Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33281 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33281 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
"It is a nice car." She strokes the steering wheel like it's a damn cat.
Huh. My girl has a thing for cars. As soon as she saw this one, she fell in love. That makes two of us. With the car and with her. I'm guessing she's not ready to hear that last part though, so I keep it to myself for now. I will be fucking her on the hood as soon as humanly possible though. It's moved to the top of my fuck-it list. I didn't even have one of those until I met her, now there are about eighty different ways and places I want to fuck her on it. "It is a nice car. Let's keep it that way."
"Fine. I suppose I'll stop torturing you now." She slows ever so slightly and flips the blinker on to get in the right lane. "Happy now, Spoilsport?"
"Thrilled," I say, deadpan.
She sticks her tongue out at me like a toddler.
"What did Jordan have to say?" I ask a few minutes later, watching her out of the corner of my eye.
"That he's going to kill you and leave pieces of you body all over the southwest if you lay a hand on me." She rolls her eyes. "And then he lectured me for half an hour on why I shouldn't be dating. And then we got into an argument."
"About me?"
"Yes? No? Sort of?" She shrugs like she isn't really sure which it is. "He's being completely unreasonable, as if he didn't just have sex with my best friend in a Rome's BDSM club. He is so not the moral police right now."
"Hold up. Roman owns a BDSM club?" I turn to gape at her. "There's a BDSM club in Silver Spoon Falls?"
"Crap." She makes a face. "Pretend you didn't hear that."
"Oh, I definitely heard that."
"I'm serious, Atlas. You heard nothing."
I narrow my eyes on her. "Have you ever been to this club?"
"Oh, yes. Dozens of times."
A warning growl rumbles in my throat. "You better be fucking with me, Temptation."
"What if I'm not?" she asks, turning to glance at me in genuine curiosity.
"If you're asking if I'd judge you for it, the answer is no. You're allowed to be curious and have kinks. Shit, I plan to be curious and kinky as hell when I finally get you naked. But I've discovered that I'm a possessive, jealous motherfucker when it comes to you, Temptation. The thought of other men even looking at you makes me want to break shit." I admit honestly. "I may damn well burn the club to the ground if you've been playing around inside."
"I haven't," she says quickly. "I was just teasing you. And I'm not just saying that to spare Rome's club. He and Jordan wouldn't let me through the doors even if I wanted to go—which I've never wanted to do."
"But you're curious."
She shrugs, her cheeks turning pink. "Maybe."
"You want to know what it's like to be fucked in public?"
"I…I don't know." Her tongue darts out, wetting her bottom lip. "I don't know what I like. You aren't the only virgin in the car, Atlas."
"Fuck," I groan, my hand moving to my dick as my balls throb. I grip myself through my sweats, squeezing to relieve a little pressure. "You want to explore? I'll let you live out every fantasy you have, baby. But no one else touches you. No one even sees you. I won't share you."
"I won't share either." She glances over at me again, her chocolate eyes darkening when she sees my hand on my dick. "Oh my gosh. Are you…?"
"Trying like hell to keep from demanding you tell me every filthy fantasy you have while I fuck my hand," I growl, squeezing tighter. "Christ. It hurts."
"S-show me," she whispers, her eyes darting to the road and then back to me.
I should tell her no and let her drive. That's the safe, sane thing to do. But she's a sweet little temptation, offering me a glimpse of heaven. How am I supposed to resist?
She whimpers when I jerk the band of my sweats down just enough for her to catch a glimpse of the head of my cock. Her gaze settles on it, her tongue between her lips.
"Once I finish, I'm getting you off while you focus on the road."
A shaky breath escapes her lips. She shivers next to me. I don't have to check her panties to know they're a soaked mess. If she were in a dress, I'd make her remove them and wrap them around my cock while I jerk off. Unfortunately for me, that's not in the cards at the moment.
So I settle for spitting in my hand and then grasping my cock, pulling the hard bastard free of my sweats.
"Tell me what you want me to do to you, Temptation."