Chapter 4
Ryan’s POV
I pleaded in a rushed whisper, turning my head just enough to shoot him a glare over my shoulder, but my eyes probably looked more desperate than angry, my pupils blown wide with the lust I could not shake, and as I spoke, my hips rocked forward into his palm on instinct, chasing that pressure that sent sparks of pleasure shooting through my veins.
Oh my goodness, I’m so horny!
His grip on my hip tightened like a vice, not letting me pull away even an inch, keeping my ass seated right on his erection where it continued to grind up with every sway of the vehicle, the seam of my sweatpants now damp from his own leaking tip seeping through his jeans.
The car swerved slightly to avoid a pothole, jolting us side to side, and that movement made his c**k slide deeper
