Rev (9 page)

“Oh, dirty girl,” he exclaimed, a smug grin running across his face. “You meant the other kind of ride.”

I slapped him on the shoulder. “Yeah, you wish.” I gulped as the speedometer passed 100. “Now, slow the hell down!”

Rev looked straight ahead with intensity written on his face. His dark, thick eyebrows pressed downwards and the muscles of his forearms shifted visibly as he tightly gripped the car’s controls.

“It’s an easy turn,” he said calmly. “Not to mention, it’ll be fun.”

“Fun?!” I shouted, bewildered by his nonchalance. “Something that can kill you is fun?!”

“Most definitely,” he said, hitting the e-brake so suddenly I screamed and lurched forward against my seat belt harness.

The car seemed to lose control like it was about to spin out. Rev shifted and did something with the pedals, hitting the brake and then the throttle while steering in the opposite direction of the turn.

“Hooolyy Craaaap!” I howled like I was on a roller coaster.

Tremendous centrifugal force pressed me back against my seat as we slid sideways around the curve. Smoke billowed up from the tires. I was scared. I was disconcerted. And yes, I was thrilled.

The adrenaline rushed through me. My stomach fluttered. I continued screaming, but more for the thrill of it. I was on a high-octane joyride.

Rev hit the throttle as we came out of the turn and the car gripped the road again as it straightened out.

“Told you it’d be fun.”

I breathed heavy, hand over my pounding heart. “Yeah, but if you do it again, I’ll kill you.”

He looked me over with amusement. “All right then kitten.”

“We’re back to the kitten thing again?”

He nodded and the corners of his mouth went up into a slight smile. “Like I said, you’ve got the claws to match.”

We passed onto a long, open stretch of highway. Day was turning to dusk, and it looked as if there’d be a wonderfully colorful sunset.

“Well, just keep that in mind,” I noted. “No more funny business.”

The car began to speed up again. I heard the engine noise build and the now familiar feeling of my body pressing hard back against the seat.

A mischievous look spread across Rev’s face. “I think we need a little more funny business,” he said, shifting into an even noisier gear. “Not to mention, you look so damn hot when you’re annoyed. I can’t help it.”

“I swear, if you do that again, Rev—”

“Looks like we’re speeding up!” He pressed hard on the throttle. “I see another turn ahead!”

I huffed, and threw my hands up dramatically in a sign of exasperation. “Alright… What do you want Rev?”

“It’s more about what you want kitten.”

“What do you mean?”

He grinned ear to ear as the speedometer hit 100 again. “I won’t stop going faster until you tell me what you really want. Every dirty detail.”

I gulped. “Alright. Fine. I wouldn’t mind what we did last night.”

Rev shrugged. “I can go much faster.”

The car lurched forward. I caught my breath. My heart began pounding again, but I wasn’t sure if it was the neck breaking speed or the filthy images running through my head.

“I want you Rev,” I said, my voice low and slightly embarrassed.

“Better keep going. That turn’s coming right up!”

The bastard…

“I want your damn hands all over me like they were last night.” My voice caught and I squirmed. “I want to feel you inside of me.”

“You want me to fuck you, kitten?” Rev asked, his voice husky.

“Yes. I do.” I pleaded. “What are you waiting for? Slow down.”

“I want to hear you beg for it.” His voice was darker now, rough and grating. “I want to hear you say how much you want it.”

“I want you deep inside me Rev.”

I felt a rush of desire flood my body.

It’s true.

All I could think about was how much I wanted him to fuck me, hard and fast, as I screamed and pressed against his tensing body. I ached to feel him inside me. Just the thought of it made me wet.

“I want you to soak your panties just thinking about my cock.”

Already there…

“I want it now, Rev.” The words just tumbled out. “Pull over.”

The car slowed. “That’s more like it,” he grunted.

I could see the impressive outline of his package as his cock tensed against his jeans. I had the sudden urge to climb on top of him. I wanted his entire length thrusting deep into my center.

We exited off the highway and up to a look out. No one was there. Night was falling. The sunset over the desert was spectacular. Warm hues of dusty yellows, reds, and purples mingled over the barren vastness. The sweeping, extraordinary immensity of nature took my breath away.

Rev stopped the car. “Damn it Winter.” He threaded his fingers through my hair and gripped the base of my neck, bringing my face towards his. “You’re absolutely beautiful.”

The throbbing between my thighs intensified. I moaned, but the sound came out as more of a whimper. I reached for the hardness straining in his jeans.

“No, not yet,” he ordered.

I felt his hand travel up between my thighs, dragging my skirt up over my panties.

“You’re already soaked.”

I nodded, eyes closed, waiting for his touch. He peeled off the panties and slipped them down and over my heeled feet.

“Fuck, the things I want to do to you kitten…” His voice came out like a low growl.

I felt a finger circle my clit and another caress between my slit, spreading my juices. I arched towards him, wanting him to press further into me.

His other hand gripped my hair tightly and held me in place. He watched me while he touched me, his bright blue-eyes gaze intense and dominant. He stroked me gently, the pressure and rhythm of his fingers sending waves of pleasure through my body.

Finally, he pushed past my tight entrance. I felt the stroking on the inside. He curled his fingers upwards and massaged the sensitive pad of my G-spot. Delicious twinges I’d never felt before shot through my body. I moaned and my hips rocked towards his hand.

He withdrew his fingers. I slumped, disappointed and eager for more.

“Get in the backseat,” Rev ordered.

I crawled into the back, my skirt hiked over my naked behind.

“Oh fuck,” Rev groaned. “That ass, Winter. Just looking at that drives me crazy.”

