Page 145 of Hide and Keep

I knew it. I knew she didn’t stop at just drawing me. She uses me as inspiration for getting herself off. I fucking knew it.

“What else?”

I increase pressure from both directions, adding a roll to my wrist like a wave coming in from the sea to knead the shore gently but thoroughly.

“Knees on the backseat, I’m leaning on the center console as I’m pounded into from behind.”

Fuuuck.

My cock leaks, drooling over the vision Ever’s creating in my head.

“I’m right on the edge. About to come. Oh, Goddess.”

Ever’s hand covers mine and she forces my fingers deeper into her. Even from this angle, I see her jaw drop.

No, damn it.

“Keep going,” tears out of me.

“Then I… Then I…”

Come on. Come on.

“What? What happens?”

Ever’s pussy gets about ten times wetter as her body shakes, the breath flowing from her open mouth sputtering. My bottom lip catches on her bare shoulder as I watch her come, my own breathing interrupted once again. No one steals my breath like Ever Munreaux.

My protectee suddenly stills and rotates her head toward mine.

I pull back to look in her eyes, studying them for any additional moisture. She didn’t cry for me but her pussy sure the fuck did.

“Then I looked up and met your eyes through the windshield…”

Through the windshield? Wasn’t I—

“Making me come all over some random’s dick while you watched from outside your very own car.”

Her lips split from laughter.

I rip my hand out of her panties and step several feet away.

“Fantasies aren’t real for a reason. That shit’ll never happen.”

“It wasn’t a fantasy, Major. It was a promise.” The front of her dress is already back in place but she smooths it anyway, telling me, “Rememberthatnext time you offer to fuck me without following through.”

Feet frozen to the floor, all I can do is watch her breeze past me. What the fuck did she just say? She’s threateningme?

I stick the two fingers I just had in Ever’s pussy into my mouth and suck her juices clean off. Mm, mm, mm. Mouthwatering.

“See you in the limo.”

Through a whole-face scowl, I drop my hand and spin to follow her.

She huffs but doesn’t say anything as she leaves the bathroom, me hot on her heels because who the fuck does she think I am letting her walk through this party alone? And risk that motherfucker Mallory putting his hands on her again? I don’t think so. He’ll be eating dirt before getting a taste of what I just did.

Because I lied about her limo being ready, we have to wait out front for a few minutes, neither of us so much as acknowledging the other’s presence. Once the limo pulls up, she scrambles into it, opting to sit as far away from me as she can possibly get.

Like I care. Like I fucking care. I only put her shoes on for her, and wore her bracelet for her, and finger-fucked her to climax. So what if I didn’t fuck her? I do everything else for the ungrateful little brat.

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