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“Where does that leave us?” she asks.
“Sydney Miller, do you want me to touch you?” I ask her, my voice dropping an octave as my hand moves up her thigh, higher and higher.
“I do, but not like this,” she shakes her head, her eyes closing as she whimpers when I reach the top.
“What do you mean by that?”
Her eyes meet mine, only lit up by the moonlight above us. Her face seems younger here. Like she’s seen less in this life. Experienced less. There’s something about that moonlight that invigorates us. That lets us live separate lives for just a few hours. Or maybe it’s not a separate life. Maybe it’s just simply a life we were promised by the sun but never got. Same, but different.
“I mean that I want you to take me home and have your way with me, Ronan Miller.”
I don’t waste a second. Putting the car in gear, I back up before peeling out onto the road, glad that we’re not that far away. I can feel my pants growing tighter and tighter the more I think about stripping that dress off her slender shoulders and sliding it down her body.
“Spread your legs,” I tell her suddenly, feeling impulsive for one of the first times in memory.
Her head swivels, a surprised look on her face. “What?”
“You heard me. Spread your legs.”
Hesitantly, she does as she’s told.
“Good girl,” I tell her, my fingers tightening around the wheel as I try to desperately show at least a little bit of restraint. “Now touch yourself.”
Sydney gasps, looking ahead. I’m speeding now, taking each turn recklessly. “Ronan, I don’t think this is a goo—”
“Do what I said,”
She does.
Bringing her hand between her thighs, she extends her middle finger out, dragging it up her center over her lacy underwear. Her head drops back as her breathing becomes shallow. I can still see her eyes on the road.
“Move the underwear over and touch yourself. I want your eyes on me, Princess.”
Casting one more nervous glance at the road as I turn a corner, her eyes land on me. I can feel them burning into my flesh as she looks up at me, her mouth open as she bites her lip.
“Does that feel good?” I ask her, feeling my restraint slipping away with every word.
“Yes,” is all she can say through a moan.
I speed up. “Do you wish that was me?”
“Fuck, of course I do.”
Without thinking, I take my right hand off the wheel, immediately placing it over her hand as I gently move it to her leg. Still keeping my eyes on the road, I run my fingers over her slick pussy, loving the way her back curves as she pushes into me.
“Patience,” I tell her simply, biting back a smile as I see her eyes narrow out of the corner of mine.
Licking my lip, I cup her sex in my hand, carefully, slowly inserting one finger as I palm her clit. Her breath catches, her head landing on the back of the seat as she looks up at the ceiling, her lips parted.
I turn wildly, the car drifting as I go. Her eyes snap open, looking outside.
“Did I tell you to take your eyes off me?” I bark.
“No,” she whispers, shifting her gaze back.
“Fucking look at you,” I smile, biting my lip. “Spread for me in my car, dripping on my fingers. Are you close to coming, Sydney?”
Her eyes squeeze closed as I feel her contract around me, and I add another finger for good measure, pumping them in and out in a circular motion. Her body moves up, pressing down into them as her breathing becomes more and more ragged.
