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She looked at me as if I was crazy, my cock popping out of her mouth. “In the car? Really, Dante?”

“I’m not going to ask twice. Get them off,” I bit out.

With my fingers still tangled in her curls, Sienna twisted her body away, struggling to get her pants over her knees. The boots fell to the floor with a thud before the soft sounds of the fabric against skin followed. As soon as they were off and tossed to the ground, I dragged her closer, stealing a kiss I knew she wouldn’t give willingly.

My tongue swept across her bottom lip, teasing it before she opened up to me. God, even after a meal, I loved the way her mouth tasted. I pulled back, letting us both take a breath.

“Straddle me.” She resisted, her hands going to my wrist, trying to get me to let go. “Do not make me ask again, sweetheart.”

Anger flared in her eyes, which only encouraged me. Her leg clumsily swung over my hips, her knees resting on either side of me. I positioned the tip of my cock at her entrance before slowly pushing her down. The minute her pussy wrapped around my shaft, I was done for.

“Goddamn, Sienna.” I pulled her closer, her tits pressing against my chest. “Fucking ride me now.”

Her hips lifted tantalizingly slowly before she came down again, taking it all. I could feel how fucking deep I was, and I wanted deeper. Harder. I wanted more from her than this fucking game of who can tease who the most.

Gripping her hips, I lifted her myself, bouncing her on my cock like she was a damn yo-yo. Her perfect ass slapped against my thighs, the sound mixing with her soft moans as we fucked. The car shook as I pounded into her tight pussy, her arousal dripping down my cock. I didn’t give a shit if anyone could so obviously see what we were doing, and Sienna didn’t seem like she was too worried about it anyway.

Her head was tipped back, partly due to the iron grip I still had on her hair. Her lips fell open as she moaned, the perfect soundtrack to end the night with. I wanted to hear her say my name—no, I wanted to hear her scream my name as she came on my cock, as I buried myself deep inside her. Hell bent on achieving that goal, I quickened my pace, the sweet sounds of her wet pussy filling the car.

“Dante.” Her voice was hoarse, thick with desire. “Dante, I’m going to cum.”

“Not until I tell you to,” I growled. As good as she felt, I wasn’t ready to give it up just yet. I wanted to bury myself in her tight cunt forever and never pull out. I wanted to take her to the very edge and watch her topple in ecstasy.

Her tits bounced as she continued to ride me. I couldn’t resist slipping a hand beneath her shirt, pushing the hard wire of her bra over those perfect breasts. Her nipples pebbled as soon as the air brushed against them, going rock hard beneath my fingers. Leaning forward, I took one in my mouth, tongue swirling, suckling on her tit. She tried to sneak a hand between her thighs, but I caught it instantly.

“You don’t get to make yourself come until I tell you to,” I warned. “Only when I tell you.”

She gave a low whine, hips rolling forward in an attempt to find friction against her clit, but I wasn’t having it. Thrusting up, I bounced her on my cock hard, making her gasp. I loved the feeling of being inside her, of being consumed by her. Sienna drove me wild in a way I’d never felt before with anyone else. I loved how her pussy fit me like a fucking glove, as if it were made just for me. I loved how her tits bounced when I fucked her, the face she made as my cock slid deep inside her.

Just thinking about all the reasons why I loved to fuck her made me want to come. I could feel my balls tightening, my muscles tensing as I neared the climax. Sienna’s cries were getting louder now, her ability to muffle the sounds of pleasure long gone. I fucking loved that sound.

“Come with me, baby girl,” I murmured. My fingers dug into her hips, pushing her to the edge. My teeth scraped against her nipples gently. “Come all over this thick cock.”

Her back arched just as I felt her pussy clench around me. I pulled her closer, my own body reacting to the tension of her muscles; the searing heat between her thighs wrapped around me like Hell’s fire.

“God, Dante!” My name slipped off her tongue as she gave one last cry. Her body trembled beneath my hands as I felt my balls tighten.

Releasing my load into her felt like I’d finally died and gone to Heaven. I bucked up into her once, twice, letting my desire spill into her pussy. Where our bodies were joined, there was an erotic slickness, our pleasure combined.

Sienna sagged against my shoulder, breathing hard. Wrapping my arms around her, I held her tightly. This was the first time our sex was almost tender, almost lovemaking rather than just a quick, hot fuck. And I didn’t want to let it fade before I got to enjoy it.

A knock on the window made us both jump. The windows were fogged up from our fuck sesh that we could only make out the muted glow of a flashlight on the other side. Still, it didn’t take a genius to guess who was actually holding the flashlight.

“Fuck!” Sienna threw herself into the passenger seat, snatching her pants from the floor. I noticed she didn’t bother grabbing her panties in her rush.

As soon as she was dressed, sans boots, I rolled down the window, putting on my most charming smile. “Good evening, officer.”

The cop’s light blared in our eyes, forcing us to squint and look away before he switched it off. He studied us for a moment, eyes flicking over the fogged glass before coming back to me. “License?”

“Is that really necessary? My wife is very tired, officer, and we’d like to go home.”

He smirked. “Doesn’t really seem like you’re in that big of a rush to get there. If you don’t want to hand over your license, then please, step out of the car.”

Beside me, Sienna went beat red, adding to the already post-orgasm flush she had going on. “Just give him your license, Dante.”

It took me a second to realize what she was hinting at. Oh. Right. I sighed, fishing out my wallet before handing over the thin plastic card. “Happy?”

The cop’s eyes narrowed before going wide. “Uh, sorry, sir. I didn’t recognize you in the dark.”


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