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I nod slowly.

“Now?” he asks.

I nod again.

It’s like another woman is occupying my body. A daring one.

His eyes hood, leaving only a sliver of blue peering at me.

I wouldn’t say I’m a pro at giving blowjobs. With my past two boyfriends, sex was an in and out thing. Most times, I was responsible for my own orgasms. Everything is so hedonistic with Levi. He knows my body better than I do. I want to pleasure him with my mouth the way he pleasures me with his.

But, hell, if he looks at me this way every time I step out of my comfort zone, I’m game to do it more often.

He drops a hand onto mine, pressing so hard against my palm it’s almost painful.

A small, bemused smile touches his lips as he gazes at me. “You filthy slut,” he grunts, tilting his hips ever so slightly.

Slut?!

I should be offended, not turned on.

I shouldn’t be grinding against my seat, my clit seeking relief.

“Pull my cock out,” he commands.

Okay.

I know I asked for it, but now, I’m not so sure.

“You don’t have the right to go shy on me, Jules. It’s so fucking sexy when you ask for what you want.”

Well, when he puts it like that.

I muster all the courage I have and do as I’m told.

My body vibrates with need when his thick erection is freed through the open fly of his boxer briefs. The tip is already leaking pre-cum.

“You got me all worked up. Take care of it,” he orders.

I don’t have time to register his words. He fists my hair and yanks my head down, putting my face in his lap. His hard cock is an inch from my face.

Oh. My. God.

Panic courses through me.

It’s after seven and the sun is still shining bright in the sky. “What if someone sees?” I ask.

“It’s only now it’s a consideration?” There’s an edge to his voice.

“Err… I guess so.”

There’s an art to being a bad girl. Obviously, I’m not there yet.

“We’re in the Range Rover, which means we’re elevated. Unless we’re flanked by transport trucks, your secret is safe with me,” he says.

I’m sure that was meant to comfort me, but the panic doesn’t subside.

Being bold is one thing. Public indecency is another.

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