Kammie

My hands sank into his hair as I whined at the coppery taste of blood beading onto my lips. He groaned as he licked it off - and f++k, the low, primal sound was enough to turn me on.

"F++k," I whimpered, completely lost in the sensation.

He thrust his tongue into my mouth,and my breath came uneven.

"We shouldn't..." I tried to speak, but I couldn't manage to finish that thought through his insistent kisses. My head spun as he continued to ravish my mouth hard, hungrily stealing my breath away, his tongue sliding into my mouth.

A shaky breath left me, completely under his spell, as his hands roamed all over my body with a heat that ignited a desperate need within me. A need that had nothing to do with fear and everything to do with pleasure. His large hand cupped my breast and squeezed it firmly, while the other glided down my waist, gripping my ass as he ground his hard, lengthy cock against me.

"F++k..." A broken sound left my lips

Oh God, that felt so good. Why did it feel so damn good?

"It's just another couple having sex in a car, Romeo... It's not him," the voice outside murmured, sounding amused as he flashed the light through the slightly open window, the light landing on his backside.

He didn't stop. His hands grabbed my ass, pressing his gun on my lower back.

A quiet gasp slipped out before I could stop it

"Shit... get a room, you two..." The voice outside murmured before striding off with a chuckle.

Breaking the kiss, he trailed his hot mouth along my cheek and whispered, "You feel damn good, sweetheart."

I squirmed in his arms when he did something wicked with his tongue at the shell of my ear. My thoughts shattered.

His mouth moved to the zip at the back of my dress, deftly unzipping it downwards as he pushed it down my chest, leaving me in my bra. The material slid down my legs easily, and he slapped the inside of my thigh just as he bit down on the tendon of my neck. I jolted in his arms, my legs automatically parting for him.

"That's a good girl." He cupped me through my panties and - Jesus Christ - I cried out, throwing my head back as he rubbed the heel of his palm on my clit, creating a delicious friction.

A maddening need coiled deep inside me, and I started grinding against his hand.

"More," I pleaded, my voice shaking, unable to control myself.

"As you wish." He dragged the flat of his tongue over my hammering pulse point as he shifted my panties, bunching them between my folds.

"Look at you," he praised. "Soaking for a stranger." His husky voice shot straight to my clit, and I whined as I pushed my hips into his hand.

"It's only fair since you used me to save your life." The words came out as a breathless plea, my body betraying me with its response to his touch.

He chuckled deeply, and I whined again, hating that he was still so in control when I didn't even trust myself to speak properly.

"Then maybe I should return the favour, little cub."

Suddenly, he pushed away from me, but before I could protest, he dragged my panties down, sliding the wet fabric down my weak legs.

"Place your hands on the window," he commanded, but he didn't wait for me to follow through. Instead, he grabbed my hands himself and slapped them up above my head on the glass window.

"Keep them there." There was a note of warning in his voice that sent a thrill of fear through me, and I nodded frantically, not trusting my voice.

"Good. Now, let's see what we have here..." He unhooked my bra with expert ease and flung it somewhere behind us. I halted his hand mid-air as my bare breasts, which had just broken free, were brushed by the cold air, causing my nipples to harden.

For a second, all I could see was the lust steaming from both of us, but then guilt crawled in - sharp and unsettling.

My chest tightened

Ronan.

The name hit like a crack in the cold glass

What the hell was I doing?

I was cheating on my boyfriend, madly lost in another man's arms.

Naked.

I stopped his hand in mid-air from touching my already bare breast as the cold air brushed by, my tits hardening.

He grunted, his gaze moving back to mine. "Why stop now? The fun hasn't even started yet, darling..."

My lips parted slightly with a rough breath. "I can't... we can't... I..."

"You have someone," he added, not a question.

His hand stilled for a second just a second before tightening again like he hadn't meant to pause at all.

My silence answered anyway.

Something shifted in his expression. Not from surprise but amusement.

Another shiver passed through me. How did he know what I was thinking? Before I could voice the question, he plastered his large body against mine, pressing me into the glass window.

My grip tightened then faltered slowly.

This was the part of me I hated the most,the part that leaned closer to danger instead of away from it.

My breath hitched.

God... what was wrong with me?

I shivered as his gaze searched mine. He leaned into the space between us as his other hand traced down my cleavage, squeezing my nipples in his firm grip.

A gasp erupted from my lips before I could stop it.

"You don't get this shaken up over something you don't want, sweetheart.You keep saying no..."His breath brushed my ear."...but your body's not even trying to listen."

His lips moved to my earlobe, giving it a soft bite that sent a spark down my spine. "Tell me to stop me."His voice dropped, quieter now."Say it like you mean it."The last word came out rougher than before

His deep Russian tone sent a jolt of wetness pooling in my exposed p+++y. I could barely make out the meaning of his words, nor my hesitation to stop a second ago.

God, why can't I stop?

Why am I drawn to him like a magnet?

