The Wild Wolf Pup (Zoe's Rescue Zoo #9)(99)

Breathless and harder than a fucking iron horse I tear my lips from hers, watch as her eyes flutter open and her lips part, releasing a soft pant.

“Car. Now,” I growl, pulling my keys out of my pocket and taking a step back giving her room to pass. She pushes off the door, smooths down the front of her dress causing me to laugh.

“What’re you laughing at?” She asks, still a little breathless.

I lean forward, blow the hair away from her ear and whisper.

“You fixing yourself. It’s a waste of time. I’m only going to mess you all up the second we get in the car,” I rasp, slapping her ass playfully sending her jumping in her seven hundred dollar shoes. “Go on, Reese’s strut for me,” I croon as she starts for the car, sashaying her hips with every step.

I bite the inside of my cheek as my eyes drink her in and I unlock the car, reaching over her to pull open her door and usher her inside the truck. I painfully walk around the front of the truck to the driver’s side and climb in.

“Now what?” She asks huskily, as I start the car. I glance in the rearview mirror and back out of the driveway. I didn’t bother answering her, driving to the corner of our block and pulling into the spot in front of the Johnny pump.

I turn to her, pressing the recline button on my seat and with my other hand I tap my lap.

“You’re kidding,” she accuses, undoing her seatbelt.

“Try me,” I dare.

She arches her hips, rolling the silk of her dress up her thighs so it pooled around her waist, revealing a black lace thong.

I groan as she slid the thong down her legs, pulling it off at the ankles as I unbuckle my pants. She was about to remove the shoes when I reached for her hand.

“Don’t,” I order.

“Want to get your money’s worth?” She laughs, raising an eyebrow teasing me.

“Damn straight,” I say, dragging my pants to my knees. Her eyes zero in on my cock as I wrap my hand around it, stroking it as she chews on her lip. She was some sight. Sexy as all hell, and all mine.

“Come on, Reese’s, show me what you got,” I dare, pumping my swollen dick, watching as she straddles the console between us then finally me. She grabs onto the leather headrest behind me, throws her hair over her shoulder as she works her hips, grinding her pussy against me working her clit over the head of my cock.

I reach up, untying the bow at the back of her neck and pull the neckline of her dress until I expose the most perfect set of tits. I take them in my hands, squeeze as much as I can. They used to fit in the palm of my hand but now they were more than a handful. Her nipples were bigger too, darker and when erect even more sensitive than before.

They were perfect.

Like everything else about Adrianna.

I bend my head, take one nipple between my teeth and tug, loving the effect it has on her as she grinds herself harder against my cock. I soothe the sting with my tongue and repeat the action over and over causing her to quicken her pace.

The windows fog as my control teeters. Threading my fingers through her hair, fisting the ends, I force her head back and close my mouth over her pulse point on her neck.

Time to mess you up, Reese’s.

I untangle my hands from her hair and slide them down to her hips.

“Up,” I order, my mouth still firmly planted on her neck, sucking, nibbling, devouring every inch of her smooth skin.

She lifts her hips as I grab my cock and slide the head over the seam of her wet pussy. The breathy moan that escapes her lips has my dick twitching with need as I position myself and arch off the seat. She slides onto my cock, taking me deeper and deeper until she sits fully on my lap.

I lift my hands back to her face and turn her gaze to me, claiming her mouth with my own as she works me, slowly at first, finding a rhythm that suits both of us. Sweat drips off her face onto mine, skin slaps skin, clothes pushed and shoved aside as she rides me—just like I taught her all those years ago.

My lips are everywhere; her mouth, her neck, her tits, her shoulders and back to her mouth, bruising every part of her. I take hold of her hips again, pushing off the back of the seat and slide into her as deep as I could possibly go.

“I can’t hold it back anymore,” she pants, reaching between us, her fingers caressing her clit. She throws her head back, brown waves fall over the steering wheel as I have front row seats to my favorite show. I watch as Adrianna gets off. Her sleek pussy clenching around my cock, holding me in place as her fingers work vigorously to see her through her orgasm.

“That’s it,” I urge, gritting my teeth. “Come all over me, Reese’s,” I say, grabbing onto her tits as I thrust inside her sensitive pussy. Her eyes roll behind her head as I feel my balls tighten and my dick swell. “Fuck,” I roar, shuddering as her pussy squeezes my release right out of my cock.

Moments later she collapses on top of me, breathless and messy.

“We’re so late,” she mutters against my chest.

“But it was so fucking worth it,” I reply, palming the cheeks of her ass before giving one of them a light smack. “If we leave now, maybe we’ll make it in time for the priest to pronounce them husband and wife.”

“There’s a priest?” She says laughing, leaning back to question me with her eyes.

“Reina’s a holy roller,” I explain as she crawls over the console and drops the visor down.