Page 63 of Deadly Obsession

“Real. Name,” Elias says and slips a finger inside me. I moan and arch away from the seat as far as the seatbelt will allow me.

“Morgan. Sage Morgan.”

Elias pumps his finger in and out of me so slowly, I groan with need for more.

“Nice to meet you Sage Morgan,” he says and removes his fingers.

“What the fuck!”

He licks the tips, smiles, then winks.

The fucking audacity of this man.

“What was that for?” I whine.

“Oh, you want to come?” He tsks at me. “You’ve been a bad girl, Sage. Hiding things, running, not letting me protect you. You don’t get to come.”

Like the brat that I am, I proceed to slide my own fingers down my pants to finish what he started.

“Sage,” Elias warns.

I ignore him and groan when I press down on my clit.

“Don’t take what’s mine. Don’t you dare make yourself come.”

“Fuck you,” I growl and rub my clit in small circles.

I close my eyes and slip my other hand underneath my sweater to pinch my nipples. I’m moaning and whimpering and slowly reaching the cusp of orgasm when my passenger side door opens.

Oh shit, we’ve stopped.

On the side of the road.

Elias unlatches my seatbelt and twists me around.

He tugs down my underwear and leggings.

“Elias.” His name was meant to be a protest, but it comes out breathy.Needy. “The cars... someone could see...”

He slides two fingers inside me, and my head falls back with a moan.

Elias hums. “Your words are saying one thing, but this pussy is saying another. This is turning you on, isn’t it? The risk of getting caught?”

He removes his fingers and undoes his belt to fish out his cock. He presses the tip to my opening.

“Yes,” I rasp, and he thrusts into me.

I scream, no longer caring who hears... or sees.

“I need you to come fast.”

He pistons into me roughly—just how I like it. His hand reaches underneath my sweater, and he takes one of my nipples between his fingertips. He pinches and pulls on the aching peak, and my eyes roll into the back of my head.

“You’re being such a good little slut for me. Letting all these passing cars see you getting fucked.”

I whimper, not knowing how badly I wanted to be Elias’s little slut until this moment.

He kisses me, his lips punishing against my own, and moans into my mouth when my walls clamp down around him.