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It took every ounce of Ericka's self-control not to utterly melt into that kiss.
Amanda's lips were soft and demanding, her tongue asserting its dominance in a way that left Ericka's head spinning.
She knew, on some deep level, that this was what she needed - to be taken, to be owned, to be fucked so thoroughly she forgot her own name.
When they finally broke apart, Ericka was breathless, her lips flushed and glistening. Amanda's eyes were dark, pools of molten gold that promised pleasure and pain in equal measure.
"Five minutes," Amanda said, her voice low and rough with desire. "I'm going to fuck you so hard you scream for me. So raw it aches. Think you can handle that, Miss Mathews?"
Ericka swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest. "Yes," she said, her own voice barely above a whisper. "God yes."
"Good girl." Amanda's smirk was pure sin, a promise of carnal delights to come. "I'll meet you out front. Don't keep me waiting."
With that, she turned and sauntered out of the room, leaving Ericka to collect herself and make the necessary arrangements.
It took less than five minutes to get everything sorted. By the time Ericka made it out to the car, Amanda was already waiting, arms crossed and eyes flashing with anticipation.
The driver, bless his bumbling soul, seemed completely oblivious to the tension, merely holding the door open for them with a cheery "Where to, ladies?"
Amanda slid into the backseat, Ericka right behind her. "Just drive," she said, her hand already on Ericka's thigh, inching up under her skirt. "Somewhere."
The driver nodded, pulling away from the curb with a soft "Of course, Miss Amanda."
Ericka barely heard him, so focused was she on the heat of Amanda's palm against her skin, on the promise of what was to come. She knew, deep in her bones, that her world was about to be rocked in ways she'd never even dreamed of.
And gods help her, she couldn't fucking wait.
Amanda leaned over Ericka, her lips brushing the shell of her ear. "Tell the driver to pull over someplace public," she murmured, her voice a low purr. "Somewhere you'd never want to be seen, Miss Mathews."
Ericka shivered, her skin prickling with a mix of apprehension and arousal. "Yes, Amanda," she breathed, hardly daring to look at the driver as she gave the order.
moments later, the car slowed to a stop, the sounds of the city drifting in through the closed windows. Pedestrians, cars, the distant wail of a siren. Ericka's heart pounded in her chest as the driver's door opened and closed, leaving them alone in the backseat.
"Good girl," Amanda praised, her hand sliding higher under Ericka's skirt. "Now let's have some fun, shall we?"
Before Ericka could respond, Amanda had her by the hips, hauling her into her lap. Ericka gasped as she felt the hard length of Amanda's dick pressing against her, the heat of it searing even through their clothing.
"Pull it out, Miss Mathews," Amanda commanded, her voice rough with desire. "I want to feel you on my dick, right here where anyone could see."
Ericka's hands trembled as she reached for the zipper of Amanda's slacks, her fingers fumbling with the clasp. Gods, this was so wrong, so public, so fucking risky... and gods help her, she'd never wanted anything more.
She freed Amanda's cock, the thick length bobbing in the space between them. Amanda hissed in pleasure, her hips rocking forward. "That's it, baby," she crooned, her hands gripping Ericka's waist. "Now sit on it. I want to feel your sweet pussy around me."
With a whimper, Ericka positioned herself above Amanda's cock, the head just barely brushing her entrance.
She looked out the window, her breath catching in her throat as she saw people passing on the sidewalk mere feet away.
Anyone could look in, could see her impaled on Amanda's cock, could know exactly what they were doing. ..
The knowledge sent a dark thrill through her, and with a moan, she sank down, taking Amanda's length inside her in one smooth stroke.
"Oh, fuck," Amanda groaned, her head falling back against the seat. "You feel so fucking good, Miss Mathews. So tight around me."
Ericka could only grunt in response, her body adjusting to the stretch of Amanda's cock inside her. She began to move, rocking her hips in a slow, sensual rhythm, the friction sparking pleasure through her veins.
Amanda met her thrusts with her own, her hands guiding Ericka's movements. "That's it," she panted, her eyes fierce and dark. "Ride my dick, baby. Show me how much you need it."
And Ericka did, losing herself in the slick slide of flesh on flesh, in the heat and pressure building inside her. She could feel Amanda's dick stretching her, hitting deep, and she chased it, desperate for more.
They moved together like that for what felt like hours, the world outside fading away until it was just the two of them, linked in the most intimate way possible. Until finally, with a harsh cry, Ericka came, her body clenching around Amanda's cock as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her.
Amanda followed her over the edge mere moments later, her hips stuttering as she spilled deep inside Ericka's cunt. "Fuck," she gasped, her nails digging into Ericka's skin.
Ericka collapsed against her, breathless and sated, Amanda's dick still twitching inside her. She could feel the cool of the window against her cheek, the contrast to the heat of Amanda's skin almost shocking.
"You're going to be the death of me," she mumbled, but there was no real complaint in her voice. "Fucking me in the back of a car where anyone could see."
Amanda just chuckled, her hands smoothing over Ericka's back. "And you loved every second of it, didn't you, baby? Being bad, being public, being mine..."
Ericka lifted her head, meeting Amanda's gaze. "I loved it," she agreed, her voice low and rough. "I'm yours, Amanda. Whatever you want, whenever you want it."
Amanda's eyes gleamed, her lips curving into a satisfied smile. "Good girl," she purred, and then she was kissing Ericka again, deep and filthy, a promise of so much more to come.