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“Oh God!” I whine, head falling back against the headrest. “Oh fuck. I’m so close.”
I don’t realize I’ve closed my eyes until I open them to see his commands.
“Do not cum.”
I whimper, fingers ignoring him as they take what my body is desperate for.
“Stop. Now.”
Wheezing, I jerk my hand back. A string of cream follows my fingers from where my pussy visibly contracts as if trying to latch on to the lost stimulation.
“Please. Please, I’m so close,” I beg.
“Show me your fingers,”he says instead.
I know he can see the tremor as I raise my hand to show him the glossy sheen coating my skin.
“Suck them like you sucked my cock after you squirted all over him.”
My cheeks blaze with heat at the memory of his cock not only fucking me in front of the whole party but hitting something inside that sent a jet of clear liquid gushing out of me and all down my quivering legs. He’d torn my body in two and I didn’t even know if I was standing anymore.
I was, but briefly before he shoved me clean onto my knees and grabbed my jaw, prying it open wide to shove his cock down my throat.
I took it. I wrapped him in my lips and tongue, and I sucked. I cleaned my release off his skin. I consumed every inch and matched his pounding hips driving deeper, bruising my face. His hold on my hair had tears springing to my eyes, ruining mymakeup, but I didn’t stop him, not even when he came, spraying the back of my throat with his thick, salty seed.
There’s no hint of him on my fingers as I follow the memory into reality. It’s just me coating my tongue and the words scrolling across my screen.
“Such a good cock sucker. You looked so good on your knees with my cum on your lips.”
“Please can I cum?” I practically sob.
“Get back on the road. Skirt up. Top down.”
It’s four hours of this.
Four hours of being told to pull over and show him my wet cunt. To flick my clit and fill my slit until I’m so close I can taste it only to be stopped. My frustration is at an all-time high. I can barely stand straight when I stop to get gas. The fact that the nozzle started to look appealing is testament to my level of desperation.
“What if I lose signal?” I ask him sharply. “Will you leave me like this for seven days?”
“Yes. You promised me your pussy, remember? I can do whatever the fuck I want to it. It’s mine. My toy to use and abuse. If I tell you not to touch her, do not touch her.”
Asshole!I want to snap at him, but I love this. I love the wait and want. I love his authority and the power he wields over me with just his words.
I will wait the seven days if he tells me to. I’ll be feral and ready to fuck the kitchen faucet by the end of it, but I’d wait.
True to my fears, I lose signal the deeper I rumble down a long, dirt road. The thicker the canopy of trees tightens around me, the less of civilization remains; even the radio dies at some point, plunging me into an all-encompassing silence you don’t get to experience in the city.
It’s not terrible. I grew up in the lush wilderness, enclosed from all sides by trees and mountains. I grew up barefoot, hair wild, running down uncharted paths for hours with Rhys.
But Pinecrest is still only twenty minutes away from the nearest town. We have full access to the radio, internet and electricity. We weren’t so cut off that existing was a challenge.
But seven days without a phone? That’s going to be an interesting week. It also reminded me that I didn’t text Mom to let her know I’d arrived.
Mom doesn’t hover. She’s not the kind of parent who insists she know where we are at all times but if we tell her we’ll text and don’t, she will worry, especially if she tries to reach me and gets a dead phone.
Crap. Hopefully, she’ll wait until morning before sending the swat team, or that Oz will remind her I’m going deep into the mountains and connection may be spotty. Oz can calm her down. He’s very good at that.
A set of high, arch gates distract me as the forest parts, and they sweep into view. Brass beams intertwine in an elegant pattern of vines and flowers. They open to a winding road paved in dazzling white framed by miles of lush, vibrant green. At the heart, nestled at the center of Eden stands a modern style cabin of dark wood and tinted glass. All around it, flowers bloom and sway in the light breeze.
