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She was an angel, and I was ungodly. While I was holding her leg hooked over my arm, and she was coating my fingers with her juices, it donned on me what I was doing to her. Not only did I have the nerve – the audacity – to put my hands on her again, but we were out in the fucking open. My boss ordered me to protect her, make sure no asshole took advantage or disgraced her just like I was doing right now, but there was no way I could have stopped.
The animal inside of me took over with the same force that happened when I had a fuming gun in my hand. My entire life, I had tried to keep that beast inside, but times like this, it took over and washed all my sanity away. I was unhinged, possessed with the need to possess her.
“Hugo, baby!” she said, and I shushed her.
“Easy, someone might hear you.”
“I can’t help it. You make me want you so bad, Hugo.” To reward her good girl behavior, I stroked her pussy harder, and she moaned. “Enough of that. Fuck me,” she said in between two short breaths.
My brain was telling me I needed to fight my urge to comply with her wishes, that she deserved more than a quick fuck on the side of the road. She wasn’t a woman working the corner that I picked up after leaving the bar at three in the morning; she was Catherinelle. The sweet, precious, spoiled little sister of my friend and my boss, Catherinelle Nucci. I was trying to grasp onto that and step the fuck away from her, get back behind the steering wheel and drive her back to her house when she sank her nails into my shoulders and spoke with blue flames burning in her eyes.
“I don’t know what you’re doing to me, Monster, but I feel so empty right now. I want you so bad, it almost hurts. Make the pain go away, Hugo.”
There was no fucking way I could refuse her when she was calling for me with that mermaid song in her voice. Letting my instincts and hunger take over, I pulled her until her peach shaped ass was hanging off the edge of the seat, and unbuckled my pants with one hand, without pushing them down. I pulled the waistband of my boxers only low enough to free my cock, that was pointing in Catherinelle’s direction like a magnet next to a pile of metal. Without even thinking about it, I grabbed the base of my shaft and positioned myself at her entrance, penetrating her softness. In a second, we were one again.
The sensation was fucking incredible, and the frozen ice cube in my chest that was there since I left her bedroom, melted. Catherinelle let her head rest on the console, and I started moving while she filled the inside of the car with hypnotizing sounds.
I heard a car honking as it passed us, and I cursed under my breath. From the outside, it was obvious what I was doing. Even if they couldn’t see Cat, someone could still read my movements and maybe spot the slender ankle resting on my hip. She must have felt the way I tensed at the realization of what I was putting her through because right after, I heard her speak:
“Let them know, I don’t care, Hugo. It’s just me and you. No one else matters.”
Fuck. In that moment in time, she was right: no one – nothing – mattered. It was me and her, burning with fucking devastating intensity. No duty, no friends, no family, no obligations. Us.
I felt the orgasm building inside me, and a drop of sweat slid down the side of my head in my effort to stop my cum from shooting too soon. With my thumb, I pressed on her clit and caressed it until it threw her over the edge, and she tightened around me like a dick trap. The next second, I was there with her too, spreading my seed on the inside of her thigh and howling like a hurting wolf.
“Oh, my God,” she whispered with bemused and vivid eyes that were darker than usual, almost cobalt, pinned to the car roof. “I think I heard the sky cracking.”
I wanted to laugh, but my throat was too sore and dry from growling.
“Get in,” I urged her while pushing her legs inside the car and zipping myself up before jumping back into the driver’s seat.
The moment the door closed behind me, Catherinelle’s palm slammed into my chest. Fuck, I didn’t know where she got that force, but it stung.
“What the hell, woman?”
“Don’t call me woman,” she seethed. “And don’t treat me like that. You gave me that big speech about how you didn’t want to touch me, to not dishonor me,” she made air-quotes, “but this is the second time we have sex, and you freeze me out right after. That is degrading.”
“Catherinelle…”
“No, you know what, I don’t even care. First, you turn your back on me like I insulted your mother, then you try to mark the shit out of me, only to talk to me like shit the next second.”
I shook my head and started driving before putting one hand on her knee.
“I just wanted to take you out of the view of the people driving by, Cat. I can’t…I don’t know how to talk gentle.”
She looked at my hand resting on her leg and then at me. The anger on her face started to dissipate like the morning mist when the sun hit.
“I don’t want you to, but sometimes you’re just so dismissive. I know how you are, Hugo, but just because I let you in my bed, it doesn’t mean I’m one of those women who beg at your feet for scraps.”
At least we were on the same fucking page about that.
“I never said you were.”
“But you treat me like it, Hugo. You treat me like I’m one of the pairs of sisters you can call for a quick fuck and then send back to their corners.”
The mention of my past encounters didn’t sit well with me. Having two women in my bed was my kink for a long time, especially if they were sisters. It got my blood pumping and my dick rising, and it was a good fucking distraction from the forbidden fruit that was parading in front of me all day, every day. Catherinelle. Gino and the other men knew and I never cared or gave a fuck about what anyone thought, but now that Cat brought it up, I looked away. I didn’t know what shame was, but I was pretty fucking sure it was what I was feeling right now.
