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Story: Perfect Deke

I trust him and open my legs as wide as they’ll go.

“Wow. You are so beautiful like this.” Jack pushes the vibrator further inside and squeezes his eyes shut, moaning into the silence surrounding us.

“Is that good, baby?” I ask.

He bites on his bottom lip as he looks directly into my eyes. “So fucking good. Do you feel full?”

Another inch, and the sting is replaced with only pleasure. “I feel so dirty right now.”

He watches on. “That’s because you are. You’re my little slut.On my back seat with your thong pushed to the side, taking me and Scarlett in this perfect, pretty cunt.”

He switches the vibrator to its first setting, and we both moan deeply.

“Jesus fucking Christ, I’m going to blow before I start fucking you properly.”

“Do it,” I bite out.

Jack pushes the vibe in further, and both his cock and the toy bottom out inside me.

“So fucking full.”

“So fucking greedy,” he rasps.

When he finally starts moving and switches the vibrator up again, I watch as his slick hair sticks to his forehead, partially covering his eyes.

“Kiss me,” I plead, overwhelmed with an emotion that scares the shit out of me. “Kiss me.”

Balanced on his forearm, he smooths his tongue over mine.

“You’ve got a strong core to be pulling this off in here,” I say with a lust-filled giggle.

He smiles against my mouth and pulls up, bringing his palm back to the steam-covered window above my head. “Baby, I’d do any kind of workout if it meant I could fuck you like this.”

And that’s it. That’s the moment where I lose my mind and come so hard that my vision turns black.

“Mess up my seats, Kendra.” Jack flicks the vibrator to its highest setting and fucks me through my orgasm. One that lasts so long that I think it’s never going to end.

I never want it to end.

Morphing from smooth to erratic, his thrusts begin to slow, but he never takes his eyes off mine. “I’m filling you so good right now. Can you feel that, Kendra?”

I wrap my legs around his ass as he pulls out the vibrator and tosses it onto the floor.

“Are you still coming?” I ask as his body continues to shake and shudder.

“Yes.” Jack’s moan is deep as his spare hand grips the edge of his leather seat.

He’s lost all control of his senses, and I fucking love the way that makes me feel.

I reach up and push some hair back from his forehead. “That’s it, baby. Give me everything you have.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

KENDRA

There are multiple raised brows as we approach our reserved booth in Lloyd’s Bar.

“Nice of you to join us.” Jenna smirks from opposite us as we take a seat, and she checks her imaginary watch.