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“Princess treatment is my right as a girl, so I’m going to be a passenger princess. If you suck at driving, you’ll need to pull over to let me vomit.”

“You get car sick?”

I nod, walking past him as he begins to put gas into my car.

“But you drove all this way to watch my game?”

“Yeah… because I’m a good girlfriend.”

Chapter 14

The gas is pumping into the car, and is my blood pumping into my dick. I want to tuck it between my legs right now. I attempt to do it, but I catch Maddie watching me in the mirror. Now I can’t hide my tail between my legs like a scared ass dog – it’s really what I feel like.

When I get in the driver’s seat, the seat is so far forward that I can’t fit my legs.

“You are too tall.” Maddie is already eating Cheetos. I attempt to put my hand in the bag as I adjust the seat, but she snatches it away. “The Doritos are yours. Also, I get two chocolate bars.”

“The hell you don’t.”

“This is the most fun I’ve ever had with you,” she admits as I throw the car in drive and take off. “And I think it might end up with me nauseous. Please don’t drive so heavy on the breaks.”

“Sorry,” I mutter. “Your breaks are touchy.”

When we reach the freeway, I put the car on cruise control and ask, “May I have some Cheetos, please, passenger princess?”

She gives me one. “One fucking Cheeto.”

“Hey, be grateful.”

I chuckle as I throw the Cheeto in my mouth. She is flirting way too much with me right now, so I let it slide. I like that she’s teasing me. It’s like she’s finally comfortable around me, so I’ll fucking take it. I hold my hand out and she gives me one Cheeto again. I laugh because this is a perfect analogy for our relationship. She only gives me a piece of her at a time. The more I stick out my hand, the more satisfied I’ll be.

“Where did you learn to professionally twist nipples?” I ask.

She bursts into laughter, and hell, I love being the reason for making her laugh. “Well, for one, it can’t be done back to me because I’m a lady. And second, I do have three brothers that thought they could torture me. I had to learn to defend myself.”

I stick my hand in her Cheeto bag as she scoffs. “What other tricks do you have up your sleeves? I need to keep an eye out for your other professions.”

She laughs again as I look over at her. I think I’ll do just about anything to keep making her laugh like that. She’s beautiful, and I can’t stop staring.

“Hey, eyes on the road.”

Shit, she caught me. I lick my lips, feeling my dick in these shorts. I readjust myself. Hell, I don’t know if I can last a month.

The passenger princess throws on some tunes while snacking on everything we bought. She offers me a starburst and I’m flattered. But I only get one.

About an hour in, all the snacks are gone except for my chocolate bar.

“So,” she says, holding my chocolate bar. “I already ate mine, and this is looking really good.”

I pretend to grab it from her, but I’m keeping my eyes on the road, so I opt for her face instead. My hand is bigger than her face as I turn to see what expressions on her face. She licks my palm, and the sensation travels throughout my entire body. I take my hand off her face and shout, “What the hell was that?” I’m smiling as I try to rub off her spit on her jeans. She’s pushing my hand away, so I aim for her shoulder.

“Stop,” she laughs. “Stop it!”

“It’s your saliva,” I snicker as she gets out of her seatbelt and jumps in the backseat of the car. I adjust the rearview mirror. “Do you know how dangerous that is?”

“We’re going to be fine.” She rolls her eyes.

“Get your ass back up here, passenger princess.”

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