Page 76 of Sin Bin Daddies
She obeys, her body shivering in my arms.
In the front seat, Asher adjusts the mirror, catching my gaze. “Let me see her.”
I slide my fingers beneath her dress, teasing, feeling the way her breath stutters.
Asher grins. “She’s perfect.”
I tighten my grip on Maddie’s thighs, feeling the way she trembles in my lap. My fingers brush higher, teasing just beneath the hem of her dress.
“Touch yourself,” I murmur against her ear.
She stiffens, breath hitching. “Ford?—”
“You can do that for us, can’t you, sweetheart?” Asher’s voice drips with amusement from the driver’s seat. His hazel eyes flick to the mirror, watching her reaction.
Maddie’s body hums with tension, her fingers twitching against her lap. I slide my hand further up, my knuckles brushing heat. She gasps, her thighs clenching.
“Come on, baby,” I coax. “Be good for us.”
She exhales shakily, then hesitantly trails her fingers between her thighs, parting herself. My blood runs hot as I feel the way she pulses under my touch, how wet she already is.
“Fuck,” Asher mutters, adjusting his grip on the wheel. “Look at her.”
I do. She’s sprawled against me, her head tilted back on my shoulder, her lips parted as she obeys, completely at our mercy.
“That’s it,” I praise, my voice low. “Now feed it to him.”
She whimpers, eyes wide as she turns her head toward me. “You want?—”
I drag my fingers along her thigh, urging her forward. “You know what I want.”
She swallows hard, then hesitantly lifts her hand, reaching toward the front seat.
Asher’s jaw flexes as he watches her through the mirror. When she touches her fingers to his lips, his eyes darken.
“Fuck,” he breathes.
Then he parts his lips and takes them in.
Maddie moans softly, her entire body arching against me.
I smirk against her ear, my fingers pressing deeper. “That’s our good girl.”
Asher growls low.
“Get us home. Now.”
I grip Maddie’s waist, dragging her closer as my mouth claims hers. She’s still breathless, her body pliant and eager as she melts into me.
I kiss her slow at first, letting her feel the weight of my control, the way I own her in this moment. Then I deepen it, my tongue sweeping inside, swallowing the little sounds she makes.
Asher’s driving, but his eyes flick to the mirror, dark and hungry. “If you two keep that up, I’m pulling over and fucking her on the hood.”
Maddie whimpers against my mouth, thighs clenching around my leg. “You’re not the only one thinking about it.”
We make it to the parking garage somehow, but the second Asher shifts into park, he turns in his seat and fists the front of her dress, yanking her toward him.
She gasps, but the sound is swallowed by his mouth crashing against hers. It’s not gentle. He kisses her deep and filthy, making her whimper as he tugs her closer.
