her thighs, which were parted slightly, enough for me to reach the burning hot, silky mound. Her intoxicating scent fogged my head.
I slid two fingers inside her, slowly at first. Her groans intensified, while her hips wriggled. Then I pushed them into her faster, harder. Her excitement filled the car, and my balls were so tight. Fuck, I yearned to eat her, but the space didn’t permit it. I would soon enough.
“Come for me, babe. Come now.”
Her walls constricted around my fingers, tighter, but I never relented with the thrusting. She cried out with pleasure. Was that a faint growl? Hell, I loved it. Spasms shivered down her legs. When she grew silent and only her heavy breaths sounded, I withdrew my fingers, loving the glisten coating them. She was beyond hot, and I doubted I’d ever be able to stop fucking her.
I pulled her jeans back up her thighs, and she climbed the rest of the way into the back seat. I adjusted my pants and cock, ready to release him and party.
“Hurry back here.” The adorable rumble of her laughter made me hornier. How was that even possible?
The moment I reached for the door, prepared to meet her in the back, car lights beamed from the tanning store’s driveway. Then a van appeared, and my insides curdled. It was white. Similar to the one on the video from the zoo.
Daciana’s head popped forward between the seats. “Oh shit. We have to follow them.”
A part of me died on the inside at the idea of not finishing what we’d started. Talk about cock blocking. Atrocious timing.
In the rearview mirror, I watched Daciana fix her bra, tucking away her gorgeous breasts and tugging her hoodie back on. I buckled into my seat as she climbed into the front, bumping my shoulder in the process. My initial reaction was to take hold of her, kiss her, and start all over.
Instead, I edged the car onto the road and sped up behind the van, which had already turned right at the end of the street.
“Well, that was unfortunate.” Daciana offered me a smile, and beneath the streetlights we passed, her cheeks blushed. Just the memory of her screaming with pleasure had me so hard, I thought my pants might pop at the seams.
I took her hand and kissed it before placing it on my thigh. “Sorry, I got carried away.”
When I glanced across to Daciana, the expression in her eyes was adorable … Soft, sexy, and somehow innocent all rolled up together. “Don’t be. I wanted this to happen. I want us to happen outside your work.” She reached up and placed a hand on my arm. Her touch was on fire. “If you’re interested.”
Was I ready to move on? It had been months since I split from Michaela, but there were many days where the wounds still felt fresh and raw, the pain real. I sighed. “Look, my life, it’s kind of messed up right now. I want us to spend time together, but I had a bad breakup recently and need to know this isn’t me rebounding. That wouldn’t be fair to you.”
“What are you saying?”
“I’m not sure. Maybe I want to take it extra slow, become friends, trust each other first.”
“Oh.” And then she drew her hand away, falling silent for the rest of the trip.
My chest splintered at pushing her from me, but until I signed the divorce papers, I wouldn’t drag Daciana into my life. If she and I were to give this a real shot, then I intended to start fresh and be open about everything. But, obviously, I had no control, or I would have stuck to that plan from the beginning.
After half an hour, the van turned onto a one-way street—straight into the woods. The same road I’d used to visit the institute.
“He’s going to hunt more animals.” Her voice was soft and stoic.
I didn’t say a word, but pulled back, cut the lights, and parked at the end of the adjacent street, not turning in yet. The van floored it toward the forest and, before long, drove over the curb and into the open entrance. With no cars nearby, I swerved onto the street and followed the van, my
I slid two fingers inside her, slowly at first. Her groans intensified, while her hips wriggled. Then I pushed them into her faster, harder. Her excitement filled the car, and my balls were so tight. Fuck, I yearned to eat her, but the space didn’t permit it. I would soon enough.
“Come for me, babe. Come now.”
Her walls constricted around my fingers, tighter, but I never relented with the thrusting. She cried out with pleasure. Was that a faint growl? Hell, I loved it. Spasms shivered down her legs. When she grew silent and only her heavy breaths sounded, I withdrew my fingers, loving the glisten coating them. She was beyond hot, and I doubted I’d ever be able to stop fucking her.
I pulled her jeans back up her thighs, and she climbed the rest of the way into the back seat. I adjusted my pants and cock, ready to release him and party.
“Hurry back here.” The adorable rumble of her laughter made me hornier. How was that even possible?
The moment I reached for the door, prepared to meet her in the back, car lights beamed from the tanning store’s driveway. Then a van appeared, and my insides curdled. It was white. Similar to the one on the video from the zoo.
Daciana’s head popped forward between the seats. “Oh shit. We have to follow them.”
A part of me died on the inside at the idea of not finishing what we’d started. Talk about cock blocking. Atrocious timing.
In the rearview mirror, I watched Daciana fix her bra, tucking away her gorgeous breasts and tugging her hoodie back on. I buckled into my seat as she climbed into the front, bumping my shoulder in the process. My initial reaction was to take hold of her, kiss her, and start all over.
Instead, I edged the car onto the road and sped up behind the van, which had already turned right at the end of the street.
“Well, that was unfortunate.” Daciana offered me a smile, and beneath the streetlights we passed, her cheeks blushed. Just the memory of her screaming with pleasure had me so hard, I thought my pants might pop at the seams.
I took her hand and kissed it before placing it on my thigh. “Sorry, I got carried away.”
When I glanced across to Daciana, the expression in her eyes was adorable … Soft, sexy, and somehow innocent all rolled up together. “Don’t be. I wanted this to happen. I want us to happen outside your work.” She reached up and placed a hand on my arm. Her touch was on fire. “If you’re interested.”
Was I ready to move on? It had been months since I split from Michaela, but there were many days where the wounds still felt fresh and raw, the pain real. I sighed. “Look, my life, it’s kind of messed up right now. I want us to spend time together, but I had a bad breakup recently and need to know this isn’t me rebounding. That wouldn’t be fair to you.”
“What are you saying?”
“I’m not sure. Maybe I want to take it extra slow, become friends, trust each other first.”
“Oh.” And then she drew her hand away, falling silent for the rest of the trip.
My chest splintered at pushing her from me, but until I signed the divorce papers, I wouldn’t drag Daciana into my life. If she and I were to give this a real shot, then I intended to start fresh and be open about everything. But, obviously, I had no control, or I would have stuck to that plan from the beginning.
After half an hour, the van turned onto a one-way street—straight into the woods. The same road I’d used to visit the institute.
“He’s going to hunt more animals.” Her voice was soft and stoic.
I didn’t say a word, but pulled back, cut the lights, and parked at the end of the adjacent street, not turning in yet. The van floored it toward the forest and, before long, drove over the curb and into the open entrance. With no cars nearby, I swerved onto the street and followed the van, my
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