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“What happens when we get back?” I ask, my voice cutting through the comfortable silence between Alec and I as we head back home.
“What do you mean? You mean with us?” He doesn’t take his eyes off the road, but his grip on the steering wheel tightens a fraction.
“Yeah.” My voice comes out unsure.
The fact that we’re only a few hours away from home has hit me all of a sudden. In a few hours we’ll be back to normal life and the past weeks will all be a distant memory.
What happens with us?
Does Alec just slip back into his role as my brother’s bodyguard? Go back to being Gage’s right-hand man and pretend he never touched me in ways I never thought possible? Pretend he didn’t explore every inch of my body? Or will he stand up and claim me? Tell my brothers we’re together regardless of whether they like it or not?
I’m fully aware that our relationship could put his job in jeopardy, and I know he values the friendship he shares with my brothers, question is, is he willing to risk that for me?
He reaches across the console and links his fingers through mine, his thumb rubbing the back of my hand soothingly. “Are you worried things might change between us?”
“I don’t know. Maybe? We’ve been gone for a long time, in our own little bubble and it’s been perfect. Being with you is all I’ve wanted since we met and I don’t want anything to change.”
“You don’t want anything to change with your brothers around,” he clarifies.
“No.”
“Princess, nothing is ever going to change the way I feel about you. It doesn’t matter where we are or who we’re with, it will always be us. Of course, your brothers’ approval means a lot to me, but whether they do or not, I’m not giving you up. Not for anything.”
I squeeze his hand, my heart exploding in my chest.
“How long until we reach home?” I ask.
“About three hours. We can stop for food soon if you’re hungry?”
“Starving, but only because I’m bored.” It feels like we’ve been on the road forever when in actual fact it’s been closer to four. I tried reading, but reading in a moving car is never a good combination, especially when you suffer from motion sickness.
There’s not much in terms of scenery save for the endless road ahead of us, a few trees and the wide expanse of nothing that touches the horizon.
“Yeah, it’s not the most exciting drive, but it’s not so bad with you beside me.” He takes his eyes off the road briefly to flash me a smile. He takes my hand and brings it to his lips before placing it on his thigh with his hand atop mine, our fingers threaded together.
No matter how many times he touches me, the electrical current that passes between us is still there, that same spark that has my body coming to life just like the first time he touched me.
I glance over at him. “I have an idea on how we can pass the time,” I say wearing a cheeky grin.
“Oh yeah?”
I nod. “Mm-hm.”
Letting my hand slide out from under his, I reach for the bulge between his legs.
He lets out a groan. “What’re you doing, princess?”
“What does it look like I’m doing?” I shoot back, giving him a squeeze.
“Looks like you’re gunning for a car crash if you keep touching me like this. Fuck.”
“We’re not gonna crash, and I don’t plan on just touching you.” I move for the buckle of his belt, tugging it open before dragging down the zipper.
I take out his cock. It’s long and hard in my hand as I stroke from root to tip.
I tug on my seat belt to allow me to stretch across the centre console, taking him in both my hands as I continue to touch him.
I lean down and trace the long, throbbing vein that runs the entire length of his cock with my tongue before swirling it around his tip, and licking through the slit.
“Jesus,” he hisses, the car jerking sharply to the right before he corrects it.
I smile to myself and I do it again, savouring the sounds from above me and how his body tenses as my tongue glides over him.
I want to drive him insane.
“Stop teasing me, princess and put me in your mouth.”
I slide down the length of him in one, taking as much of him as I can into my mouth, fighting the urge to gag when I take him into the back of my throat. Using my hand as an extension, I begin to suck him, my tongue massaging the side of his cock while I work him with my mouth, his length glistening with my saliva.
Crude, wet sounds fill the car and I squirm in my seat, my pussy aching to be filled with his cock. I press my thighs together, trying to ease the throbbing there.
“Touch yourself, baby. Make yourself come.” I love how tuned he is to what I want and what my body needs, and his filthy words are at the very top of that list, the things I crave from him putting me firmly on top of Santa’s naughty list this Christmas.
I dip my fingers under the waistband of my jeans, seeking my swollen clit and the silky wetness that soaks through my lace panties.
“Are you soaked, princess? Does sucking my cock make your pussy wet?”