I shouldn't... but I can't seem to stop.

A helpless sound escaped me before I could swallow it down .

And that was all the answer he needed

His erection throbbed against my thigh, and f++k if I didn't push back against him, wanting it all, worries flying away.

"How responsive. It's like your tight little body was designed especially for me, princess, and I'll make sure-" His words cut off with a groan when I rolled my hips against his c++k.

"Little tease."

Smack.

The sound of his hand coming down hard on my a++ startled me more than the hit itself. I jumped, my hand instinctively reaching to soothe the spot. He didn't even give me any warning.

"Hands on the wall," he growled, and I hesitated. Then I did as he said.

"There. Just like that. Can you keep them there for me?" He caressed my ass softly. The tender touch and the praise both went straight to my head as I pressed against the glass.

"I... I can try..." I moaned, feeling intoxicated.

He hit my a++ again, but this time I was prepared. I sank into the sting as he caressed the hot spot, kneading it with his giant knuckles.

Slowly, the pain transformed into heat and spread through my body. My c++t clenched tightly around nothing, aching for something to fill it.

Another slap. More kneading.

And another.

And another.

Each spank sent me into a state of euphoria.

More... More...

"Look at you, baby girl, pushing your hips back into my strikes. You love it." He taunted, sending another spank.

F++k... That feels good.

"I... I'm just trying to be a good girl," I mindlessly responded. His hand tightened around my butt cheek, moving into the wet puddle of my p+++y. His finger slid into my soaked folds then out, soaking his fingers with my juices.

I whimpered softly, missing the feel of his hands down there.

"You're already soaking wet, baby." He licked the tip of his finger, a growl erupting from his lips. "You taste delicious, better than anything I've ever tasted... fucking perfect."

I shuddered in one breath, the sight making my p+++y throb even more.

He leaned closer, capturing my lips in his. The taste of myself coated my tongue as he hungrily devoured my mouth.

I moaned, fingers digging into his back as my legs moved, curling around his muscled waist. I kissed him back. Sensing I had given in, he gripped my hair with one hand, pressing me further with no escape.

My excitement grew as his left hand moved to his waist - presumably to take off his belt. I wiggled impatiently.

The sound of his belt sliding off made my heart race with anticipation. His mouth was still on mine, sucking my bottom lip.

His hands gripped mine on the glass, tightening something hard around them. As I tried to pull away, unaware of what he was doing, he pressed me into the glass window, my back arching, feeling his mouth tracing my collarbone.

He bit down on a spot. My head rolled backwards, hitting the window and making me see stars. My hair now covered my left eyebrow as he went downwards, taking one of my nipples between his teeth.

I moaned in response as he bit its soft surface and then his tongue grazed my boobs, sucking them.

"Ooh God..." I jerked in pleasure, my hands unable to move from the glass. It was then that I noticed my hands were tied with his belt, hooked on the car grab handle.

He did the same with the other. His hands slid down my thighs, finally settling on where I really wanted him the most.

"F++k..." I moaned. My hips bucked forward involuntarily, arching for him to continue.

"P.. please don't stop..." I stuttered, barely able to speak as his middle finger hovered near my opening and my hips automatically jerked.

He thrust a second finger in and I nearly burst, moaning heavily.

"You're so tight that you're milking my fingers, little cub." He curled them inside but not exactly where I ached for his touch, and my nails dug into the leather belt.

His fingers suddenly stopped when I was already close. I whimpered in frustration.

"Tell me, sweetheart, does that boyfriend of yours make you feel this good?" He said with a wolfish grin on his face, taking in the sight of my flustered face.

Honestly, not even close.

I chose to remain silent, ashamed, and something close to guilt making my chest tighten.

His hand flew to my a++ in an instant, another slap coursing through my skin and eliciting a cry of pain from my mouth. The sensation was addicting and soothing.

Blood ran down my injured forehead, falling on my cheeks.

"Speak, little cub. Does he worship your p+++y better than I do?" His tone carried darkness mixed with heat as it reached my ear. I felt his tongue trail down the blood on my cheeks, licking it off.

A shiver ran through me.

"Sweet..." He hummed in satisfaction.

"Does he?" He probed, landing another spank on my reddened a++.

I winced, arching all over.

"No... no... no, he doesn't, Sir," I stammered out.

"Sir..?" Another spank.

My brain hit an empty field.

"Y.. you do it better, Daddy..." I groaned, falling apart within his grip.

Kammie

"You learn really fast, princess. You deserve a reward." His lips moved into a smirk as his hands returned, sinking into the exact spot. I moaned, crashing into a scattered piece, every part of my soul melting into the farthest part of the galaxy. I could see nothing but the white blur of my vision, sending me outside of the world into the floating gravity up there.

A cry slipped out

"Please..."

"What?"

"Please..."

"You're going to have to be more specific with your begging. What do you want me to do?"

"F++k me." I choked out, barely recognizing my own voice.

