Page 109 of Inside the Wicked

Then I have to look at her. I tip her chin back as her head rests against the window. “Why?” I repeat, more desperate now.

She bites her lip and shrugs. Then her hand reaches up for my jaw.

“I think that’s the thing about love—love like what we have. There is nowhy.”

How is she even fucking real? I don’t know what I did to deserve an angel in hell’s depths, but I’m the luckiest damn bastard alive.

“You are my life, Ana.”

Her head nestles back between my shoulder and neck where her soft lips press. She’s absolute bliss in this dark world.

It’s safe to go to the apartment now, but I can’t ask her to move with how content I am.

“This is kind of creepy,” Ana says, staring out at the trees in front of us as we sit with all the lights cut under the cover of darkness.

“Afraid of the dark?”

“Not the dark, but what could lurk within it.” She lifts herself from my chest, and there’s an enticing shift in her expression.

“You’re thinking bad things,” I say.

“Or verygoodthings.”

Ana adjusts her position, giggling at the awkward maneuver between me, the steering wheel, and the console. She squeezes and manages to straddle me. I don’t expect her boldness as she drags the heel of her palm over my dick, but it jerks to life at her touch.

My voice turns to thick gravel. “What are you doing?”

“Do I need to spell it out for you?” she says in a tone of lust, squeezing my cock over and over.

“You want a distraction? Then stop being a tease and bury my cock in your throat before I do.”

“Very demanding,” she taunts.

She moves so agonizingly slowly, purposely driving me to the brink of my restraint.Wicked, beautiful thing.She undoes my belt, slips open my button, and drags down my zip, all while her lips press along my jaw. Then her tongue traces up my neck, and I groan, tensing with the madness growing in me for her.

Ana pulls back, straining to reach down between us and under the seat. She feels for the lever, and when the seat slides back she grins in triumph. It gives her barely enough space to slip her knees down to the footwell.

“I don’t want to ask if you’ve done that before,” I growl.

She moves like a pro in this car, and it stirs a dangerous possession in me.

“You just did,” she says with a sultry lilt. Her hand takes my cock, but it’s her alluring eyes locking on me that spurs my lust more. “You’re my first car thrill, Agent Kaiser.”

Her tongue flattens on the base of my cock, licking from my balls to my head in a long, hot stoke. My hand threads through her red hair.

“Suck,” I grind out.

Ana’s small, sinful smile makes my dick twitch against her lips as she torments me to the brink, pressing her lips along my crown and squeezing her hand at my base.

“Say please.”

Oh fuck.

“Please,” I say, barely a raspy breath, without missing a beat.

“Please what, Agent?”

So fast I’m delirious, on the brink of exploding against her lips.

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