Page 34 of Ferocious Nightmare

Her happiness made me feel something, and that couldn’t happen. Not yet. I had to remain hard, or my father would destroy me and the people I loved.

I took her back to the car, forcing myself to be serious as I opened her door. I slammed it shut, just to make a point that this wasn't as big of a deal to me as it was to her, but when I climbed in my side, she was still grinning at me.

Like she was holding the whole world in her hands and I was in the center of it.

"Stop smiling so big," I grunted, turning the key that made the engine roar to life. "It was nothing."

"It wasn’t nothing," she disagreed, her smile stretching bigger, as though that were even possible. "You remembered, first of all, then paid extra to get me in early. Dr. Sandoval is booked months out, but you paid to get me at the front of the line."

"Tattletale," I groused as I sped out of the parking lot. I was going to have to have a little heart to heart with Dr. Spill Everything.

“In fact," Aster gave me a knowing look, "you paid so much, I'm beginning to think you actually care about me."

I was officially going to kill that eye doctor. After she performed the surgery. “I don't."

"For some reason, I don't think that's true, little prince," she leaned in.

"There's nothing little about this prince," I grunted, then stilled as she laid her hand on my thigh.

She leaned over and, glancing down, I noticed the sexy line of her collarbone. The curve of the muscle of her shoulder, the luscious curve of her tits.

"I think the big prince deserves a reward, don't you?" Her hand slid upward, cupping my junk, where it was already hard for her.

I had one day left. One fucking day.

"I'm driving." To be honest, I knew for a fact that I was fully capable of driving and receiving a blow job at the same time.

"So?" Her fingers went to my snap, and she yanked open my trousers, pulling out my engorged cock. She didn’t remember the date, did she? It had been days since she’d mentioned it.

I groaned at the feel of her wet mouth over my dick and gave in. Leaning back, I tried to keep my eyes on the road and not on her red hair splayed over my lap.

And failed.

She was too goddamn beautiful.

I ran my fingers through it, loving the feel of my clenched fingers through the wild waves. I fisted it tight, giving in to the sensation that I’d had earlier, as she moved up and down my cock, pulling on it like a goddamn vacuum.

Drivers began speeding by us, laying on their horns as I found myself completely unable to focus. All I cared about was her mouth on my cock.

Unable to stop myself, I reached over, sliding her dress up to reveal the cutest pair of orange and purple flowered panties.

"Rub your clit," I commanded.

"No," she breathed around my dick.

"Aster.” Goddamn. Just one fucking day.

“Touch me Coulter.”

“I need you to touch yourself.”

“Not happening,” she responded, then sunk full on my dick until it hit the back of her throat. The sound of her choking on my cock only made me harder, and I completely forgot that we were in the middle of the road on a busy Vegas street.

We could crash into the MGM for all I cared.

Unable to hold back any longer, I gave in, sliding my finger under her panties, finding her clit. I had no control when it came to her.

She moaned, opening her legs wider, and the sound and feel of her drove me crazy. Arching my wrist awkwardly, I pumped two fingers inside her, grinding my thumb against her clit at the same time.

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