Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 69927 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69927 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
That didn’t make me feel better.
Which I told him.
“You do realize, correct, that you and Tide are twins? That means that she finds you just as attractive as she finds him.” I paused. “But that’s not what’s relevant here. What’s relevant is she cornered me, made me uncomfortable, and you defended her while keeping your arm around her shoulders.”
His hand flattened out on that small area that my jeans didn’t quite conceal with their high-waisted selves.
I immediately tried to redirect his hand, which only caused him to move his hand right back.
I growled. “Don’t touch me there.”
He tightened his hold on me, making me shiver.
“Why?” he asked. “What if I want to touch you there? What if I want to touch you everywhere?”
I gritted my teeth. “It makes me uncomfortable.”
His hand moved underneath my t-shirt until he could reach the top button, then he yanked.
But, since this particular pair of jeans were button fly, when he yanked, the buttons fell in quick progression, leaving them gaping open.
“Price!” I hissed, starting to squirm.
Price, instead of understanding the gravity of the situation—i.e., me being fucking pissed about, well, everything—he completely misread the situation and smiled.
Or, maybe he didn’t misread anything. Maybe he knew…
His hands slipped into my pants, and at first, I froze, unsure what to do or say.
First, I didn’t want to bring attention to myself. Mostly because we were not only right in front of the front doors that led to his business, but right in the middle of town.
And second, if I told him that what he was doing was bad, then I’d be a liar. What he was doing definitely wasn’t bad.
In fact, when his fingers found my clit, I jolted, no longer remembering anything of what I should do or say, or why I was mad.
In fact, my struggles stopped almost completely.
“Hey, boss man,” I heard said loudly from somewhere behind us. “You’re in the cage today?”
With Price’s big body practically blocking the entirety of mine, save for my feet, there was no way that the man behind us could tell what Price was doing to me.
Price slipped his fingers backward and sank his finger inside of me deep, causing me to go up on my tiptoes in reaction.
At the same time, he bit down lightly on my neck, then practically used those two anchor points to direct me exactly where he wanted me. Which was about a foot and a half to the left.
All the while he did this, he was reaching for the passenger side door handle with one hand and looking over his shoulder.
“Hey, Brody,” Price said, sounding completely unaffected. “Going to pick my girl’s old man up at the airport. Can’t fit him and both of us on the bike.”
This Brody character chuckled. “Have fun. First nice day we’ve had in what feels like forever, and you’re stuck.”
The door was open, then I was abruptly moved until I was bending over the passenger side seat. Or, more accurately, my face was in the seat, my chest was against the side of the seat, and Price was pumping his fingers into me.
I gasped at the suddenness of it all, my pussy practically spasming around his fingers.
“Price,” I gasped, wondering who else would come up and see us.
Obviously, Price didn’t give a fuck.
Because, shortly after he had his fingers inside of me, I heard the distinct sound of a zipper going down.
“Price!” I cried out. “We’re in broad daylight!”
Yet none of it mattered. I didn’t stop pushing back against his invading fingers.
I didn’t stop him from lining his cock up with my pussy.
I didn’t tell him no when he started to push inside.
What did I do?
Stand there and take it like a good girl.
And take it I did.
My eyes closed, and though I felt the heat of the sun on my bare back where my jeans were pulled down just low enough to expose my ass to him, I could do nothing but relish in the feeling.
I moaned out something unintelligible when things inside of me started to tighten.
And when I exploded?
There was no doubt what we were doing.
Price didn’t bother to hide my cry.
I didn’t bother to bury my face in the seat to hide or smother it.
Nope.
I just let it all hang out.
And when I finally finished, when my knees were so weak that Price’s cock inside me was the only thing rooting me in place, I couldn’t stop the flush of embarrassment that rocketed through me.
“That’s…”
“So fuckin’ good,” he finished for me when I couldn’t find the words.
He pulled out of me, and I felt the wetness instantly start to leak down my legs.
He caught it with his fingers, drug it back up the length of my thigh, and then shoved his fingers back inside of me.
Since I was in the process of straightening, I wasn’t quite expecting the move.