Chapter 4
Mia’s POV.
Mom twisted further in her seat, nose wrinkling as she sniffed the thick air in the cab again.
“What’s smelling in here? It’s getting real strong all of a sudden, like… I don’t know, something musky and off.”
My heart slammed so hard I thought it would give us away. Marcus’s fingers were still shiny with my c*m on my inner thigh, and now his bare c**k was out, thick and hot, the heavy head nudging right up against my swollen, dripping cunt lips under the bunched-up sundress.
My thong hung torn and useless to one side.
I could feel how open and puffy I still was from his fingers, slick and messy and ready.
Marcus didn’t even flinch. His voice came out steady and deep, casual as f**k while he used one big hand to spread my ass cheek just enough under the fabric
