Page 41 of Perfect Harmony

“Gideon?” Her usual self-confidence haddisappeared, and she sounded nervous and unsure.

“Stay still, Gracie,” he said.

She trembled as he ran his hands up theoutside of her thighs under her dress. He moved his hands to the back of herthighs just below the swell of that delectable ass and she made a low moan ofneed when his fingers slipped to her inner thighs. Her legs widened automatically,and he groaned inwardly before sliding his hands down her inner thighs to herknees.

He stood and she hitched in a shaky breathas he said, “Turn around, Princess.”

She turned and stared at him. He loved howtall she was. It would be so easy to lift her dress, pull down her panties,and fuck her against the car. Just lift her to her tiptoes and a quick twistof his hips and he’d be inside of her.

His cock throbbed, and he clenched hishands into fists as she said, “What’s wrong?”

He was deliberately avoiding looking at herchest but Christ, a man only had so much willpower. He dropped her gaze to hertits.

“Fuck,” he muttered.

Her breasts were straining against the thinfabric of her dress. He could see the hard outline of her nipples against thecotton fabric and he was itching to suck on them through the material.

“Turn back around, Princess,” he orderedbefore he could succumb to his madness.

“Gideon, this is ridiculous.”

“Do what I say.”

He could see the desire fading in her eyesto be replaced by impatience as she swung around to face the car again. Hesmiled to himself. God, he had always loved her short temper.

“Don’t move,” he said and placed her handson the top of the car again. He reached down and rested his hands on herhips. She shuddered when he stroked the swell of her tummy.

“What are you do – oh, hell,” Grace moaned.

He cupped her breasts and leaned forwarduntil his dick was pressing hard against her ass. She arched her back, fillinghis hands with her warm flesh. He kneaded her heavy breasts before pinchingboth her nipples. She made a delightful moan that went straight to his cock.Fuck, could he be that lucky? Did Gracie like a little pain with her pleasure?

He took a quick look around as Gracierubbed her ass against his cock. The side street she’d parked on was quiet withno one outside on their porches or walking their dog. Still, it didn’t meanthat they weren’t watching.

But the car hid Gracie’s upper body. If anyonewas watching from inside their house, they’d see what looked like him doing aroutine stop and body check. Nothing more.

He wouldn’t be able to see Grace’s tits ortaste them, but he could at least touch them. Before his rational mind couldtell him to stop, he slid his hands into the bodice of Grace’s dress and cuppedboth her tits. Her skin was warm and silky smooth, and her reaction made himwant to lift the back of her dress, yank down her panties and slam his cockinto her pussy.

She cried out, her hands digging into the topof the car as her head fell back to rest on his shoulder. He pulled on herdiamond-hard nipples. She made another cry of pleasure and with regret coursingthrough him, he said, “Lift your head, Princess.”

“Gideon, please,” she moaned.

“Head up,” he said.

With effort, she lifted her head and staredacross the car with a glazed look of need as he rubbed and caressed herincredible breasts. He took another look around them and when he didn’t seeanyone, made a quick decision. He would regret it tomorrow, but right now, foronce he would take what he wanted.

“Distracted driving is a substantialticket, Princess,” he whispered into her ear.

“I – what?” she said.

He pressed his dick tight against her ass,smiling at her groan of need.

“Distracted driving gets you a ticket,” he said.“But I’m going to be nice to you.”

“Just a warning?” She ground her assagainst his dick.

“I’ll give you a choice,” he breathed intoher ear as his gaze roved the neighbourhood. “You can get a ticket for distracteddriving, or you can climb into the back of my car, take off your panties, andwatch as I eat out your pussy.”

She moaned, her ass grinding against himagain when he pinched her nipples. “Well, Princess? What will it be? Ticket orpussy eating?”

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