**Warming: Skip if you can’t take it.**
“Xavier…”
“You think he’d f**k you better?” he hissed. “You want to find out?”
She shook her head fast.
“No! I don’t!”
But he didn’t stop.
He slid a finger inside her.
Then two.
The wet sound was obscene in the tight space of the car. Her hands gripped the seat.
“You’re going to come right here,” he growled. “Before we even make it home. Right on my f*****g fingers. And you’re going to moan my name while you do it, or I swear I’ll pull this car over and f**k you on the hood where the whole neighborhood can see.”
Her head snapped back against the seat.
His fingers curled.
Hit that spot that made her legs lock and her toes curl.
“Xavier…fuck…please…”
“Come for me, Skye. Do it now. Prove he means nothing.”
She shattered.
Screamed.
Her b
