Page 62 of Sinful Secrets

His fingers move through my lower lips, my arousal coating them as he thrusts them inside my pussy.

He slowly teases me until we get stopped for another red light, then he fucks me with no inhibitions or cares as to who may see.

I throw my head back and give in to this very public act.

His fingers pump in and out of me with only one mission in mind- make me orgasm. My walls clamp down, keeping his fingers trapped inside my warmth as mini explosions detonate inside me.

I squeeze my eyes closed, reveling in every ounce of pleasure as I can. I barely register the car moving.

Opening my eyes, I’m met with his much darker and hungrier ones.

“Spencer, I need you inside of me.”

He groans as he turns back toward the road. “We’re only a few minutes from your dorm.”

“But I need you now.”

He removes his fingers from my pussy and offers them to me. I suck his fingers into my mouth, tasting myself on him when an idea pops into my head.

“Turn left at the next light and take an immediate right. Then follow the road for like a quarter of a mile.”

Spencer turns at the light and pulls into our destination. He looks over at me in disbelief. “A cemetery? Isn’t that kind of morbid?”

“No one comes here at night, so we’ll have complete privacy. Besides, they won’t mind.”

“They? As in the dead, won’t mind?” His chuckle is mixed with shock.

“Are you saying this makes you uncomfortable? The guy that can threaten people and deal drugs while being in the mafia. I don’t believe this.”

“What if we get caught?”

I let out a soft laugh. “We’re only going to get caught if you don’t drive further into the cemetery. Trust me, I’ll be quick.”

He doesn’t move. He stares at me as if I completely lost my mind.

Maybe I have. I’m horny and needy. And I’ll start things with or without his help.

I dip my hand inside my panties, slowly sliding my fingers over my tight nub. I lean my head back and close my eyes as my fingers delve deeper.

Reaching up with my other hand, I caress my breast, scraping my nail across my nipple. I let out a moan as my nipples harden and my hips undulate on their own.

“Fuck, Savannah.”

I crack open my eyes and turn my head toward him. “That’s the plan, but it would be easier with your cock inside me. Please? I’ll even do all the work.”

I’m not above begging, especially if it works.

He glances around before driving deeper into the cemetery. He parks off to the side and turns the car off.

“Smart thinking.”

I climb across the center console and position myself over his lap. I swiftly undo his pants and free his cock before sliding the condom on and easing myself down his shaft.

“Oh, fuck.” I moan as he fills me completely.

His hands grip my hips and lift me up before slamming me back down on his cock. My fingers find my clit, bringing me closer to cloud nine.

Of course, he’d be the one to take control. He always wants to be in control, but who am I to complain?

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