Fox Class?

SPECIAL CHAPTER

WRITER'S NOTE: hello everyone! errrrr.....i decided to put this as a special chapter since i don't know if i should put this as part of the story since i don't really want to write the rest of the story like this (as in, more that one character point of view) so hey! 

you now can read a very smutty chapter. i promise you there is more hot stuff being written, i just need to finish writing some very interesting scenes and try to wrap up the whole story to try to end it where i will be happy with it. don't worry the end is no where near this chapter which i believe is chapter 26. 

just putting it out there, i do no research before hand on anything mentioned in this story so i apologise for the inaccuracy and if you would like to correct me please feel free to leave a comment. also please leave comments wherever you want!

enjoy reading!

:) cehilmot

CONNOR:

"Hey wake up. Sun's up and you need to get to work."

"Five more minutes." I groan turning over onto my side, "I want five more minutes, please."

"Okay then, Connie. If you want five more minutes, then give me five minutes more of you. Connie."

"Hmmm. Ha!"

Driving is bad when you sleep rough the night before. To be fair I got what I wanted last night though. It wasn't big enough, but I still loved it. Feeling it deep within me. Hitting all my sensitive spots and making me tingle at his touch. Just thinking of it now turns me on. I love him and he loves me, but no one knows. Ro probably knows but keeps out of it. Nothing can get past her, it's crazy. Still, she's my bitch. My only bitch. My asshole still hurts. I never curse this much. Only to myself, never out loud unless I want it. I lowkey ship Vincent and Ro. They're so cute together. I wonder if they'd let me join 'em for sex. Or as I like to call it 'Fuck fest'. 'Cause why not.

How long does it take him to get out of the house? At this rate I could use another pounding from him. Finally, he shows face.

"Sorry, Con. Couldn't find it but got it now." He replies getting into the passenger seat.

"Yeah? How long did it take you to find your lingerie this time Ozzy?" I reply sarcastically, "You took ten minutes. In that time, we could've started and finished."

I start driving. Yes, Ozzy is the one and only Osiris Morrida, we all know. Half-animal and full human relationships aren't rare or against any rules, it's just uncommon. Whenever an animal and a human have kids, the offsprings, always occur in the same order, half animal kid then human kid. No recessive gene for the half animal in the human. That's just how it works. Sometimes the parents get divorced or commit suicide because of their children. Mainly because one of their kids is half animal. Scares the hell out of them for no reason and if there was one then, would anyone like to tell me?

We're heading to the Racehouse, but I decide to take a detour. Ro showed me this place. we were street racing and she drove down this way, probably because she wanted to give me and Ozzy a place of our own. I don't know. I drive down a quiet street until the road ends and a dirt track starts. This is where some moles live, but not anymore. I drive deep into the forest along the dirt road. I park in the left of the road and push Ozzy's seat back far enough so that I can sit in his lap. He leans the chair back.

"So, you did want to go another round huh? You are so sexy." Ozzy ogles.

"Yeah well, I put on my best underwear for this. My sexy underwear." I seduce, stripping on top of Ozzy.

Our faces meet. Our breathes melt into each other. I taste him. He's sweet. God, I love him. His hands move up and down my back, my chest, my face, my legs, and they stop at my...ass. I let out a moan as he kisses my neck and chest.

"You did wear that sexy underwear I bought you." Ozzy breathes against my skin.

Speaking with his lips on my skin. So sexy. Such a turn on. I can feel my dick rub against my underwear. Oh, it's too much. I pull away from Ozzy reaching for the glovebox behind me. I throw a pack of condoms at him and pick out the lube. I close it and slide down Ozzy legs to open his zipper. His is up too.

"So that's what you want. Well, it's not going in you. You won't recover in time." Ozzy points out snatching the lube from me.

"Ozzy, please. I wore this pair of underwear, just so I can get my ass pounded. Not so you can pull the g-string on my dick."

"Whatever, Connie." He says pulling his out and pulling me out too, "We do it tonight, promise. I'll try to finish early in the workshop, and I'll give you goody one."

"Fine."

He squeezes the tube, and the lube slides out. He starts rubbing. Up and down. Pleasure. More pleasure until you brain melts, and you get so caught up that you want more. I love this too much. It's dangerous, but I love it. it's the same as driving. The rush you feel before you peak. Damn. I'm nearly there too. Shit. I pant. His breath is heavy too. What drives me to the brink is that he doesn't speed up. Just keeps the pace until the...

"Connie. Who knew you still kiddy?" He teases.

I moan as we finish. I feel so much better. I open my eyes to see Ozzy covered in our white stickiness. Our love.

"Want me to clean you?" I ask sexily.

"No. If you clean me, you'll want a second round." He says reaching for the towel in the back seat.

I sulk as he wipes us down. I get back into the driver's seat and we leave our secret place to the Racehouse. Twenty minutes...early.