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Alex

“I’m not interested in talking. I don’t want you to ask me what’s wrong. Get in the backseat, get naked, and keep fucking quiet.”

Sophie stared at him wide-eyed. He could feel the excitement radiating from her, but she followed his instructions without argument.

He had never called her for a hookup outside of office hours.

Their usual routine was either during lunch break or on the drive home. Alex had certainly never invited her for a drive, but there was no way he’d sleep tonight if he didn’t channel his anger somehow.

You think he’s meant to be in your life?”

“I know he’s meant to be in my life.”

His fists clenched at the words that kept going around his head. Gripping the steering wheel, he waited until Sophie was in the backseat before putting his foot down and pulling onto the street.

“Where are we going?”

“I said no talking,” he reminded her. Glancing at her through the rearview mirror, he watched as she stripped her clothing.

At least she could follow some instructions.

He’d picked her up right outside her flat with little or no regard for Marcus seeing them. Right now, he didn’t care.

Fuck Marcus.

Fuck Erica .

He was so angry, so overwhelmed with rage that he didn’t care what happened next as long as he could hate fuck Sophie and get rid of some of this pent-up energy.

“Play with yourself,” he muttered. “Get that pussy nice and wet for me.”

Her moans immediately filled the car as her fingers moved between her legs with quick practised movements.

“Can I cum?” She asked, her fingers moving over her clit.

“I don’t care,” he answered honestly. “Sophie, I need you to understand one thing tonight. I do not care about you and your needs. If you cum, I’m happy for you but it is not a priority for me.”

She nodded once, her head falling back as she moaned his name lowly.

How could Erica do this to him?

Did she enjoy hurting him for some reason? Three days she had spent with the guy. And now she wanted to say he was supposed to be in her life.

She wasn’t his partner anymore, the woman who would give up anything for him.

No. Now she was Miss fucking Independent who made demands and didn’t give a shit about what he wanted.

When had this happened?

Why?

He almost wanted her to find out about Sophie at this point, just so he could show her how much she had hurt him.

To show her that her actions had consequences!

Fuck her for making him feel like this.

He put his foot down, kicking the car into another gear. The engine rumbled as streetlights passed by in a blur. Behind him, Sophie groaned louder, her body writhing against the leather of the car.

Passing a sign for the motorway, Alex smirked and made a sudden turn. Without giving himself time to think, he joined the traffic racing by and watched the dial on his monitor rise.

50 miles per hour… 60… 70…

Adrenaline coursed through his body. Coupled with Sophie’s groans and the thought of what he was about to do, his cock hardened to a painful point .

“Are you wet?” He asked, glancing at her in his mirror.

“Yes,” she breathed. “And so fucking close.”

“Get over here and cum on my cock then,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

“Right now?” She asked.

“Sophie, so help me God if you don’t—”

“Okay, okay! I’m coming. I’m…” She exhaled a slow and shaky breath, sitting up and glancing out of the window.

“I have full control of the car, Sophie,” he said, softening his tone slightly. “Don’t you want to do something crazy? Think how intense that orgasm will be when you know there’s a possibility you could die.”

“Would Erica do something like this?” She asked, climbing between the two front seats.

Alex scoffed, biting back a smirk. He had her now. “Of course she wouldn’t,” he said. “Erica doesn’t even like the lights on.”

That was a lie, and they both knew it, but it had the desired effect, regardless.

Sophie’s hand moved over his leg, grabbing at the zipper of his trousers. She made quick work of his fastenings, releasing his cock, hard and swollen and already dripping.

Her head dipped before he could say anything, her tongue flicking out to tease his tip. He growled his approval and focused on the cars in front of him.

“Suck it,” he demanded. She didn’t hesitate, leaning over the console to wrap her pretty little lips around his cock. He throbbed in her mouth, fighting to keep his eyes open.

Her tongue danced along the underside of his shaft, her lips moving further down until he hit the back of her throat.

This was the part she usually pulled back, but not today. Grabbing her hair with one hand, the other firmly on the wheel, he forced her further down his dick, relishing the sounds of her gags.

“Choke on me,” he groaned, lifting his hips as though he could get even further down her throat. He glanced down at her to find her looking up at him from beneath her lashes.

The sight of his cock buried in her mouth, her make-up smudged from her watering eyes, was an image that would forever burn in his memory whenever he needed inspiration .

She looked fucking gorgeous and so incredibly sexy he almost blew his load there and then. Fisting her hair, he guided her along the length of his cock, groaning as she tightened her lips perfectly.