And not just with your fingers.

As much as I loved the feeling of them inside me, I needed something more.

"You can barely take my fingers, and you want my c++k?" He thrust them at a fast pace that left me gasping. "You're such a greedy little bitch, Solnyshko."

I'm supposed to feel offended by that, but I'm not. Not one bit. If anything, it makes me wetter, until my arousal drenched his fingers.

"I can do that, too," he continued in that deep, sexy tone. "I'll f++k you good. F++k you hard. I'll f++kyou until your legs are perfectly ruined and your voice is strained from moaning too loudly. I'll f++k you till your pussy only drips for my c++k. You want that?"

I nodded several times, completely out of my mind from his dirty talk. I wanted to keep looking at him, to get lost in this moment and have no means of coming back, but it was hard to force my eyes open when intense pleasure was building in my lower stomach with frightening speed.

But then he withdrew his hands from my cunt. I growled impatiently, my nails digging into my palms. It still stung with pain, blood oozing out.

"So impatient..." he grinned, licking the juices off his fingertips.

I glared, losing my mind. He had just denied me an orgasm without thinking twice.

"Patience, cub," he brushed my jawline, lifting my face. "I have no plans for keeping you waiting, baby girl, but f++k, you look adorable when annoyed. So fucking cute."

F++k him.

An unexpected rush of heat pooled between my legs.

He removed my legs from his waist, lifting them upwards above my head into the air, leaving my bare p+++y on display in front of him.

My cheeks reddened as his gaze darkened on my wet p+++y soaking for him. Slowly, he darted away, gripping something next to him and positioning my legs in his hold, tying them up with my panties in his hands.

He pulled my legs upward, hooking my panties on the second grab handle in the car, giving the perfect view of my a++ in the air.

I breathed heavily.

His tongue traced his lower lip, lust in his eyes as he stared at my naked body.

Maintaining eye contact, he leaned down toward my c++t and flattened his tongue against my dripping opening.

I let out a choked moan. My hands struggled to be set free but the thick leather of his belt itching into my skin, reminded me how tied up I was. He dragged his tongue up my folds and flicked it against my clit.

"Ooh baby..." I gasped out of breath my back arching into the glass

This is wrong... but I didn't stop him.

Ronan's name flickered in my mind then vanished again.

Once.

Twice.

Thrice.

I went wild, my a++ grinding against the seat as I fought the urge to grip his hoodie. It was useless, my hands were tied. Hot liquid gushed from my pussy as I screamed, my body shaking violently while I came all over his face.

He growled into my soaked folds, licking up every drop. His tongue continued lapping inside me without pause.

"Ride my tongue like the desperate sl+t you are, little cub. Your boyfriend could never make you drip like this."He growls between my legs, his voice mocking driving me to the edge with his sinful tongue flickering into my slit matching every frantic buck of my hips.

I was too lost in pleasure to feel any shame.

"Mmmph-", A broken cry tore from my throat the word shaky and desperate.

He hummed sexily, biting my favorite spot, and I cried out insanely. Another wave of heat coiled tight in my stomach as he continued.

Suddenly, he halted to a stop, lifting his gaze now devoured by lust into mine.

"No, no, no. Please, I'm so close," I cried out, tears spilling down my cheeks.

"F++k, princess, you don't get to finish unless I let you. I need you to come on my c++k like a good little girl..." He trailed off, his hands taking off his pants. His c++k bounced out, hard and huge.

My eyes nearly popped out, hesitation sinking in.

"Stay still," he commanded, rubbing the inside of my thigh. Then the wide crown of his c++k kissed my c++t.

"Ohhhh." I moaned.

He positioned himself inside me, burying his thick length with one brutal thrust.

A scream ripped out of my throat at the immense pleasure. The force of his thrust sent me flying off the seat. He slammed his full length in next, sending me out of the planet.

He bit out a curse in Russian, and even that sent me spiraling higher and higher.

"Your pussy is strangling my c++k, Malyshka. You're so greedy for it."

I whimpered, dropping my head against the glass, wishing there was something I could hold on to. Anything.

"This is insane..." My words were so quiet I doubted he heard them. Hell, I could hardly even hear myself think.

Now that he was inside me, he rubbed my clit between his index finger and thumb just as he started thrusting his c++k in and out of me. Sensory overload.

Tiny spasms tore through my body.

"F++k your pussy is taking every inch of my cock so fucking well like a good little b++ch" he groaned his eyes staring at me with uncontrollable lust, slamming his c++k with wicked thrusts as my walls tightened around his c++k. "Look at you cheating on your boyfriend with a masked stranger's c++k buried in your p+++y. Such a sweet little thing begging to be ruined "

"I... you... this..." I tried to form coherent words, but they came out as a jumbled mess.

Then he shifted his hips until his c++k dragged against a secret spot inside me that sent my eyes rolling to the back of my head.

F++k, how is he so good at this?