Page 112 of The Devastation You Reap
“I can’t wait to have you alone, Macie. I’ve spent all week imagining all the things I want to do to you.”
“Lee,” I moan, knowing that it’s completely mutual.
“Get in the car, Red, before we give those kids something to really look at.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“Do you really want to try me?” he asks, lifting a brow, a wicked smirk playing on his lips.
Part of me really wants to just to see what he’d do, but the other part doesn’t want to put on a show for those young girls.
“I think it’s time to continue.”
“As you wish, baby.”
I place a quick kiss to his lips before dragging myself out of his hold and slipping into the passenger seat.
“You’re a tease,” he mutters, joining me and ensuring I see him shift his erection in his pants.
“I just bought you an air freshener,” I say innocently.
“Yeah and it made me hard. What the fuck is wrong with me?”
“Three days without any action,” I point out knowing that the last time I touched him was Monday morning.
“Oh baby, trust me. My hand has seen plenty of action.”
“Well, lucky for you, you can give it the weekend off,” I deadpan as I hook his new accessory over his rearview mirror.
“Red, I’ve got plenty of ideas for what I can do with my hands, but trust me, they don’t end in my pleasure.”
“Jesus,” I mutter, my thighs clenching.
“You wet for me, baby?”
“That’s for me to kno-o-oh, Leon,” I squeal when his hand pushes under my skirt until his fingers skim the lace covering me.
“Open up for me, baby. I want to know how excited you are for the weekend.”
Hesitantly, I open my legs and gasp the second he runs his knuckles over my soaked panties.
“Oh, baby. You’re not making my situation any better.”
“Lee, you’re driving, you should be concentra—shit,” I gasp as he tucks a finger beneath the lace and dips it into my wetness.
“I’m more than capable of doing two things at once, baby.” His finger pushes inside me and I’m powerless but to part my legs further and slump down in the seat. “Good girl. When you come, I want to hear my name, Red.”
I nod, unable to speak as he finger fucks me faster.
“Leon,” I whimper, my release coming faster than I expected.
“Yes, baby. Squeeze my fingers tight.”
“Oh God.”
“Come, Red. Come all over my passenger seat.”
“Leon,” I cry as I do exactly as I’m told, wave after wave of mind numbing pleasure racing through me.
