hanging off of the edge of the hood and then I felt his exposed cock pressed against my wetness. He slid inside quickly, buried to the hilt as I let out a loud gasp of pleasure.
“Don’t hold back.” I leaned in and whispered into his ear.
“I won’t.” He replied as he slammed himself between my thighs.
There was something different in his touch, something more than just a lust for sex. I could tell it by how he held me, how he moved against me, and how his heart beat against my breasts. He wasn’t just fucking me; he was making love to me. I started to slide myself forward to meet his thrusts. I felt truly connected with him for the first time. The intensity was still there, but he didn’t intentionally try to hurt me. He held me against the hood and supported my back so it wouldn’t slam into the metal each time he drove himself into me. I had enjoyed being taken roughly by the mysterious stranger, but there was a merging of our souls as I felt his cock hastily move across my g-spot. I slid into him as fast as I could and he met me with the same force. I threw my head back with pleasure, trusting him to support me as the pleasure enveloped my whole body. I could feel his muscles tense as he continued to drive his cock into my pussy. The whole car rocked with each thrust.
“Don’t stop.” I begged as his thrusts got faster.
He was close and I could feel it as his cock throbbed. It was the first time he had gotten close without my orgasm already pouring out of my body. There was a different hunger in him; he was seeking more than sex—the emotional connection was sending him over the edge. Once I felt him begin to pulsate inside of me, my body reacted. My eyes closed as the mixture of emotions and pleasure swept through me. I tried to hold on. I didn’t want it to end. I knew our time was limited and we didn’t have long, but I still craved more. I wanted it to last forever. While he was inside of me, the rest of the world was washed away. Everything that had happened was temporarily suspended, but once we were done, we had to face the reality and deal with it. The orgasm built and then his cum started to surge into me. I couldn’t hold on any longer. I came, squeezing every last drop out of him as his momentum slowed. He pulled me close and his breathing started to return to normal.
“Just hold me…” I begged as I slumped onto his shoulder.
“When this is all over, I’ll hold you as long as you want, but there is something I have to do.” He pulled away and reached for his pants.
I groaned as I dropped off of the hood and started to piece myself back together. I pulled out a cigarette and his lighter appeared like magic, the flame ignited in front of me. I leaned forward and lit it, following behind him after he gathered everything he needed out of the car. He rolled his shoulder a couple of times and I could see the stain on his shirt oozing with fresh blood. I had no idea what he had in mind, but I knew I had to trust him. I still couldn’t believe my father would actually put a man in harm’s way even if he was trying to topple the Mafia Empire. That just wasn’t the kind of man he was. Braden didn’t know my father like I did. He didn’t know the man who stopped representing criminals because it ate away at his conscious. For that kind of man to turn to what amounted to murder—there was no way I could wrap my head around that.
Chapter 14: Braden
We had to get a car. Unfortunately, even though I was able to wipe down the one we were in, my blood was on the seat, so I would have to send someone to burn it later. It was out of sight for the moment, and it didn’t seem like anyone used that level of the garage, so I felt like it would stay out of sight. My shoulder was killing me, but the endorphins of our lovemaking had offset it enough for me to walk comfortably. I looked around the
“Don’t hold back.” I leaned in and whispered into his ear.
“I won’t.” He replied as he slammed himself between my thighs.
There was something different in his touch, something more than just a lust for sex. I could tell it by how he held me, how he moved against me, and how his heart beat against my breasts. He wasn’t just fucking me; he was making love to me. I started to slide myself forward to meet his thrusts. I felt truly connected with him for the first time. The intensity was still there, but he didn’t intentionally try to hurt me. He held me against the hood and supported my back so it wouldn’t slam into the metal each time he drove himself into me. I had enjoyed being taken roughly by the mysterious stranger, but there was a merging of our souls as I felt his cock hastily move across my g-spot. I slid into him as fast as I could and he met me with the same force. I threw my head back with pleasure, trusting him to support me as the pleasure enveloped my whole body. I could feel his muscles tense as he continued to drive his cock into my pussy. The whole car rocked with each thrust.
“Don’t stop.” I begged as his thrusts got faster.
He was close and I could feel it as his cock throbbed. It was the first time he had gotten close without my orgasm already pouring out of my body. There was a different hunger in him; he was seeking more than sex—the emotional connection was sending him over the edge. Once I felt him begin to pulsate inside of me, my body reacted. My eyes closed as the mixture of emotions and pleasure swept through me. I tried to hold on. I didn’t want it to end. I knew our time was limited and we didn’t have long, but I still craved more. I wanted it to last forever. While he was inside of me, the rest of the world was washed away. Everything that had happened was temporarily suspended, but once we were done, we had to face the reality and deal with it. The orgasm built and then his cum started to surge into me. I couldn’t hold on any longer. I came, squeezing every last drop out of him as his momentum slowed. He pulled me close and his breathing started to return to normal.
“Just hold me…” I begged as I slumped onto his shoulder.
“When this is all over, I’ll hold you as long as you want, but there is something I have to do.” He pulled away and reached for his pants.
I groaned as I dropped off of the hood and started to piece myself back together. I pulled out a cigarette and his lighter appeared like magic, the flame ignited in front of me. I leaned forward and lit it, following behind him after he gathered everything he needed out of the car. He rolled his shoulder a couple of times and I could see the stain on his shirt oozing with fresh blood. I had no idea what he had in mind, but I knew I had to trust him. I still couldn’t believe my father would actually put a man in harm’s way even if he was trying to topple the Mafia Empire. That just wasn’t the kind of man he was. Braden didn’t know my father like I did. He didn’t know the man who stopped representing criminals because it ate away at his conscious. For that kind of man to turn to what amounted to murder—there was no way I could wrap my head around that.
Chapter 14: Braden
We had to get a car. Unfortunately, even though I was able to wipe down the one we were in, my blood was on the seat, so I would have to send someone to burn it later. It was out of sight for the moment, and it didn’t seem like anyone used that level of the garage, so I felt like it would stay out of sight. My shoulder was killing me, but the endorphins of our lovemaking had offset it enough for me to walk comfortably. I looked around the
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