Page 25 of Breeding Clinic

He watches the road, but flicks his eyes to me every once in a while. “Yeah, Kitty Kat? You okay?”

My thoughts are jumbled. I vacillate between telling him to never do something so dangerous again and begging him to do it again right now. It was better than I’d always imagined. “Did you like that?”

Liam reaches over and takes my hand. He strokes his thumb along the back of it, then pulls it over the seat divider and sets it on his erection. “You know I did. I like watching your face when you come. Smelling what arousal does to your scent. Hearing your breathy little pants when you try to keep it together, but can’t. If I thought we’d get away with it, I’d have pulled your panties down and bent you over right there.”

I’m still wet, still throbbing, and his nostrils flare as he drags in a deep breath. Scenting me. The vein in his neck bulges, Throbbing. His erection swells against my hand.

He’s really fucking into this. Into me. This attraction isn’t pity at all. And I like what I’ve seen of him too. He’s sweet,caring, goes after what he wants, and knows when to be pushy and when to back off.

He can play the alphahole. But can he take it too?

I take my hand off his trapped cock and reach for the button of his jeans. It’s hard to work the stiff material open one-handed, but eventually I get it. Carefully I slide the zipper down, making sure not to catch him. Liam isn’t wearing underwear.

The steering wheel creeks under his hands as I take his thick, heavy cock out and stroke him. My fingers make a ring around his base, teasing the extra skin that will form his knot. I drag my hand up, fanning them over his flared head. Tracing the uneven edge of his corona. Dip the edge of my thumb into his slit where fluid starts to bead.

His scent bursts into the cab as pre-cum pearls. Thick, heavy, woodsy musk.

“Do you like this?” I ask him, stroking him.

“I’d like anything you wanted to do to me.” His cock twitches in my hand. At a red light, he brakes and drags his eyes over me. “I wanna see your pretty tits.”

My heartbeat kicks up. My butterflies flutter faster. With my other hand, I pull the neckline of my sundress down. The top of this one is so tight now from pregnancy that I skipped wearing a bra today. My breasts are swollen and tender. I work the tight fabric down until my areolas and then my nipples are visible.

He groans like a wounded animal, then pulls his attention back to the road as the light turns green and traffic resumes. “That’s good.” His hips twitch, bucking his cock deeper into the jerking ring of my hand. “You’re so good at that, kitten.”

I like his praise. I like the way it makes me feel inside. Golden and warm. With one hand I work him, and with the other I play with my breast. Gently squeezing it. Stroking my nipple into a firm peak, then pinching it. My clit throbs. Mypussy clenches like they’re connected. My breasts have never been this sensitive before. I think I could orgasm from having them played with.

“Almost there,” he groans. I don’t know if he means that we’re almost at my house or he’s about to come. Maybe both. “Show me your perfect pussy. Take your panties off.”

I let go of him to follow his order. I drag the flared skirt of my sundress up and hook my thumbs in my panties, then pull them down and lift off the seat to get them over my butt. They twist around my thighs. I get them over my knees, then slip my legs out one by one. Once they’re off, I drop them on the floorboard.

He puts on his signal, then turns left, glancing down at me when he’s straightened out on the mostly empty street. I spread my thighs, hitching one leg up by putting my foot on the seat and spreading myself open.

“Oh, fuck. That’s a good girl. Play with your pussy. Make yourself feel good.”

I take him back in one hand and spread my folds with my other one. I touch him while I touch myself. Slicking my fingers through my cleft. Rubbing my clit and spreading my arousal around. Finding a steady rhythm as I jerk him too.

Pre-cum drips down my knuckles, and I use the fluid to make him slick. He pulls into my driveway and parks, blowing out a breath. A glance out the windows shows me that none of my neighbors are out tending their gardens or walking their dogs. They’re inside, out of this heat, or at work still.

“Come for me,” he demands. “I want to hear your pretty cries.”

He touches me. Slides his rough hand over my shoulder and the tiny strap of my dress. Palms my breast and touches it reverently. Toys with my nipple. I fidget in my seat, gripping hiscock tightly so I can focus on myself. It’s too much to manage all at once.

My hips grind my clit against my hand as I rub myself furiously. It’ll take a lot to come again so soon. I’m not in heat, and I’ve already come twice today. I whine as I chase the elusive high of another orgasm.

“That’s it, kitten.”

The pressure builds in my pelvis. Swells, pulling taut. I look down at my lewd, public display. The knowledge that at any moment the mailman could walk by and see this tips me over the edge. I come, walls spasming, core empty. I bite my lip, moaning. My cunt pulses, throbbing. Slick leaves me wet between the thighs.

“So fucking perfect.” Liam unbuckles my seatbelt, then threads his fingers in my hair and drags me closer. He pulls my face to his, crashing his mouth to mine. The kiss is possessive. Fierce.

His other hand drops down to cup mine, wrapped loosely around his cock, and he makes me stroke him. Our hands slide up and down his shaft while his tongue forces its way past my lips. He tastes every inch of me while he fucks my hand, hips rising to thrust into the tight ring of my fingers.

My hair loosens, my side ponytail falling, as he manhandles me. I like it. I enjoy knowing how desperate I’ve made him.

He moans into my mouth—and that does it for me. I love it when men moan. When they’re loud and whining.

I push at his shoulder and Liam pulls off me, his eyes unfocused as he looks at me, concerned. I twist on my seat, getting onto my knee. Angling over his lap. Getting settled. With my ass in the air, I bring the head of his cock to my lips.

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