The Guardian (Four Forces Security) by Alexis Winter

Author:Alexis Winter [Winter, Alexis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: RR Publishing
Published: 2023-09-03T16:00:00+00:00

“We should head over to get Chloe now,” I say as he loads the grocery bag into the trunk.

He’s silent on the drive over to their house, parking the car almost a block down the street from where they live. He reaches into the back seat, grabbing a windshield visor and placing it on the inside of the car before getting out and marching over to my side. He yanks the door open, helping me out and ushering me toward the back door.

“Get in,” he says, pushing me slightly.

“What?”

“Get in the fucking back seat,” he says through gritted teeth, his hand wrapped around the back of my head. The second I’m in the seat, he’s slamming the door and walking around to get in next to me.

“What are we doing?” I ask as he climbs in. He doesn’t answer and instead just pulls me into his lap.

“I need to fuck you,” he groans into my mouth as he reaches for his belt.

“In here? Broad daylight?” I push back against his chest. He smiles briefly, but it’s almost sinister.

“Why not? You want to let loose, right? Give in to those desires instead of always doing what you know you should do.” He rubs the seam of my jeans. “The windows are tinted; nobody can see in here,” he finally says.

I look down at him beneath me: his T-shirt stretched tightly across his broad chest, his long fingers wrapped halfway around one of my thighs. This man is a fantasy, ready to please me, and at the age of 30, I’m letting him do it—in the back seat of a car! He’s right, though. I want this.

Just do it, Jules. Be bad, give in. Take what you want unapologetically since every other man in this world is willing to take from you.

I reach out and grab a fistful of his shirt, pulling him toward me.

He’s almost frantic, tugging at my pants, practically ripping them down my thighs along with my panties as his tongue massages mine.

Even when I was a teenager or in my 20s, I never had sex in a car. The furthest it ever went was giving Nick Simmons a hand job when I was 16. But this is hot. It feels wrong and dirty, and even though I’m a grown woman who can do what she wants, something about it feeling seedy makes it all that much more appealing.

“Ahhh.” I grip the seat behind him as his fingers slide inside me. I reach between us and finish undoing his belt and pulling down his zipper. He lifts his hips so I can free him from his jeans.

“That’s right, baby. Sit right on my cock.” He grips my hips, guiding me over him and pushing himself inside me. “Oh, fuck yes, that’s what I need, baby. Your tight little pussy milking me.” He grabs my throat, using it as leverage as he pushes me down his length.

“Pr—protection?” I say as I try to accommodate his girth.

“I won’t come inside you,” he says, not stopping his movements.

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