Page 14 of The Hand that Frays

I grip him in my hand as I tug backward and slide forward, all the while moving my hand in front of my pussy.

“That’s so good. So fucking good, don’t stop, stupid girl.”

I can’t. I’m going to come so hard that I might crash us. I don’t know if he’s got us on the road anymore, but I know we’re going at a snail’s pace down the highway as I feel my orgasm priming my body.

My nipples pebble beneath my dress, and I arch backward, letting my hair fall over my back.

My pace increases as I feel so good that I can’t think about anything but coming.

I know the orgasm is going to be overwhelming, and for a split second, I worry I shouldn’t have done this while we were driving.

“Goddamnit, stupid girl, don’t you fucking stop!”

“Neo. Oh, shi—” I come the moment I feel the car leave the pavement and bump along the side of the road, our shocks not absorbing impacts beneath us as Neo shouts my name and thrusts up as he comes.

Fuck!" he breathes, shoving me off him and getting back onto the road smoothly. He looks in the rearview mirror to see if we gained any unwanted attention, hiscock sticking out of his pants and leaking cum. I grin, chewing my bottom lip as I feel his hot cum seep from my pussy.

“Satisfied, stupid wife?” he asks, grinning at me as he stuffs himself back in his ruined slacks.

I shake my head. “Never. But it’ll bide.”

He motions for me to come to him, and I lean over the middle console as I do as I’m told.

He retakes my lips, disregarding the road as he swerves and a car honks at him.

He pays them no mind as he pulls back and looks into my eyes.

It’s a look that tells me all he can’t, and I kiss the tip of his nose.

“I love you, too.”

I sit back down, feeling his cum leak from me and into the wedding dress I married him in over an hour ago as I smile and watch the signs flick by on the interstate.

“Are we going to the airport? We can’t fly,” I tell him, my nerves perking up at the signs for the airport that Neo exits beside.

“We can fly, and we will. How will we get to London otherwise?”

Part of me has faith he has a plan for us to board a plane, but the other part of me wonders if he plans to kill everyone and abscond with a plane.

Either way, I settle back into my seat and keep silent.

I’d follow Neo Wade over a fucking cliff, so who am I to question where we’re going next?

Because I know, at the very least, I’m going.

Two hours and a change of clothesd later, we’re through security and waiting to board the next red-eye to Heathrow Airport in London, England.

I entwine my hand with Neo’s as he settles in for the wait.

“Ready for our honeymoon, stupid love?”

I nod.

If our honeymoon is anything like our life together so far, it’s going to be a wild fucking ride.

And it’s going to be bloody.

This stupid girl is ready.

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