Chapter Nine
The drive away from my sister’s house was thick with tension and arousal. Sutton sat in the passenger seat, flushed and squirming, the evidence of what we had done in the bathroom still leaking between her thighs. I kept one hand on her leg, sliding it higher whenever traffic allowed.
After a few miles, I couldn’t wait any longer. I turned off the main road onto a quieter, tree-lined side street and pulled over into a secluded spot.
“Get in the back seat,” I ordered, my voice low and commanding.
Sutton’s breath hitched, but she obeyed quickly. I followed her into the backseat, closing the door behind us. The moment we were inside, I pulled her onto my lap, her dress riding up around her waist.
I kissed her roughly, biting her lower lip as I freed my already hard cock. “You were such a good girl at brunch,” I growled against her mouth. “Letting me finger you under the table. Coming so loudly for me in front of your ex. Now I’m going to fuck you again.”
I lifted her and brought her down hard onto my cock, impaling her in one deep thrust. Sutton cried out, her head falling back as I filled her completely. I gripped her hips and started fucking her hard, bouncing her on my cock with powerful strokes.
“Ride me,” I demanded. “Show me how much you loved being claimed in front of him.”
Sutton moaned loudly, bracing her hands on my shoulders as she rode me with desperate need. The car rocked with our movements. I yanked the front of her dress down, exposing her breasts, and sucked hard on her nipples while thrusting up into her.
“Tell me who owns this pussy,” I snarled, spanking her ass sharply.
“You do!” she cried out, her voice echoing in the confined space. “You own me, Jack—fuck, I’m yours!”
I gripped her hips tighter and fucked her harder, the wet sounds of her soaked pussy filling the car with obscene, rhythmic slapping.
I reached between us to rub her clit roughly, pushing her toward another orgasm.
My fingers moved in fast, firm circles while I drove up into her with deep, punishing thrusts.
“Come for me again,” I commanded, my voice dark and possessive. “Come all over the cock that claimed you in front of your ex’s entire family. Let me feel how much you love being my dirty little secret.”
Sutton’s moans became frantic and broken. Her walls started fluttering wildly around my cock as she neared the edge. I kept the brutal pace, slamming up into her while rubbing her clit without mercy.
When her orgasm finally hit, Sutton shattered with a loud, unrestrained scream.
“Jack—fuck! I’m coming!” Her pussy clamped down around me like a vice, pulsing violently as she came hard.
Her whole body convulsed in my lap, her thighs shaking as she squirted around my thrusting cock, soaking my lap and the seat beneath us.
The intense squeezing and the sight of her losing control completely pulled my own release from me.
With a deep, guttural groan, I buried myself as deep as possible and exploded inside her. Thick, hot ropes of cum pulsed from my cock, flooding her spasming pussy in heavy waves. I kept thrusting through it, grinding up into her as I emptied every last drop, marking her completely.
We stayed connected for several long minutes, breathing heavily in the steamed-up car. I kissed her softly at first, then more possessively, claiming her mouth as thoroughly as I had claimed her body.
“Let’s go home,” I murmured against her lips. “I’m nowhere near done with you.”