Kage

Fuck. I hit the gas and pull ahead of the vehicles that are trailing behind us. We’ve had decent luck until now, but it was only a matter of time before the other teams managed to track us down. My only regret is that Benji had time to hop in a vehicle, though I suppose there’s a chance Tamar would go back for him if he got left behind.

Then again, she may not.

Not after he pissed her off enough to have her lunge at him. She certainly hasn’t appreciated him constantly stirring up trouble, and wasn’t cutting him any slack. Too bad he couldn’t take a fucking hint and keep his damn mouth shut.

I keep checking my rearview mirror even though Tamar is now giving me a play by play. “They’re about a mile back. Looks like there are only two vehicles. Rusted up shit buckets if you ask me, which might be the only thing saving our asses since you’re all driving like my Grannie Mabel.”

I throw back my head and laugh, knowing better than to take her comment on my driving personally. Tamar likes being in control, and right now, I’m the one driving, which means, she’s ornery. Though I kind of like it.

“Don’t you worry, kitten. I promise to one-up your gran and lose these assholes.” We just need to hit an intersection and be far enough ahead that they won’t know which way we’ve gone. And in this neck of the woods? That should be easy enough to come by. Eventually.

I floor the gas and put even more distance between us and whoever is following us, earning me a shit-eating grin from Tamar. “There’s hope for you yet, Sherlock.”

The way she looks at me has my cock aching to have her, leaving me desperate to fist her hair as I grab her hip and sink into that sweet pussy of hers. She must see my need for her in my eyes, because the next thing I know, she’s sidling up to me, her breasts pressing against my shoulder as her hand slips onto my thigh. “What are you up to, kitten?”

“Just drive, Kage.” She bites my neck, my groan escaping as I force myself to focus on not driving us off the road, especially when her hand drifts up to my cock, stroking it through my jeans. “Unless you’d rather I stop.”

“Fucking hell, woman. Don’t you dare stop.” It’ll be a damn miracle if I manage to keep myself from pushing her head into my lap to suck my cock. With one hand on the wheel, I let my other hand run up her thigh to her pussy, applying pressure against her clit. She bites me hard in return as my hips rock against her palm in search of relief, desperate to feed the pressure that’s building, even as her rhythm matches mine.

I can’t believe we’re going to jerk each other off in a car like horny teenagers. Yet I’m all for it, especially when she unzips my jeans and frees my erection, shoving my clothes out of the way as best she can, before letting her fingers lightly tease their way down my length. “Now there’s a bit of a pleasant surprise. It’s even nicer than I imagined.”

“Did you really think I’d have a small, limp cock?” I have to laugh, given that I know I’ve been blessed in more ways than one.

“Of course not, Sherlock. Though you’re definitely longer and thicker than I’d expected.” Her fingers wrap around my shaft before slipping lazily up and down my length, and whether it’s to make a point or drive me crazy, I don’t much care as long as she doesn’t stop. “How far have we pulled ahead?”

I groan, having nearly forgotten that we’ve got assholes on our tail. “I can barely see them. And we’ve got an intersection just ahead.”

We’re the last vehicle in our group, and sure enough, Lars and Dessa take a left and we all follow suit, taking yet another turn at the next intersection, not far from the first. That puts us in a decent position to lose our tail, making it a hell of a lot easier for me to relax and enjoy the mischief Tamar’s getting into.

“We’ve lost them.” I try to slow my racing heart as she now gives me her undivided attention, teasing the slit and head of my cock as she traces the lines of my cock with a gentle touch, clearly aware that she’s making me crazy. Well, two can play at this game. “Shimmy out of your jeans, kitten. I want easy access to your pussy.”

“Not happening.” Her words are warm against my skin, biting my neck as she continues to tease me. “Just enjoy yourself, Kage. You can take care of me later.”

Stubborn girl.

But before I can protest, she lowers her head to my lap and runs her tongue along the slit of my cock, flicking it to tease me before wrapping her sweet lips around the head and sucking me. “Fucking hell, woman…”

It’s been so fucking long. I swear at that moment that I’m never going to let Tamar go. I’m going to fucking marry this girl. And maybe I’m riding some kind of delusional high since I can’t remember the last time—if ever—I felt anything so good, but I don’t care.

She’s mine.

With an urgency that already has me riding that delicious edge, she takes me deeper, sucking my cock and teasing me with her tongue, setting just the right pace to make me crazy—fast enough to keep my orgasm building, but slow enough to have me groaning. I can't help but wrap her blonde ponytail around my fist, tightening my hold as I take control, though when she moans in response, the vibrations nearly do my head in, especially when she takes me deeper, her pace quickening.

Except that I want this to last, and I want to remember every second of it.

“That’s it, kitten… that feels so fucking good.” It takes all I have to focus on the road when I’d rather throw my head back, close my eyes and just enjoy myself without any distractions. Yet watching her head bob up and down as my cock hits the back of her throat is all I need, especially when she hefts my balls, running her fingers against the soft spot behind them.

Fuck. I can barely hold back.

I thrust up, forcing her to take me deeper, which she eagerly does, sucking me hard until there’s no holding back my orgasm as it crashes through me. My heart hammers against my ribs, as I come with a grunt, my cock pulsing in her mouth, shooting my hot cum down her throat as she swallows it down eagerly until there’s nothing left. “Kitten… I think I just fell in love.”

She pulls free, letting my cock slip from her lips, looking up at me with a laugh as she tucks me away, and zips up my jeans. “I’m sure you did. But I’m not looking for love. This life is too dangerous to grow attached to people.”

“Then you’re too fucking late, ’cause I’m already attached to you, and I’m not letting you go.” There’s no point in lying to her. “And you’re right—life is dangerous, and it’s far too short, which means you need to grab what happiness comes your way, and hold onto it, since you may not come by it again. And you, kitten, make me happy.”

I half expect her to put up a fight or protest against my attachment to her, but she just shrugs and kisses my cheek, settling against my side as I drape my arm around her shoulder. “Fair enough. Though I make no guarantees, even if I’ll let it play out for now.”

I can’t ask for a whole lot more, though it only leaves me all the more determined to prove to her that we’re meant to be together.

And with luck, we’ll have plenty of time together, so I can do just that.

Because Tamar? She’s like a blazing sun on a bleak landscape, and I’m already a doomed man.