“I’ll do it,” I growled. She looked uncertain, but the expression on my face must have made it clear that I wouldn’t budge on the issue because she didn’t argue with me. After shoving her phone in my pocket—I didn’t want her to have any means of escape before I could convince her to stay—I picked up my own cell and shot off a quick text to my teammate.
Me: Ember isn’t coming tonight.
Well, she would be, just not with him.
Jordan: Is she okay?
Me: Yes. But she’s mine. And I don’t share.
I didn’t wait for his reply since I didn’t give a shit what he said. It wouldn’t change the outcome. So I silenced my phone and set it in the cupholder.
“What did he say?” she asked, chewing on her lip.
Reaching across the space, I gently tugged on her bottom lip to release it. “It doesn’t matter. Buckle up,” I told Ember as I started the car.
To my surprise, she didn’t hesitate, making me grin as I pulled my seat belt across my body and clicked it into place. I shifted the car into drive and pulled out into the road, then set my hand on Ember’s thigh.
Her dress wasn’t all that short, but the material rode up enough for me to be resting on her flesh. As I crawled along with the traffic, the sexual tension built, and my hunger for her clawed at me. I needed something to get me through until we got to my place. Slowly, I inched my hand up her silky, nylon-clad leg, raising her skirt. When I encountered a rough-textured fabric, I glanced over and choked back a groan at the realization that she was wearing thigh-highs under her dress.
I would definitely be fucking her in those before I peeled them off with my teeth and fucked her again.
My hand resumed traveling up her leg until I felt the heat of her pussy, right before my pinky brushed along her underwear.
Ember gasped and began to close her legs but stopped when I growled.
“Open,” I demanded, keeping my eyes on the road.
Barely a second later, her knees parted, falling to the sides. My fingertips brushed over the center of her panties, and she shivered. “Fuck, baby, you’re soaked,” I rasped, trying like hell to get my cock to calm down.
I slipped two fingers beneath the wet fabric and drew them up her slit, passing over her clit before going back down. Ember’s breathing had become choppy, and her thighs trembled, sending streaks of desire straight to my dick. I briefly considered stopping before I came in my pants like a teenager touching his first pussy, but I was too far gone.
My digits stroked her repeatedly, circling her clit, or giving it soft touches, just enough to put Ember on the edge. The next time I avoided her swollen bud, a whimper escaped her pretty lips, and my cock leaked at the sensual sound.
When I stopped at the next light, I quickly removed my fingers from her panties and ripped the fabric away.
Ember yelped in surprise, but it turned into a ragged moan when I cupped her pussy and slowly inserted my middle finger into her channel.
“Damn, you’re tight, baby,” I gritted out through a clenched jaw. Her walls were fighting me until I was far enough in that they began to suck me in even deeper. If I was going to fit my thick, long cock inside her, I’d need to loosen her up.
I worked a single digit in and out for a few minutes, then carefully added a second. Glancing over, I saw that Ember’s head had dropped back with her eyes shut, and she was clenching the edges of her seat with a white-knuckled grip. She was biting her lip again, and I stilled my hand. Thankfully, we’d reached my building, and I pulled into a dark corner of my parking garage. “Stop fighting me, Ember. Relax and let it happen. And the only person who bites that lip is me, is that clear?”
Her lids lifted, and she turned her head to stare at me with passion-glazed emerald eyes. It was more than I could handle. I withdrew my hand, licked my fingers clean, and pushed my seat back as far as it would go before unbuckling both of us. Then I hauled my girl over to sit on my lap. She was facing the steering wheel with her legs spread wide, hanging on the outside of mine. I quickly yanked the pins from her hair so it tumbled down between us, and I buried my nose in it, inhaling deeply. My hands splayed on her flat stomach for a moment, and my cock leaked at the image of a pregnant Ember that entered my mind. I hoped she didn’t want to wait too long to have kids, but when she was ready, she was going to be spending a fuck ton of time with my cock inside her until I knew she was bred. Not that it would change after I’d knocked her up.