Page 38 of Dark Prince

?Chapter Twenty One

?Cordelia

I’m bouncing in myseat like a child as Axel drives us, the wind whipping my hair around as we cruise down the highway at ninety miles an hour. Apparently when I woke up, it was sundown. So it’s super late and dark out. I grab his phone and turn the screen on to see that there’s a pin to unlock it.

“3436” He says without me asking. I punch the numbers in and switch on his music, going straight to the search bar and typing in the perfect song for this drive.Mugshot by Huddykicks on and I start dancing immediately. I sing to the words with my arms stretched high as I just live in the moment.

There’s a twisted part of me that wants to climb onto Axel’s lap right now, riding his cock as he’s driving ninety down the highway with the top down. I unbuckle my seatbelt and lean over, undoing his belt, button, and slide his zipper down. He shifts his hips and I reach my hand down, wrapping my fingers around his cock, stroking it until it’s rock hard then I pull it out as he moans.

“Don’t wreck us.” I warn as I lean down, licking my lips. I flick my tongue over the tip of his cock. Moving my lips to grip him as I slide my tongue down his thickness I take him all the way into my mouth until he’s hitting the back of my throat. I make sure to get it wet so I can do what I really want.

When I sit up in my seat he groans, and I laugh, pushing my underwear down, thankfully I put a skirt on today. “You ready?” I ask, pushing up to my knees on the seat.

“For?” He looks over at me and when he realizes what my plan is, he switches his hands on the steering wheel and helps me onto his lap. My heart is racing as I feel the wind against my back and his hard cock between my legs. I slip a hand between us as I use my other hand to hold myself up with the back of his seat as I lower down, letting him fill me.

The adrenaline coursing through me is like a high I’ve missed for years and the new sensation is knocking at my door waiting for me to take the plunge. Grinding my hips against him, I feel the engine rev as he speeds up. “Keep it over ninety.” I growl into his ear.

“Or what?” He asks.

“Or I’ll stop.” Each move of my hips makes me want to cry out, the angle of his dick hitting me in the most delicious way. Between the high speed and the thick dick inside of me, I’m going to fall into an orgasmic coma in less than thirty seconds. My entire body is humming and I’m on the cusp.

“Highway Patrol.” Axel grinds out through gritted teeth.

“Fuck ‘em. I’m about t-” I lift and drop on him, as I push my face against his shoulder, sinking my teeth into him as I ride out my orgasm. The car swerves just a little and I hear the sirens go off, “Don’t stop.” I whisper.

“If I don’t stop we’ll end up in a highspeed chase on the fucking news.”

“If you pull over, I’m not getting you off.” I move my hips, careful to not block his view as he continues driving. I nip at his ear. “I thought you loved cumming in my pussy. Isn’t it yours?” I egg him on, feeling his fingers dig into my left hip. “Be a good boy and cum for me.”

“Little deer, you’re going to be in so much trouble for this.” He growls as I feel him thicken inside of me as the car starts to slow down a little. His breathing is irracted and when his breath catches, I know he’s letting go for me. When he’s done, he smacks my thigh, “Get back in your seat.”

I lift off him and bounce over, grabbing my underwear and slip them back on and buckle up as he tucks his cock back into his pants. Axel slows the car down and the highway patrol follows us off to the side of the highway. He reaches over and turns the music down, waiting for the officer like a good boy.

Me, I’m not a good cookie, I’m laughing like a fucking moron as the officer walks up to the side of the car. “Do you know why I pulled you over?”

“I don’t know officer,” Axel hands him his drivers license and says, “you tell me.”

The officer looks at his license with his flashlight and then flashes it at Axel. “Nevermind Mr. Mazitti, have a great night.” and he just walks the fuck away.

My mouth hangs open as I look at my sort of husband in awe. “Welcome to being a Mazitti in Kansas City.”

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