Yakov
We leave the safehouse an hour later. Laurie is staying there for a few more days while she searches for her new apartment. Maksim and Kaiden are coordinating the search for Zajmi and his associates. Everything is in motion.
But all I can think about is getting Laney alone.
She's quiet in the passenger seat, staring out the window as Vegas sprawls ahead us in the afternoon light. Her hand rests on her thigh, close enough that I can reach over and cover it with mine.
"You okay?" I ask.
"Yeah." She turns to look at me. "Just processing everything. Laurie's really okay. After everything…"
"She's strong. You both are."
"I know. I just..." She trails off, then laughs softly. "I don't know what to do with myself now. This last week, everything has been about finding her, and it felt like forever. Now she doesn't need me at all. It feels a bit like I’m tangled up in a time vortex. It’s giving me whiplash."
"She'll always need you," I say. "Just differently."
"I know." She turns her hand over, threading her fingers through mine. "It's weird, feeling relieved and terrified at the same time."
"Terrified of what?"
"Of this." She gestures between us. "Of wanting something this much. Of letting myself have it."
I pull off the main road, taking a side street that leads to a lookout point overlooking the city. The sun is almost at it’s highest, causing the windows in the distance to glitter.
"Where are we going?" Laney asks.
"I need to pull over before I do something stupid while driving."
Her breath catches. "Like what?"
I park the car and turn to face her. "Like this."
I cup her face and kiss her, hard and demanding. She makes a small sound of surprise that turns into a moan as she kisses me back. Her hands fist in my shirt, pulling me closer.
She moans against my mouth.
"I've been thinking about you all day," I admit. "About having you in my bed this morning. About how you looked when you rode me. About how you sound when you say my name."
"We're in a car," she points out, but her pupils are dilated, her breathing quick.
"I know." I slide my hand down her throat, feeling her pulse racing. "And I don't care."
"Someone could see—"
"No one's here. And even if they were..." I lean in, my lips brushing her ear. "Let them watch. Let them see who you belong to."
She shivers, and I feel her resolve crumbling as I kiss down her neck, finding that spot that makes her gasp. "Take off your jeans."
"What?"
"Now, Laney."
The command in my voice does something to her. I see it in the way her eyes darken, the way her thighs press together. She wants this as much as I do.
I slide me seat all the way back and unzip my pants as she climbs over the center console and over my knee. It's a tight squeeze, but I don't care. I need her now.
"Someone could drive by," she says again, but her hands are already working my cock out of my pants, spreading the precum with a few quick strokes.
"Then we'll give them a show." I lift her shirt over her head, unhooking her bra and tossing it onto the passenger seat. "Fuck, you're beautiful."
I take her nipple in my mouth, sucking hard enough to make her gasp. Her head falls back, a moan escaping her lips. I switch to her other breast, my hand sliding down to cup her through her cotton panties. I can feel the heat of her through the soft white fabric.
"Tell me what you want," I say as I slide her panties aside and slip my middle finger into her.
"You," she moans. "I want you."
"You have me." She's so wet, so ready for me. "Always."
I work her with my fingers, feeling her clench around me as she rides my hand. She's gasping, grinding against my palm, chasing her pleasure with single-minded focus.
"Fuck, you’re amazing,," I murmur. "Take what you need, let me give you everything that you need."
She comes with a cry, her whole body shaking as the orgasm tears through her. Before she can catch her breath, I'm guiding her over my cock and sliding her down my solid length.
"I want to fill you with my cum, Laney, until you're dripping with me."
Her eyes go wide.
"I can’t help it," I grunt as I press her down against me, pushing the last inch into her until we are fully connected. "Something about you makes me want to fuck you until I’m completely empty, and you’re completely full."
I rock her hips firmly, and we both groan. She's tight and hot and perfect, taking me so deep I can barely think.
"Lean back," I order, "Let me see your pretty pussy as it takes my cock."
She lifts and leans back as much as she can against the steering wheel, granting me a glimpse of what I need. My cock throbs at the sight and she trembles with a whimper that wakes up the primal wolf inside me.
She lifts her left leg, bracing her foot against the back of the passenger seat, widening the angle so I can see more as she glides over my cock, back and forth in a frenzied pace.
The car rocks with our movements, the windows fogging up from our combined heat.
"Let me see you touch yourself," I pant, barely holding myself together. "I want to see you come again. I want to watch your cunt milking my cock."
She slides her hand over her tits, then her stomach until her fingers find her clit. I watch her face as she works herself, the way her lips part, the flush spreading across her chest as she speeds up.
"You're so fucking beautiful like this," I tell her. "Taking my cock, touching yourself, letting me see you fall apart." I drop my eyes to where her clit peeks out between her fingers as she moves them in slick circles. My balls tighten.
"I'm so close." Her words aren’t moans now. They’re desperate keens as she chases her release.
"I want you to come all over my cock like a good girl. Drain me, Laney. Take all of my cum and own it. Own me."
Her body convulses, smacking against the steering wheel as she clenches around me so hard I see stars. I follow her over the edge, burying myself deep as I come. Pulse after pulse, each one dragging another spasm of pleasure through me as I flood her cunt with my cum.
"We just had sex in your car in broad daylight," she says, leaning into me and craning to look through the windows.
"We did."
She starts laughing, and I can't help but join her. It's absurd and reckless and exactly what I needed.
"Take me home," she says, kissing me softly. "Take me home and do that again. Something about you filling me up really sets me off..."