Page 95 of Stutter

She pulls it out and stabs me in the thigh with it.

“Oh my god!” she screams. “It’s been used!”

“You stupid bitch,” oh fuck. My heart rate is up, too high, I can feel it pounding in my temples. “Get the other one, it’s in my desk upstairs!” I gurgle out. I watch her blurry dress and heels glitter in the dim light as she runs out of sight, but the bile is rising, and my throat is closing, my fingers are too fat to loosen my tie more.

There it is.

I choke on my bile, trying to gulp it back down, but my throat’s closed off, feeling it drip out of my nose, my brain feels like it’s imploding, melting, heat everywhere. I’m burning.

Dying.

Glittering white heels come into a blurred focus.

Thank God.

They nudge at me.

“Honey?”

But instead of helping, Clarissa squats down, tilts her head to the side, a fuzzy smile spreads across her face. And it all fades to black.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Jonas.

“Baby, holy shit, wait baby. Oh, fuck you’re gonna make me come and my pants aren’t even off yet. Oh, fuck it. Find it, baby, God yes, put those pretty titties in my face. Fuck.Fuck.”

God she smells so fucking good. One hand is on the headrest behind me, the other holding onto the back of my head pushing me to suck her gorgeous pink nipples while I hold her hips. The silk under my fingertips nowhere near the softness of her skin. She’s dry humping the fuck out of me, the taste of wine still on her tongue, and I’m so fucking dizzy. My dick is so fucking hard under her and every time she slips right over the head of my dick, so much pressure I’m close to coming. I try to think of anything but the heat of her pussy through my slacks – like the conversation she had with Sabrina that I may or may not have eavesdropped on accidentally when I was packing up our shit.

“Jonas.” She moans my name when I bite on her nipple, so I do it again.

“Baby, please, I want to fuck you. I want to feel you choke my dick. I want you to feel me come for you.” I groan. I’m amazed Maverick or Damon haven’t said anything since they’re both sitting up front but I’d tell them to shut the fuck up anyway. God my baby is frantic. I know killing doesn’t exhilarate her. I knowshe’s merely celebrating this is all over now. “Raven baby…” I use the voice she can’t resist.

She slows down, her face flushed and so cute.

“Who gave her the extra glass of wine?” Damon asks. “She can only have one with her meds.”

I keep sucking Raven’s nipples, getting them super slippery with my spit, while I reach between us, going through the folds her dress created, pleased to find her wet and naked underneath.

“Baby… you’re not wearing panties? If I would have known you needed my dick this bad I would’ve fucked you at the party.” I pull the zipper of my trousers down and tug out my cock, helping her settle over me and we both groan when I feel how hot and wet she is, slipping inside so fucking easily because of it. My eyes cross but I sit back on the seat, slouching a little so she can ride me better. “That’s my girl. My sick little slut couldn’t even wait to get to the cabin, could you, baby?”

She shakes her head, putting her hands on my chest and then up to my throat. “Need you.”

I pinch her nipples roughly, twisting them but deciding to let her take the reins tonight, watching her use me. “Take it, baby. Fuck my cock like you own it. Play with your pretty little clit.” I groan when she reaches down and obeys and when she clenches around my length it takes everything in me not to buck up. But I want her to “use me, Raven. Fucking own my dick. It’s all yours baby. Take it. Fuck me harder, pretty girl.” My balls draw up and I practically whimper when her head falls back. So fucking pretty like this. I wish I could feel her hair brushing the skin of my thighs.

Her little gasps while she rises and falls, each bounce of her tits fucking heavenly. She moans my name, one hand coming to meet mine on her tits, pinching her nipple between her fingers. God, she should be wearing a tiara right now.

“My dick feel good baby?”

“Yes!” She cries out, squeezing around me.

“You want to me to come in your little cunt? Hmm? Is that what you need?”

She nods, pushing her titty up and sucking on her finger.

What a fucking goddess. She grinds harder, rubbing her clit faster whimpering with every rise and fall. I wish there was a mirror so I could watch her use me like this. I love watching her pussy stretch and grip my dick in every position, love watching her flesh recoil and bounce back to meet me over and over again. It drives me fucking crazy.

“Such a pretty girl. Come for me, baby. I’m so close. Kiss me.”

---