Chapter 19
Nate
I could throttle the man. I could choke him out for interrupting us. But I can't alienate him. Not now. Not when I so desperately need the time and space to properly fuck his daughter.
"I noticed Lila's phone hasn't updated her location. Looks like y'all have been parked by the side of the road for a bit now. Everything okay? Do I need to send a squad car over to check on you? It's not a tire, is it?"
Fucking busybody. I glance over at Lila, noting how she chews on her thumbnail. Anxiety rolls off of her in waves, thick enough to make me sick. This just won't do. Pinning the phone between my face and shoulder, I reach over and grip her thigh until she looks up at me.
"Not the tire. Everything is okay. Lila just thought she had lost something or left it at home. You know how she is. Have to stop everything to find it."
When she sticks out her tongue, I stifle a laugh. Using my hands, I motion to her pants and then make a jerking sign. Her eyes widen as she points to the phone. Like I give a fuck.
While her dad chuckles on the other end, I tug on the soft material and urge her to take them down. I nearly choke as I look down at her plain white cotton panties, nearly drenched with her slick.
God, but I can almost taste her arousal in the air. Forcing my gaze away so I can concentrate on her dad, I motion for her to pull them down as well. The soft squeak slipping from her lips is enough to make my cock slam against the confines of my boxer briefs.
"She's always forgetting something. Did y'all find it?"
Turning, I give her a wicked grin before sliding my tongue over my lip. "Did you find it?"
"Y-yes," she stammers as she adorably tries to hide her naked pussy from my hungry gaze.
"Here. Why don't you tell your dad all about it while I get going."
She takes the phone from me and simply stares as confusion furrows her brows. The instant I'm back on the road, I slide my fingers down over her mound and into her damp curls. It takes everything in me not to groan out loud as she shrieks in shock.
"N- no, Dad," she cries out. "Sorry. N- nothing's wrong. Nate just hit a pothole. I was looking down in my purse and didn't see it. That's all."
Pretty little liar. I reward her fast thinking with a finger on her clit, sliding up and down as I caress her sensitive flesh. From the corner of my eye, I watch as she bites down on her lower lip to keep from crying out. I'm not even fucking inside her yet and she's probably about to come.
"It was my music pod. I couldn't find it right away, and it's not like I can replace it anytime soon."
A wicked grin slides up my lips as I go down just a touch further to tease her hot, tight entrance. I can barely get the tip of my finger in at this angle.
"No, I know," she groans as she rests her head back on the seat. "I'm trying to be more responsible. I didn't actually lose it. I just couldn't find it."
I pull my finger away and turn to her slightly, still watching the road as I slide my arousal-coated finger into my mouth. Her sweet, tangy taste explodes on my tongue as her jaw drops and she nearly lets go of the phone.
"Y- yes. I'm still here. Sorry. I thought Nate was trying to tell me something. Of course. We'll let you know as soon as we find something. Yes. Yes. Nate is fully capable of finding us somewhere great. I- I got to let you go. You know. It's shotgun's job to keep the driver occupied. Love you too."
After another minute, she hangs up the phone and tosses it over to me. "Are you crazy? He could have found out!"
"But he didn't. Did he? Now recline the chair back and spread your legs. I want you to occupy me. Touch yourself. Show me how you get off. It's a long fucking way to Aurora and I want you to come at least once before we get there."
Her eyes go a bit hazy as she glances over at me. "What about you?"
"What about me?"
"Won't you… That is… I mean… You'll be hard too. Right?"
"God, Lila. You don't know how fucking hard I am right now. Harder than at the clinic. You really have no idea what you do to me, do you?"
"Not really. Like, I know you get hard, but I know you also hate me."
The urge to pull the car over again and show her just how little I actually hate her and how much I really just despise myself eats at me. I don't dare do it. Not when I know her dad is watching.
"I don't hate you, Lila. Trust me. It would all be so much easier if I did."
She sits there for a moment, a pensive look on her face. "But you pissed on me like I was nothing more than garbage in an alley. That feels a lot like hate."
"You forbidden temptation," I growl out as I work at the front of my pants. "I so desperately wanted to teach you a lesson. I wanted to show you what your actions caused. It was the only thing I could do that wasn't sexy to either of us. If I spanked you, you'd just come faster."
"You could have just fucked me. Sounds like the simplest solution to me. Occam's Razor, if you will."
My brain tries desperately to process what she just said. "Occam's Razor? Really?"
"What, did I say it wrong?"
"No. You said it right. I just didn't realize you took philosophy. It doesn't seem like something you'd enjoy."
She rolls her eyes and chuckles, the deep, husky sound going straight to my balls to make them clench even tighter.
"No. We have our unfriendly neighborhood crackpot Chemistry professor to thank for that."
"Ahh. That makes better sense."
I turn and give her a wink as a bit of the tight band around my heart starts to loosen. It feels so fucking right flirting with her like this, like I shouldn't have denied myself from the start.
Again, I glance over as she looks deep in thought. "You're not doing what I told you to do. Enough stalling. Spread those pretty thighs so I can smell your arousal."
"And you?" She brings up again.
"What about me?"
She gestures toward my cock as an adorable blush pinkens her cheeks. "Don't you need some relief?"
Groaning, I lean back and gesture toward my lap. "If you're so desperate to give it to me, help get it out."
