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CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

KENDRA

H olding my hand, Jack leads me out into the players’ parking lot and unlocks his truck, opening the passenger door.

I go to climb in, but at the final second, he spins me around, pressing me into the cold metal. His warm breath heats my cheeks, shooting tingles down my spine.

“Do you think anyone can see us?” He speaks into the dark, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Why?”

He drops his bag beside him. Then he opens the back door, lifting me onto the seat so I’m facing him, and his hands rest on my thighs. There’s barely anyone around when he checks over his shoulder and his fingers find the top button of my jeans.

“I don’t think I can wait until later; I need a little fix of you now.”

“W-what do you want to do?”

I watch with intrigue as he picks up his training bag and sets it on top of my thighs, undoing the zip and reaching inside .

“Oh my God! You brought Scarlett to the game with you?” I squeak out, my eyes fixated on the red toy in his hand. “Did anyone see you with her?”

He shakes his head and lifts the bag from my lap with his spare hand, swinging it onto the front seat and shutting the passenger door. Setting Scarlett on the seat, he climbs into the back as I shift until I’m all the way over on the other side, pressed against the opposite window.

“I thought maybe Sawyer caught a glimpse in the locker room after the game, but I buried her good.”

I roll my lips together and smirk.

Crawling toward me, he pulls off his tie and undoes the top two buttons on his white dress shirt. “I was only saying I hid Scarlett well. You have a filthy mind—you know that?”

He starts to unzip my pants, and I pulse with anticipation. “Says the boy who’s about to make me come with my vibrator on the back seat of his truck.”

Removing my boots, he works on my jeans next, peeling them down my legs and pulling me toward him until my back is flat on the seat. He kneels between my thighs, and I watch the way his eyes travel my partially naked body. Only my tiny thong and his jersey cover what I’m desperate for him to touch.

He undoes his dress pants, pushing them and his boxers down until his cock flies free. “Who said anything about only Scarlett making you come?”

My mouth waters at the thought.

“There are so many ways I plan to make you come, Kendra.” He hooks my legs around his waist and pushes my thong to one side, teasing me with his hand.

I close my eyes and feel myself growing wetter with each pass of his fingers.

“How long do you think we have until they notice we got delayed?” He’s still on his knees between my thighs as his thumb finds my clit and a finger enters me slowly.

“Not long.” I groan from the way it feels .

I’ve never had so much sex in my life, and the delicious ache when he strokes my front wall only fuels my desperation for more.

Since his head barely clears the roof, he reaches over me and braces his palm against the window behind my head, hovering over my body. When his tongue finds mine, he works my mouth and pussy together, and I drop my legs open for him. All I can hear are the needy kisses we share and the sound of how ready I am for him to fuck me.

He smiles and adds a second and then, quickly, a third finger. “Are you desperate for me, Kendra?”

Over his shoulder, I notice the steam building up on the window. God, this is so fucking dirty. “Yes. I want you now.”

“Good.”

His hand withdraws as fast as his cock slams into me, and I throw another palm over my mouth, positive anyone left in this parking lot can hear me scream.

With his dress shirt partially undone and his pants pushed down over his firm ass, he looks like a dream. His hair falls over his darkened eyes that fix me in place while his hips piston into me.

“That’s it, Kitten. Get nice and wet for me. Let me stretch this tight pussy out with my cock.”

He thrusts into me again, and we both breathe a pleasure-filled whimper into each other’s mouths.

“Come inside me, please,” I beg.

I’m so needy, ready to feel the warm sensation as his cum spills into my pussy.

“Not yet.” He winks and picks up Scarlett from beside us, a mischievous expression back on his face. “I’m not nearly done with you.”

My eyes drop to the silicone wand I’ve only ever used on myself.

Jack thrusts into me again, and I release all over his cock.

“Good girl. That’s what we need. ”

He holds Scarlett out in front of me. “Spit on her.”

My eyes grow wide. “W-what?”

His voice is low, almost a growl. “Do you trust me?”

I nod once. “Yes.”

“Then spit on her. Get her nice and wet for us.”

Rising up onto my elbows, I do as he commanded.

“Fuck me ,” Jack groans.

He takes my mouth, sweeping his tongue across my bottom lip. He pulls back and spits on the vibrator too, and my pussy tightens as he does it.

He’s so fucking filthy.

“Relax for me, Kitten. I need you to be ready for us.”

When he guides Scarlett between my legs, I instantly close my thighs around him. “W-what are you doing?”

Jack’s eyes soften as he looks at me. “You trust me, right?”

“Yes,” I repeat.

His spare hand pushes on the inside of my knee. “Then lie back and let me do all the work. I want to show you how toys are better when your man knows how to use them.”

Still inside me, he pulls out just slightly and notches the wand at my entrance. “So goddamn wet. So perfect and ready.”

The first centimeter stretches me so fully that I’m sure I’ll never take it. “I can’t. There’s no way.”

“Breathe for me, Kendra.”

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.”