Chapter Eight #2
The first touch of her defiant lips on my cock is awakening. Tendrils of shock shoot to my sac as her mouth wraps around me. My body comes alive at her touch, the first ounce of something I’ve felt in a very long time electrifying my skin and sending need through me.
“Fuck,” my voice is growled and breathless. I tap her cheek to get her attention. “Hollow your cheeks, and I want to feel the back of your throat, Sunshine. I know you can take it.”
Those eyes roll up to me in a challenge before she does as I say, and takes me until she gags. Her throat constricts, tightening around my member as her eyes well with tears. I’m far too big to fit comfortably, but she’s being such a good girl about it that I want to reward her.
“I bet you want something in that aching pussy, don't you?” I rub my hand along her spine and the lower part of her back that’s exposed. She makes a gargled, surprised sound when my hand dips past the waistband of her tights, and I find her soaked folds.
She pops free of me, her breath ragged. “What are you doing?”
“Helping,” I pull her back into my lap, stuffing myself beyond her lips as I plunge a finger into her tight core. “You’re so fucking wet for me, Sunshine. Does sucking a stranger's cock on the side of the road for information turn you on? My filthy girl.”
She gasps around my length, a moan leaving her as she tries to set a rhythm. She’s a little distracted now with my finger steadily stretching her, but she doubles down as she uses her hand to stroke what she can't fit.
My legs begin to shake as my spine tingles with my impending release.
Fuck, I'm gonna cum quick.
Seeing her like this, completely at my mercy as she chokes on me, is far better than anything my mind could conjure. My mistake was thinking I could hold back with her, but Addison Bright just seems to know how to throw me off my game.
“We’re going to cum together,” I decide, shoving a second finger in her as my thumb circles her clit. This angle isn't the best, but it’s working as she hums around my cock.
We’ll share this. This will be ours.
Never mind how fucking delusional I sound. All I can think of and feel is her.
My hips begin to lift off the seat as I hold her still and fuck her mouth. The slick sounds of her entrance spur my release as I feel her walls flutter around my fingers. The moans leaving her become sloppy and loud as her body begins to shake.
She’s close.
I focus on her hardened bud, stroking her as I attempt to ignore the pleasure that’s threatening to tip me over the edge.
She comes first.
“Rowan,” she gasps around me, the sound muffled as her eyes close and her climax wrecks her. I feel her tense as her pussy pulses around my digits and her juices drench my hand.
It’s fucking beautiful watching her fall apart like this.
Hazel eyes flutter as her mouth slacks around me. The elongated groan that leaves her vibrates through my shaft, and all I can picture is replacing my fingers with my cock.
“I’m going to cum,” I barely get the words out before my fingers leave her, and I grab the base of my member. I drag her head back so my release collects on her tongue. “Fuck!”
I wait until every last drop accumulates past her lips before pulling her up until we’re eye level. I squeeze her cheeks with a hand. “Show me what I look like on your tongue, Sunshine.”
She doesn't fight as she gives me a faux innocent look and opens her mouth.
“That’s not enough,” I say, my tone dark. “Why don't you taste both of us, hmm?” I show her my glistening fingers as her brows knit. I shove them past her lips, forcing her to taste her own release as well.
I think she's going to back down, but she surprises me as her thin fingers wrap around my wrist, and she closes her eyes as she sucks them clean. Her tongue strokes over each one in a teasing manner, and I’m mesmerized by her boldness.
“Swallow,” I command.
Her eyes open and pierce me with indignation as she bites down on my fingers.
I tilt my head, waiting for her to give up.
The pain that shoots through my hand isn't enough to elicit a response, so I don't give her the satisfaction of one.
When she finally releases me, I coo as I hold her face. “Good girl. Now, thank me.”
She looks so adorable as she fights with her conscience. She wants to tell me off so badly, and I can see it. But her curiosity is bigger than her attitude as her jaw works in my hand. “Thank you,” she grits.
My eyes bounce around her features, the button nose with tan freckles dusting the bridge, her pouty pink lips swollen and glossy, and her thick hair, mussed and falling over her shoulders.
This is like my dreams, but so real that I can touch her.
I shouldn't go further than this, but as my thumb brushes her bottom lip, all I can think about is how she would taste.
As if blinking herself out of a trance, Addison pulls back, and I let her go. She clears her throat as she fixes her position and sits down on the passenger side. “I don't take back what I said. You’re sick.” She lowers the visor before fixing her hair in the mirror.
What the fuck have I done?
I close my eyes, resting my head back before buttoning my jeans.
It was just a slip.
It won't happen again.
I pull us off the shoulder and join traffic again before I speak. “We are being followed, and there’s going to be more.”
She stops, turning to me. “Why? Who are these people?”
So many fucking questions, and I can’t blame her.
“My family has a lot of enemies, and since you and Loxley are connected, that makes you their enemy too.” I give her the layman’s terms. It will be easier for her to understand once Loxley tells her everything, but until then, this should be enough to hold her over.
She frowns. “Are you mob-affiliated or something?”
I snort. “Close, but not exactly. All I’m asking is for you to trust that I won't let anything happen to you.”
She’s quiet again when the subject of trust is brought up, but I don't push it. I mean, I wouldn't trust someone like me.
I’m so fucking stupid.
“I can’t believe you made me suck your dick for that.” She shakes her head, crossing her arms over her chest.
My jaw ticks. “I didn't make you do anything. I gave you a choice, Addison.”
“Riiiight,” she rolls her eyes. “You win on a technicality. Congratulations.”
My hand grips the steering wheel until my knuckles turn white. “If you make me pull over again, I’m going to stuff more than your mouth. Keep testing your fucking luck with me. You won't get very far.”
Our eyes connect in the mirror before she holds her middle finger up in defiance.
“There are other ways to get my attention. You don't have to be a brat.” I taunt.
That earns me another eye roll before she shifts towards the window and cranks up the music to tune me out.