Page 113 of Pin-up Girl

“What if, indeed.”

“Why does that make me so wet?” She was as playful as she was sultry.

Fuck it. I could drive one-handed. I slipped a hand over her thigh, pushing up her skirt in the process, and brushed between her legs, along her slick pussy. Fuck, she felt good.

She let my touch linger for a moment, then clucked, and pulled my hand away. “No touching. You’re driving.” She licked my fingers clean and gave me back my hand.

I was so hard, I might bust a hole in my pants.

“I’ll just take care of myself.” Aubrey sighed again. “Tease my fingers along my puss. Slip them into me.” She let out a tiny gasp that had to be penetration. “Maybe linger a little while, to draw the moment out.” Her voice was breathy.

Fuck this. I jerked the car toward the upcoming exit, and down the off-ramp as fast as was safe. We were in the middle of nowhere, and it was easy to park on the other side of the overpass, out of sight of anyone. I shut off the engine and turned to Aubrey.

She squealed in surprise when I cupped her face between my hands and kissed her hard. “You can’t do that, Peach.” I let the threat roll into my reply.

“But I did do it.”

“Makes. Driving. Hard.” I punctuated each word with a kiss.

“That’s the point.” She showed no remorse.

Still devouring her mouth, I slid one hand to the back of her neck, to hold her captive. The other hand dropped between her legs, easily zeroing in on her heated core. I slipped my fingers inside her easily, dining on her soft gasp as much as her taste.

I fucked her for a few minutes with my fingers, until she was panting against my lips and grinding into my hand. When I slipped up to her clit, to circle and tease, her groans became punctuated and hard. Fast. Stuttered. Until she came hard, her scream echoing in the car and sounding incredible.

At the height of her climax, I slipped my touch in her again, to feel her clench around me. As she slowed to a stop, I lingered inside. “Unzip my slacks.”

Aubrey’s defiance was gone, replaced with a flushed, playful expression. She did as ordered.

“Take out my cock,” I said.

She licked her lips, and wrapped warm fingers around my shaft. Her touch on my hot skin made me jerk against her palm.

I withdrew my fingers from her, and wrapped my slick grip around my cock. A groan tore from my throat, as I stroked myself with her juices.

Aubrey twisted in her seat to kneel, and with her ass in the air, she wrapped her mouth around my cock. She sucked and licked, both my dick and my hand, while I jerked.

This felt so good. So fun. So right. The pleasure built in me quickly, and I came hard, spilling down her throat.

As she was licking me clean, I reached between her legs again.

Aubrey gasped against my softening erection when I found her still-swollen clit. She whimpered and squirmed against my touch, and I pressed in harder. She slipped quickly into panting, and pulled half-upright, so I could see the stunning expressions flash across her face.

She lingered on the edge of orgasm longer this time, hovering, biting her lip, making the most delicious noises. When she came, she dug her fingers into my arm and pulled my touch away from her as she gasped in pleasure.

There was no sound in the car except us trying to catch our breath. Traffic raced above our heads, and sunshine lit up the gold in her hair. She was so beautiful, kneeling next to me, breasts barely restrained and skirt hiding a bare ass.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” I didn’t realize I’d said that out loud until her blush grew deeper pink.

I pulled a few stray napkins from the glove compartment—I’d have to clean the entire rental out soon, but that thought could wait—and I cleaned her up as best as I could.

Aubrey dropped into her seat with a happy sight, and silence settled in again.

“Have you learned your lesson?” she asked.

“Yes? I was going to tell you anyway.”

She pouted. “And you let me go through all that?”

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