me once more before stopping her. Just kill me now. How was I supposed to do the right thing when every inch of me burned to claim her?
Focus.
One thing was clear. She needed relief. Maybe then she’d return to normal. “I want your name after this,” I murmured as I glanced down at the damp curls between her legs. A storm brewed inside me. So fucking close. All I had to do was align our bodies and drive home. Perspiration dripped down my chin, and I swallowed. Her long, delicate fingers wrapped around my cock again. “Dear God,” I threw my head back and moaned before pulling her hand away.
She was still straddling me, so I said, “Here. Up on your knees. Let me take care of you.” My voice came out raspy. Goose bumps broke out over my flesh as she buried her nose against my neck and kissed me softly. When she didn’t stop, I pushed her away gently. Her back hit the horn, and it blared. Shit! I needed to take her to the backseat. Pulling her off of steering wheel, I noticed how the noise had no effect on her.
Where are you, Princess? And how do I get you back to normal? Maybe if I played with this beautiful pussy…
A white fog clogged my mind when she bucked against me. Her drenched pussy stroked across the top of my cock. I gripped her hips harshly and hissed. Not this position. The more she tried to have her way with me, the stronger I wanted to resist. I wanted my soulmate to answer me when I took her body. She’d know it was me that claimed her.
With a growl, I slung open the driver’s side and carried her to the back door. Opening it, I pushed her down until she was sprawled out across the seat. Climbing above her, I shut the door. As soon as I caressed her clit, she cried out instantly. Taking her hand, I brought it to my aching cock. “If you don’t touch me too, I might die,” my voice was barely audible as she grasped me tightly. Her stroking had me bucking into her hand. Dragging my fingers down her pussy lips, I delved two fingers into her tight honey and her body bowed. Her climax was instant.
Damn it all to hell!
Her hold on my dick slackened as she rode her release. Her inner walls still spasmed around my digits even as her back dropped to the seat once more. The deep sense of urgency clinging to my soul hadn’t lifted, though. My connection with her was powerful. I wondered if I’d always feel her emotions and needs so deeply.
Her hair moved like a dark waterfall. With her head tilted back, she took her desire as I finger-fucked her. Her shirt wiggled up and revealed creamy smooth skin. Honestly, she was too much to look at.
With an exhale, I buried my face against her shirt, between her tits. I couldn’t stop shaking. The tip of my cock felt engorged. Need her… Placing my palm over hers, I urged her to stroke me. She didn’t need any more guidance. One tight squeeze and the roll of her wrist, I shattered. Cum jetted out and hit her stomach as waves of pleasure crashed over me. Shudders wracked me as I came down from the orgasm. Satisfaction was swallowed up by my guilt. Something so wrong shouldn’t have felt so right. I knew she wasn’t normal…
My dick hardened again. My woman needed more. Raising my head, I glanced around the parking lot. Not wanting anyone to see her on my lap, I realized I had to get us out of there. Withdrawing my fingers from her pussy, I said, “We can’t stay here.”
I wasn’t surprised when she didn’t respond. But my eyes widened when her fingers slid across my cum on her. I swallowed. What was she doing? I groaned when she sank her digits inside her pussy. Instantly, her body shuddered so much I saw the flex in her abdomen. My mate cried out as she came, then rested a moment, panting. Holy shit. Did she just— How did my sperm cause an orgasm?
Possessiveness clamped around my heart. I traced her face, her hair, and every inch of her beauty with my gaze. How are you so perfect? I wanted to ask her.
We stayed like that for several minutes with me absently running my fingers through her hair while she rested. When her