“That’s right, Sophie. What a good fucking girl you are!” She moaned in response, the sound vibrating against him until his balls tightened.

He pulled her off him and refocused on the road as he caught his breath.

“Fucking hell,” he breathed. “Who knew you could take all that dick?”

“I’ll remember for next time,” she breathed, flexing her jaw.

“Get your pretty little pussy over here,” he said, his cock twitching in anticipation. “You’re gonna stay real close, bury your head against my neck so I can see the road, and ride me until we both cum. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she replied, moving into his lap carefully. Not actually wanting to die, Alex gave the road his focus. At least until she reached between them to guide his cock inside her wet heat.

Following his instructions perfectly, Sophie pressed her breasts against his chest, her head tucked into the crook of his neck.

It wasn’t the most comfortable driving position to be in, but at least he could see. They whizzed past car after car, each one just a blur of colour.

“Good fucking girl,” he groaned, changing the gear and flooring it until the dial crept closer to 80 miles per hour. “Now fuck me like it’s the last time.”

Sophie rocked her hips, breathing against his neck. Her groans filled the car as her nails pressed into his shoulder, bouncing on his cock as he forced himself to focus on the road.

“You crazy fucking bitch,” he growled, half laughing. “God, you feel good.”

He had no choice but to surrender control to Sophie while he concentrated on not killing them. It was a new dynamic between them, and one that, surprisingly, he wasn’t hating .

She moved like fluid in motion as she took him into her body, so wet she soaked his thighs. Her nipples were hard against his chest as she clung to him.

He was already on the edge of his climax, overstimulated to the point his balls ached with the pressure. For once, he wanted to wait for her, to give her the chance to join him.

When he called her, he wanted to pin her to some sort of surface and wrap his hands around her pretty throat while he fucked her until she begged him to stop. He wanted her to feel all of his anger as he powered into her and used her for his pleasure.

This was better.

It was fucking crazy, but it was better.

“I want to feel you cum for me, Sophie,” he groaned. “Let me feel you milk my cock, pretty one.”

“Oh, Alex,” she breathed, biting his shoulder. She tightened around him, her movements becoming more erratic before a flood of warmth surrounded him as she groaned his name dirtily.

“Yes, Alex! Oh, fuck yes!”

He growled her name, tightening his hands on the steering wheel as his hips rocketed into hers and he filled her pussy for the first time since they had started fucking.

Nothing had ever felt better.

It took everything he had to not take his eyes off the road and keep the car steady. Sophie tightened her arms around him as she felt them swerve, but Alex had control again in a matter of seconds.

“I’ve got you, Soph. Don’t worry.”

Releasing the gas, he slowed the car to a more acceptable speed, looking for the next turnoff or service station.

Sensing her fear now the adrenaline was wearing off, he left Sophie in his lap, shaking as she clung to him.

At the first opportunity, he pulled into a layby and killed the engine, holding her against him as he felt her sob.

“It’s okay, pretty one. I got you. You’re okay.”

“We could have died,” she croaked, the words mumbled against his neck. “We could have— ”

“But we didn’t.” He pulled her back, forcing her to look at him. “We’re perfectly fine, and that was one hell of a rush.”

He wiped a tear from her cheek, focusing on how much more relaxed he now felt. Even her overreaction didn’t annoy him.

He reassured her, not because he cared, but because there was no way he’d give up a woman who would do something as bat-shit insane as Sophie just did.

“You’re okay?” He asked.

She nodded once, taking a breath. “I think so.”

“I know so,” he smirked. “You’re more than okay. You enjoyed that, didn’t you?”

“I—”

“Because I know I did. You were such a good girl, Soph. I was so impressed with you.”

“Really?” She blushed, a rare sight on her cheeks. “It was kind of fun.”

“It was,” he agreed. “A once-in-a-lifetime kind of thing.” Taking a risk, he leaned forward to brush his lips against hers.

She’d take that the wrong way, and he knew it. But he still had some shit to work through before he went home to Erica.

“Now. How about we drive somewhere a little safer, a little more secluded, and go for round two?”

Sophie spread a slow smirk and bit her lip. “Okay,” she agreed. “But only if you cum inside me again. That was hot. Like you were claiming me.”

Oh, he was going to pay for that.

But she was right. It was fucking hot.

“You got it, sweet cheeks. For tonight only, I’ll cum wherever you want. After everything you’ve done today, you’ve earned it.”