So maybe your life is in shambles and you run away to London to get your head straight. Sure, you don't really have a plan but the Universe does, and before you know it, some kid from Kingston has completely turned your world upside and your body i...
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Tom slid into the driver's seat.
"I like it when you're bossy," he said, flashing you a mischievous grin.
"I know you do," you eyed him like a snack and bitch was hungry.
"And you take orders really well. Now drive."
"Where am I going?" Tom asked, glancing over at you as he put the car in gear. You slowly unbuttoned your sweater, one deliberate button at a time, and licked your lips seductively.
Tom watched you, eyes on your bra-clad breasts spilling out of your sweater. He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel.
"Wherever you want to, Tiger. Just drive fast."
He nodded and pulled into the street. You put your window down to feel the rush of wind from the cool air. Your skin prickled with goosebumps and your nipples were rock hard.
Tom, doing his best to keep his eyes on the road, reached over and slip his hand inside your bra, pinching and stroking. You laughed at his touch. It tickled in the best way. You slowly brought his hand to your mouth and wrapped your tongue around his finger, sucking it like a lolly. He bit his lip and looked over at you.
"Eyes on road, Tiger," you smirked and Tom pulled his hand away, shifting gears. He was taking you to the highway.
You crawled over to him and traced the outline of his ear with tip of your tongue. He shivered and you saw him grip the stick shift tighter.
"Go faster," you whispered in his ear, then started nibbling on his neck. You loved the taste of his skin and found yourself becoming increasingly aroused with each bite. Everybody's got a kink.
Tom shifted again, eyes straight ahead. His jaw was clenched in concentration. You nuzzled it with your lips.
Tom sped up. He was flying now. The engine vibrated through the seats. It all felt so very dangerous.
Your mouth moved down his neck, over his throat, along his collarbone. Your hand found the crotch of his trousers and starting rubbing him softly. The engine revved -vroom.
You unfastened his trousers and slid your hand inside, giving a squeeze. Vroom.
Tom took a deep, shaky breath, flexing his fingers on the stick shift. You loved that you could work him up so. It only made you more excited.
"Faster," you said again before leaning down to pleasure him. He gave a little jerk at first and you felt the car swerve slightly. You gave a muffled giggle.
"Fuck," Tom moaned as you moved faster. He placed a hand on your head and gripped your hair in his fist, sending a bolt of lust all through you. You couldn't control yourself any longer. You lifted your head and purred, "Pull over."