I keep both hands on the steering wheel and both eyes on the road. As much as I want to watch her fumble around, I need to keep us both safe. Reaching down, I scoot the seat back a touch to give her more room.
The soft scent of her arousal perfumes the car as she lowers the zipper. Her fingers shake a bit, nervous, hesitant as she unbuttons my pants and peels them open.
"That's my good girl," I growl as I reach out to slide my hand over the silky strands of her hair. "Don't be scared. It's not going to bite you. It definitely doesn't have teeth."
The joke is enough to ease the tension I feel drifting from her, undercutting the sweet citrus of the slick I know is dripping from her pussy.
Since it's a tight fit, I don't make her fight with my boxer briefs.
Instead, I pull over to the side of the road again, shuck off my pants and toss the underwear in the back.
Before her dad can realize anything is up, I'm back on the road, cock out and proud for Lila to inspect. Her soft fingers graze up the underside of my shaft, drawing a bit of precum to pearl, thick and sticky at my plump, ruddy tip. She stops for a moment, and I can feel the heat of her gaze on me.
"Penny for your thoughts."
"I- I want to taste you but…"
"But?"
"I don't want to make this awkward."
Chuckling, I glance over and push her head down until her hot breath fans across my delicate skin. My balls jerk up in response as my shaft swells even more.
"At this point, I don't think it can get any more awkward. Sort of a been there, done that sort of thing."
"But I don't know what I'm doing. Sorry." She jerks up and goes back to her side of the car before pulling her sweatshirt down as far as it can go.
Unfortunately, it only comes down to about the top of her mound, making the whole scene far too adorable for her own good.
Her actions aren't shocking, though. Based on what she's read, she's used to an Alpha taking charge, taking what he wants.
If I want her at ease with my body, I need to prep hers first.
"Listen to me, little omega," I growl, infusing just a hint of Alpha command in my voice. "I don't care if you mess this up. You can't. Now fucking taste me."
The change is almost instantaneous. More arousal fills the air as she lowers herself back over my cock. Hot breath scalds my skin as she arches out her tongue to lap at my slit, taking my seed into her mouth for the first time. Damn it, but that small, tentative lick nearly undoes me.
Groaning, I grip the wheel so tightly my knuckles turn nearly white.
"Sorry," she shrieks as she pulls away. "I didn't—"
I reach over and fist her hair, dragging her down until her nose presses into my balls.
"You might not know the physical mechanics of oral, but I know the filthy little books you read.
I've approved every single one. They've filled your pretty little head with thoughts and ideas.
Made you touch yourself in the middle of the night. Haven't they?"
"Y- yes,” she whines against my heated skin.
"Yes, what?" I growl as I press her into me even more.
"Yes, Sir," she cries out, vibrating my balls with her voice.
"Good girl, sweetheart. Now show me what you learned. Worship my cock and I'll make sure that pretty pussy weeps with slick by the time I'm through with you."
"And if I get it wrong?"
The hesitancy in her voice nearly guts me. She shouldn't be this afraid, this worried about pleasing me.
"Sweetheart," I moan, "the only way you'd get it wrong is if you bite me. And you're not going to do that, are you?"
"N- no, Sir."
"Didn't think so. Want me to walk you through it? Want me to tell you exactly what to do to me? Will that help you not overthink this and just enjoy?"
She doesn't even say rational words. All that comes out of her mouth is a strangled whimper. If I were to look at her eyes right now, I'm sure they'd be fully blown. God, she's so fucking responsive.
"That's my good girl. Now go back up to my head. I want you to tease me, play with me. Use your lips and tongue. Gentle. Doesn't have to be rough."
I drop a hand from the steering wheel to rest on her head. She rises and breathes against my tip. Just that sensation alone is enough to make me want to lose control, to jerk this car to the side and fuck her mouth.
Patience. Patience. I need to let her have this moment, to explore me. It will make everything easier later. She might not be as scared of me when I take her, when I thrust my massive cock into her tight little pussy.
"That's it, baby," I groan as she licks me again. "God, you're doing so good. Just like that. Just keep teasing me."
Her lips flutter over my thick head as she lightly kisses me. It's erotic torture allowing her to explore me when all I want to do is shove it in her mouth.
"Now work your way down. Just like that. Fuck, sweetheart. I'm going to come all over you if you keep doing that."
She looks up at me, her dark eyes wide with concern.
"Don't worry about it. You're going to make me come either way. That's the point of this."
I press her head back down and squirm as she runs her tongue along the thick ridge in front.
"Fuck, Lila," I breathe as everything clenches to the point of pain. "Do that again, but stop when you get close to my tip. Just like that. Right there. You feel that little bit of skin? Flick it with your tongue."
As she teases the frenulum with her tentative licks, precum wells up and slides down, joining the wet, sticky mess. She moans as she laps it up, savoring the taste of me.
Pulling her away, I look at the blissed-out expression on her face before turning back to the road.
"Tell me, sweet little stepsister." A soft whine peppers the air at my forbidden address.
"How does Alpha cum taste? Is it everything you thought it would be?
Is it what you imagined with your fingers buried in your pussy as you rock yourself to an orgasm? "
"So fucking good," she moans as she shimmies in her chair.
"Good. Because you're going to get a lot of it. Open wide, little stepsister. You've tempted me long enough. I'm going to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours."