He’d been admiring his handiwork when his gaze flew to mine. “That’s not going to work,” he whispered.
“Isn’t it?” My sore throat had my voice sounding husky.
I watched his jaw harden, and then he was lifting me and tossing me on the other side of the car as if his dick wasn’t making an obscene bulge in the front of his pants. Chest heaving, I licked my lips. “Vaughn—”
He was already turning toward the door. “Put your clothes back on and get out of the car.”
“Vaughn!” Hearing my plea in his name, he glanced over his shoulder. The moment our gazes connected, he swore.
“Fucking spoiled brat.” Hand moving to his belt, he unbuckled it before shoving his pants down his thighs and freeing his cock. “Get over here.”
Eagerly, I climbed onto his lap. I didn’t even think about the fact that he wore no condom as I slowly lowered myself onto him. I paused midway, my lips parting as I panted. I’d forgotten how unforgiving he filled me in this position. I started moving up and down, only taking what I could handle and ignoring the fact that I needed more when I felt his hands close around my hips. I only had a moment to brace before he shoved inside of me with a growl, opening me all the way for him. Still needing to punish me, he didn’t give me time to get used to him.
For a while, there was nothing but the wet sound of him plunging in and out me, the sound of our skin slapping, and my pained cries.
My ass was on fucking fire.
Every time he forced me down, my skin smarted.
“It hurts,” I whined.
“Mm-hmm, I know,” he purred. “You stop, I stop.”
I shook my head at his warning because it was the last thing I wanted. So like a big girl, I endured. I ignored the feel of my abused ass hitting his thighs for the pleasure of his pierced cock filling me over and over. The moment I felt my nipples leaking, Vaughn was there, gorging himself on more than just my pussy. It was the best fucking feeling in the world, even when my nipples became sore. Everything hurt at this point, but it was a beautiful sort of pain. One I’d endure over and over just to feel Vaughn all over.
“I’m going to come,” he announced, and it took me a moment to recognize the warning. He wasn’t protected, and neither was I. “Fuck, I’m close. Tyra…”
This time, it was my turn to shut him up as I crushed my lips against his and continued to bounce on his cock. My little car was rocking, giving no doubt to what we were doing to anyone who passed. I didn’t care about that, either.
“Come inside of me.” I squeezed my walls around him with the command. Maybe I did have a head injury after all. “Come right now. I want to feel you leaking on my thighs while we wait to see the doctor. Please, Vaughn, I need it.”
His only response was a grunt, and then I felt the splash of his warm cum. Completely spent, Vaughn laid his head back on the seat while I gripped his shoulder with one hand, his knee with the other, and rode him like I was a jockey and he the prized stallion.
When I came soon after, I could have sworn I saw the bursting stars behind my eyelids align.
Soulmate.
Sweating, out of breath, and legs feeling like they’d collapse any moment, I strutted off the stage the next night and headed for the locker room. The doctor had cleared me to return to work, much to Vaughn’s displeasure. I’d snuck out a few hours ago to avoid another argument like the one we had after we returned to the beach house. It was as if our time in the car had never happened. Luckily, we’d been smart enough to do it outside where River couldn’t hear his parents screaming at each other.
“Why do you even need to go back there?”
“Because I need money! Have you even thought about how much River’s hospital bill will be? Insurance will only cover so much.”
Storming over to the minivan, he removed an envelope from the glove compartment before damn near shoving it in my hands. I took my time opening it to piss him off before staring at what was clearly the bill for River’s stay in NICU. The number was even higher than I thought it would be