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I curl my lip.

I throw my Katie girl over my shoulder and walk her to the truck.

I speedfrom the dive bar and once I have a mile between us and that shit hole, I lay off the accelerator a little.

I don’t need to get pulled over right now.

My right hand is torn up and bleeding like crazy.

I turn my head and look at my Katie girl.

She’s gently shaking.

Playing with her hands on her lap.

I think somewhere inside both of us we knew tonight would end up like this.

I wanted other men to look at her so I could break their fucking jaws.

And she wanted to see if I’m really as violent as she thinks.

I curl my right hand around the top of the steering wheel. With my left hand I open and unzip the front of my jeans and push them down.

I make a quick switch with my hands on the steering wheel and then reach for my Katie girl. I grab a fistful of her hair and pull.

“Get over here and suck my cock while I drive,” I order her. “We both need this.”

She turns and crawls a little toward me.

I extend my right hand across the top of the front seat.

She looks up at me with those soothing eyes of hers.

I curl my lip.

This isn’t the time for emotions or feelings.

The only feeling I want is her tight mouth wrapped around my thick cock.

“Now,” I order her.

She uses her right hand to pull my cock completely free.

“Oh, fuck,” she mumbles.

Her lips touch my hard skin a moment later. Followed by her tongue. Running up and down the length of my shaft. She pulls my cock back so she can taste the bottom of my shaft next. My veins throb and pulse.

She is the ultimate drug.

I drive the speed limit, completely focused, gritting my teeth as her teeth graze the head of my cock.

She takes her time accepting me, adjusting her mouth and stretching her jaw once more.

I’m not going to wait all fucking night though.

I move my right hand from the headrest down to her head and I push.

My Katie girl moans and tries to pull back.