Page 63 of Nikola

“Fuck,” I groaned and shot across four lanes to take the exit. My tires screeched in protest as I took a sharp right, pulling over in an empty parking lot, right under a weeping willow tree.

I put the car in park, then turned to face her. “You’re asking for trouble, Skye.”

“Don’t know what you mean.” She smiled innocently, fluttering her eyelashes, but her blush betrayed her.

“Get over here.”

She didn’t even hesitate to climb over the console and straddle my lap. Her knees spread, each landing on the outer sides of my thighs, and her dress hiked up around her waist, giving me a full view of her bare pussy.

She reached between us and the sound of a zipper filled the small space.

I watched her reach inside my pants, pull me out, then wrap her small hand around my length. I let out a groan.

“Are you going to jerk me off,zayka?” I asked her, my eyes locked on her awed expression. I usually fucked women tied up or bent over a table, but with Skye it would seem not even intimacy was off-limits.

“Why didn’t you ask me to teach you how to tie a Windsor knot?” She didn’t even bother hiding the hurt in her eyes and my chest twisted with the knowledge that I caused it. “Who did your tie today?”

I could have lied, but I didn’t want to do that to her.

“I watched a YouTube tutorial for thirty minutes at the slowest speed, and even then, my mother had to fix it,” I admitted. She smiled softly as I moved my seat back to give her more space. “I don’t want you to teach me how to tie my tie. I want you to do it for me. Every day for the rest of our lives.”

The hurt expression was replaced with a hopeful one, and those hearts I’d grown accustomed to seeing returned to her gaze.

“Your cock is so big and thick,” she signed with her free hand, rewarding me with a pump. She shifted herself, her smallframe lowering between my thighs, then licked the crown of my cock like it was a lollipop before she took it into her mouth.

She bobbed her head while working her soft hand over me, and I was about to come right then and there.

I grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her up.

“What’s wrong?” she mouthed, licking her lips hungrily. I watched her through a hooded gaze, her expression fascinating me. It was irrational, but I wanted to stretch this moment forever. “You didn’t like it?”

I let out a sardonic breath. “I liked it way too much.” Wiping at the side of her mouth, I added, “Now, jerk me off.”

She did, and the sight of it was too damn erotic. For the first time, I wanted to give a woman free rein to have her way with me. No, notawoman, but this woman, my woman… my Skye.

But there was no fucking way I’d come without giving her pleasure first.

My big hand wrapped around her small one, and I slowed her pumps.

“Slow down,zayka.” I tightened my grip. “I don’t want to get off before you.”

She lifted herself to straddle me, her drenched pussy brushing my throbbing cock.

“Fuck, not helping,” I grunted while her body shuddered.

“I’m going to jerk you off my way.”

Blyat, who would’ve thought she had this side to her. Her gaze met mine, the silence in the car broken by her breathy moans, my grunts, and the low tunes from my jazz playlist coming through the car speakers.

My heart thundered under my rib cage and fire burned in my veins. I wanted nothing more than to ram into her and fuck her into oblivion, but I’d let her do this her way. I’d already pushed her hard enough today.

“Okay,zayka. Do whatever you want to me,” I said and signed simultaneously after releasing my grip around her hand that was still rubbing up and down my shaft. The tension and need for release steamed off our bodies. “But I’m going to touch you too.”

A whimper escaped her before her tongue swept over her lower lip and she bit into it. I grabbed her nape and pulled her in for a hard kiss.

“Don’t fucking hide your noises from me.” I broke our kiss, signing erratically. “Understood?”

I could feel her pussy clenching around the tip of my cock and she nodded slowly.