Page 247 of Fatality

I saw a problem, I solved it.

She gasps and I see her ready to probably punch me for what I just did.

“But we are going to play by my rules.” I grab her throat and yank her face toward me.

It makes my cock throbs painfully against the confines of my damn barrier.

“You’re scared of speed?”

She nods.

“Then fuck it.”

“Wh-what?” She frowns “Fuck it? What the fuck are you talking about?”

I grin.

“Fuck the thing that traumatize you.”

I jerk my chin toward the gear lever. Her eyes widen when she follows my gaze.

I customized it myself—long, thick, with a rounded knob at the end. Easier to maneuver for me.

And perfect for her.

“Hell no.”

“Yes,” I grab her chin and force her to look back at me “You’re going to do it, or I’ll put you on it myself.”

“Evren,” her face hardens. “Force me and I’ll put it in your ass.”

“Mmh,” I groan “Would hurt but I could enjoy it.”

“You’re insane.”

“Yes,” I lean and lick her neck “You’re fucking dripping for me anyway.”

I can feel her body tremble from my lick.

“Do it,” I whisper “And I’ll make you feel good.”

She doesn’t answer and moves, swinging her leg over the console, she is breathing heavily.

“Come on.” I urge her.

“Shut up.”

I smirk and let her be, while I grab my own waistband of jeans and all, lift my hips up for the fabric to be pushed down enough to free myself.

My cock is already leaking, hot and eager, I keep my gaze on her.

I spit on my hand and start stroking myself.

She slowly sinks herself onto it with a wince. She draws a sharp breath as it is fully to the hilt.

I accelerate my hand’s pace, my breath quickening.

“It-It’s…” She starts “Weird but it feels good.”