There’s a bang from the front of the car before I swear I hear Alex mutter, “What the fuck did I do to deserve this?”
“Put on a good show, baby. Alex is really enjoying himself. And we know how you like to please us.”
“Cunt. I fucking hate you, Seb.”
“No you don’t, baby. And that’s half the problem, isn’t it?”
Her eyes narrow and her lips purse in anger. But the second I buck my hips, her jaw falls slack as pleasure ripples through her.
“Be a good girl and do as you’re told, and maybe I’ll let you come later.”
Her eyes flash with contempt, but all I do is smile in return.
She might have started this game, but I’ll play along and make sure I’m the one that finishes it. She can curse me out all she likes, but she knows damn well that it’s exactly what she wanted.
I fuck her fast, my hands holding her in place with a bruising grip, but every time she gets even close to coming, I slow my pace and allow it to fade.
“Going to fucking kill you,” she grates out when I do it for what must be the fifth or sixth time.
Shooting a look out of the window, I find that Alex has finally had enough as we’re only a couple of minutes from home.
This time, I fuck her until I’m the one that explodes, my cock jerking violently inside her, filling her with everything I have.
Her body trembles as she takes it, her own pleasure right in touching distance, but she knows better than to allow herself to fall headfirst into it.
“Good girl,” I growl, threading my fingers into her hair and dragging her down so I can kiss her.
“You’re a fucking cunt,” Alex grunts the second the car comes to a stop before he jumps out and slams the door behind himself, probably with his cock trying to bust out of his trousers.
Dragging Stella from my lips, her eyes hold mine, amusement sparkling within them, but she doesn’t let it out.
“Let’s go. I’ve barely started with you yet.”