“Mm-hm.” I nod, not taking my mouth off him as I begin playing with my clit.
“Such a good girl,” he praises. “I love how much you enjoy sucking me.”
I moan around him, pleasure zapping through my body from his words of praise, a kink I never knew I had until I met him.
I dip a finger into my drenched pussy and it slides in with ease. I’m so turned on that it takes two more of my fingers inside me to bring me the pleasure I need to get off.
I fuck myself on my fingers, matching the speed I suck Alec’s cock, imagining it’s him that fills my pussy instead. I hollow my cheeks as I suck him harder, taking him as far as I can take him, wanting to give him everything.
“Fuck, princess. You suck me so well.” His voice is strained as he fights to keep it together. One hand leaves the steering wheel and comes to rest on the back of my head as I bob up and down his shaft. He doesn’t push down or fist my hair, he knows that’s a hard limit for me, but he just lets it rest there as he strokes my hair, silently telling me that he’s enjoying what I’m doing.
I feel him thicken in my mouth, and the change in his breathing tells me he’s close.
I quicken my pace with my fingers buried in my pussy, wanting to come right along with him.
“Jesus, Sierra… You’re gonna make me come, baby.”
He moves his hand off of my head, giving me the opportunity to pull away.
Not a chance.
I keep sucking and a minute later, he detonates. Thick ropes of cum fill my mouth, his salty seed shooting down my throat as the sound of his groans fill the car.
I love seeing him come undone, and I revel in how much pleasure I’m giving him. It’s the biggest fucking turn on.
His climax triggers my own and within seconds, I follow him over the edge, my pussy squeezing my fingers as I shatter, my moans dampened with him still filling my mouth.
I pull off him, swallowing him down and sitting back in my seat sporting a satisfied grin.
Alec tucks himself back into his pants and turns to me with a smirk. “You’re a bad girl, princess.”
“Only for you.”
“That’s right. Only for me.”
∞∞∞
We make a quick pit stop for some food about an hour later, and I know we’re not far from home when the road signs start counting down the miles until we reach Halston, and the nearer we get, the more my stomach sinks.
Alec’s hand falls onto my thigh, squeezing reassuringly as if he can read my whirring mind.
We roll to a crawl at a red light. There’s not many cars around. The clouds grew dark a few minutes ago and the light drizzle has since turned torrential.
The light turns green and we begin to pull away. I glance across to him with a smile, only my gaze snags on something through the driver’s side window. Something ploughing straight towards us at lightning speed.
“Alec, watch out!” The words are out of my mouth a split-second before the vehicle collides with ours.
Everything happens so fast and yet in slow motion all at the same time. Everything playing out step by step in my mind, picking out every tiny detail.
The crunch of crumpled metal and smashed glass fills my ears, my voice swallowed up by a silent scream. For a second I’m weightless, the only thing grounding me is the seat belt strapping me down otherwise I’d think I was flying.
My head jolts to the side harshly, smashing against the side pillar as we finally stop rolling. The car’s on its side with my head just inches from the road.
The pain in my skull feels like its being prised in half. The ringing in my ears so loud it pierces through me.
The windshield has completely smashed, and a cold draft sweeps in, chilling my skin.
Footsteps grow nearer, broken glass crunching underfoot as whoever it is gets nearer to the car.
I try to turn my head but pain shoots down my neck and I wince.
“Could you have hit them any harder? Boss wants her alive, you idiot. What good is she to us if she’s already dead?” An unfamiliar male voice asks.
I blink my eyes open to see two sets of feet out the windshield, my vision dark and fuzzy around the edges.
“You said ram them. Have you not noticed the size of this thing? I had to do it hard to have any effect,” the other replies.
“Boss won’t be happy about this.”
“What do we do with him?”
Him? Who’s him?
My brain hurts to try and think, but there’s something niggling there. Who are they talking about?
I force my mind back to before the crash. An image flashes in my mind of a strong hand on my thigh, a hand that wasn’t my own. A familiar hand…
Oh my God…
Alec.
They’re talking about Alec.
“Grab her, I’ll deal with him,” the other one says, and the sound of creaking metal and rough hands grabbing at my limp body is the last thing I remember before darkness drags me under.