He followed into the backseat and stretched my body out so my legs were spread. Then he began to kiss the length of my thighs, moving up towards the center. I sighed and my head went back as his mouth covered me. His tongue worked me over until I was on the verge, until I grasped at his thick hair by the roots.

Then his fingers went into me again as his mouth focused on my clit. He sucked hard, bringing excruciating pangs of pleasure so strong I couldn’t think about anything else. His fingers made come hither motions inside me while his other hand kneaded my breasts and pinched my erect nipples.

“I love how you taste,” Rev groaned, his voice muffled as his mouth pressed against me. “Delicious.” The vibrations of his deep, rumbling voice shot through my center like pulses of electricity.

“Rev…” I moaned. “Oh God, Rev. I’m coming.”

“Of course you are.”

Suddenly, his tongue darted into me as his warm mouth covered my pussy. He pulled me closer, hands gripping the cheeks of my ass, and I came hard against him. I climaxed violently, thrashing as he licked and sucked between my legs.

He held me like that until I came down from my orgasm. Then, pulling his head from my thighs, he sat up and ripped off his shirt.

My eyes feasted as I took in the rippling contours of his muscular body.

God, he’s perfect…

Rev looked down at me with an expression full of lust. His gorgeous eyes were full of voracious desire. He pulled off his jeans and his boxer-briefs. His cock sprung free, long and pulsing with hardness, the tip already glistening.

He stroked his length, eyeing my body hungrily. I closed my eyes, anticipating the exquisite feeling of him inside me, stretching me until I was tight around his pulsing cock.

“Oh fuck,” he said suddenly. “I don’t have a condom.”

I didn’t care. I needed him to fuck me. “I’m on the pill,” I informed him.

Rev looked me in the eyes intently, like he was searching for something. “You mean you trust me?”

I nodded. “Right now I want you to fuck me senseless.”

His body tensed eagerly. “My pleasure.”

The head of his cock pressed against my labia. I had never been so ready. I was dripping wet, fully ready. He entered without hesitation, in one swift motion. And even though his fingers had stretched me, readying me for his girth, I still felt a pang as I widened further to accommodate him.

I arched my back and wrapped my legs around him as he eased his entire length inside of me. My hands ran over the powerful muscles of his flexing abdomen.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned as he began pumping long strokes into me.

I could feel the throbbing of his cock deep inside me. The feeling of skin-on-skin with no barrier between us was exquisite. He thrust into me relentlessly, smooth but with just the right amount of friction.

His torso glistened with sweat as the desert heat seeped into the car. My hands instinctively went to his shoulders and back, tracing the contours of etched muscle.

“Fuck, yes.” I sighed. “Harder.”

Rev supported his weight on one elbow.  His other hand began to pinch my nipples while he slammed into me.

“I’ll give you harder,” he growled. “You like this don’t you? Getting pounded out in the open. It’s the fear of being discovered, caught taking it like the dirty girl you are.”

“Yes. Rev. Yes”

My hands fell down his back and over his rock hard ass. He drove into me like a piston. I savored the feeling of his muscles clenching intensely with every thrust.

In that moment, nothing else mattered. His strong hand was on my breast, his warm breath on my ear, and his beautiful cock filled me to the brim. It was euphoric. Like a dream come true. Only better.

“I’m going to fill you up,” Rev whispered hoarsely into my ear. “Here. It. Is.”

He pulled out, almost all the way, and then rammed home even deeper. I cried out as he erupted inside me. I felt his warm seed spurt violently and drip out of me. And just then, the white heat of my orgasm rippled through my body and my mind went blank.

“Damn it,” Rev groaned, breathing heavily. “That was... Wow.”

I’d say.

There’d be no getting over Rev Gryffin. As of now, he was literally and figuratively lodged within me.

Chapter Ten

REV

“Can you just get my uncle?” I asked, slightly annoyed. Though really I was unnerved for other reasons. Reasons involving Winter Calloway.

“We have to go soon if we are to intercept.”

“Yeah, I get it Adrian. I still need to understand what exactly is going on here. Just have Stefan pack up the rest of the gear and go find my uncle.” I pointed to the warehouse complex we were parked outside of. “He’s somewhere in there, probably with Derek.”

“Ya, ya.” Finally he walked off.

Must be something about Denmark.

The two gearhead brothers were good hearted and loyal. But hell if I could understand their thought process.

My Uncle Norman had called me in for a last minute run. He and Derek got the scoop on a shipment of Maseratis up from Long Beach. Turns out they were being used to smuggle a load of drugs for some kingpin looking to expand his territory. The idea was to intercept the shipment, dispose of the drugs, and get the cars “washed” for bulk resale on the blacker side of the market.

Easy enough. We’d been doing this kind of thing for a while, picking up on illicit shipments, intercepting, and liquidating. Well, my uncle was the one who’d started it. The money went to helping all the ranchers and workers left without home or job when my dad started selling off the family agriculture business. We were in transportation now, at least according to my dad’s grand vision.

And as luck would have it, it just so happened that Gryffin Transportation was handling this illicit shipment. Or maybe it wasn’t luck. Which wasn’t to say anyone in the business knew about the drugs. It happened all the time: crime kingpins hiding drugs in shipments without the truckers knowing about it.

Still, this made things more complicated. I was essentially spearheading an operation to steal from my old man. Uncle Norman was going behind his brother’s back. Though, my father hadn’t been on best terms with his brother since forcing him out of the business during a corporate restructuring. Still, I hoped Uncle Norman was looking into this. It could really spiral into a big deal.

You know what else is spiraling into a big deal?