Chapter 36 Aiden #3
“What the fuck do you think you are doing?” I asked.
“What do you mean? Aren’t we chasing after this car right now?”
She stroked me again, my cock straining against my jeans. I couldn’t even move, too focused on not wrecking while also staying with the car.
She kept her pace now, the pressure of each stroke enough to make me groan.
As if the situation weren’t bad enough, the driver of the car glanced over, his eyebrows jumping up before furrowing.
“Shit.”
Before I had a chance to move, he pulled up a gun, aiming it in our direction.
I slowed immediately, the bike dropping speed fast and making Evie lurch on top of me.
A shot rang out, the window of the car shattering into pieces.
We were farther back, so I wasn’t worried about that one hitting us, but I knew there would be more.
And, of course, the psycho girl hadn’t stopped feeling me up.
She hadn’t even hesitated, her hand only stroking me with more confidence now.
I followed farther back, sighing in relief as one of Dimitri’s guys caught up with us.
They would now follow the car, overtaking the driver to get their car back and take the guy.
Usually, we would handle that part, too, but Dimitri didn’t love the price tag we added on for that, so he went for the discounted version and hired some random guys to do the rest.
Not that it bothered me right this second. My heart was racing, the adrenaline coursing through me along with an overwhelming urge to pull over and fuck Evie, making it too hard to care about anything else.
I got off on the next exit, slowing down and leaning back into Evie the second I did. She took the hint, one arm wrapping around my chest, the other continuing its torturous assault.
I pulled off to the side, this road basically deserted. I should have been concerned about our safety, but all I could focus on was the heated pressure of Evie’s hand pressing against my aching cock.
She knew exactly how to touch me, the perfect rhythm that sent shivers down my spine and made my blood boil. Her fingers were demanding yet gentle, tracing over my length with an attitude that matched her. Controlled, reckless, wild. She was everything.
She moved closer now, her breasts pressing against my back.
“You like that?” she whispered, her words echoing in the helmet. The sensation sent a shiver down my spine. “Do you want me to take it further? To feel your cock inside me, pounding against me as I scream your name?”
I could hardly breathe, let alone speak. My heart raced wildly in my chest as her hand continued its relentless pace. Every stroke sent another surge of pleasure coursing through me, making it hard to focus on anything other than the raw desire building up inside me.
Evie’s legs spread wider behind me, reminding me that I was close enough to take her. She rubbed against me, her free hand covering every inch of me she could reach.
“You want this, don’t you?” she whispered again, her voice low and seductive. “You want me so bad that all you can think about is being inside me, feeling me wrapped around you, coming only for you. You want to possess me completely, claim me.”
Her hand continued, and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. I could hardly think straight, let alone resist her advances. The urge to take her was almost overwhelming, and her skilled hand was only making it worse.
“I want that, too,” she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. “I want you to take me again. I want you to fill me up and make me yours.”
I groaned, leaning forward, my cock straining against my jeans, aching for release. Her hand continued its relentless pace, her touch so perfect it felt like a dream. I could feel the pressure building up inside me, the urge to come becoming almost unbearable.
“Evie, I’m going to come.”
“No one is stopping you. Do it,” she whispered, her voice low and seductive. “Let go.”
I groaned, my control slipping away.
“Fuck,” I said, leaning back again as the orgasm hit me. I let it take over, each spasm giving me more and more relief.
I could hardly breathe, the world fading as my body tried to come down off the high. We had already slept together, but somehow it felt like the first time she was touching me.
We stayed silent, but she pulled me back, letting me lean back against her as I caught my breath.
“I can’t believe you did that,” I said.
“I can’t believe you let me.”
“I let you do it, but I won’t let you get away with it.”
“Why? What are you going to do about it?” she asked as I sat up and pulled back onto the road.
I smiled, speeding up and lifting the front of the bike, riding a wheelie as Evie laughed. Finally, I set it back down, and Evie wrapped her arms around me tight for a second.
“I’m going to wreck you,” I said, but even as she laughed, my mind was elsewhere. Anderson was out there, moving pieces I couldn’t see, and every second I spent grinning with her reminded me how high the stakes were.
I couldn’t let my guard down. Tomorrow, the hunt continued, and I had to be ready to keep her safe.