14: Call or text me first (II)

“Stop talking,” I begged. “You are not making this easy for both of us.”

“Good.”

“Waylen—” I cut in before he could say more.

“Because one, I want to bend you over my knees and spank you for making me suffer blue fucking balls this long. Two, I want to fuck you till we both see stars, tesoro,” he said. Fuck him because those words made me gulp hard. Heat pooled even more between my already quivering thighs. “Since we can’t have that here, I’m willing to settle for fucking you slow. Nice and slow in the backseat. If you are good, Beth, I’ll make you come more than once. I won’t make you beg, not so much, anyway.”

My breath hitched. But I managed a soft, “Stop.”

“Just please, get in the car immediately. Let me make both of us happy.”

My panties were soaked. My thoughts were scrambled but one stayed coherent.