The girl in his car was silent, as he sped down the dirt road. He didn’t fancy quiet right now. He needed a distraction from his imposing thoughts that were bombarding him with images of Layla.

Her pretty glistening pussy, her soft red lips, and the taste…

Tyler groaned loudly, annoyed as hell.

“You okay?” The girl’s voice cracked through the quietness, startling Tyler a bit since he had almost forgotten about her being in the car with him.

He was surprised by how well his nose had blocked out the stench of her perfume, which was overpowering in the car.

Tyler tried to regain his composure and moved his foot on the accelerator slightly when he noticed he was driving at an impossibly fast speed. There were no houses or people around until a few miles so he wasn’t worried about crashing into anyone.

But still, it wasn’t a safe speed going down a dirt road where there was practically no one in sight to give help if needs be.

“I’m fine.” His voice came out like steel, hard and unbending.

He hadn’t meant to sound so rude but he was frustrated and downright angry. At himself, at Layla and his body for tormenting him that way

From the corner of his eye, he saw the girl nod. She hadn’t looked fazed and she didn’t seem to mind his rather rude demeanor.

“My name is Sally if you were wondering.” She spoke up and no doubt trying to engage him in a conversation.

Actually, he hadn’t been wondering at all. In fact, he cared little about her name. He never cared about their names. That’s the thing, he cared little for the girls he slept with.

That didn’t make him a bad guy….he did tell them what they were getting themselves into.

Tyler only nods to not seem so rude. He was beginning to think this was a bad idea. The girl wasn’t helping him with serving as a distraction. She wasn’t helping at all.

Tyler Wood. Have to say, your name is the

asked, not at all surprised since he did have a reputation with the girls at the tracks. It wasn’t his fault, he was a man with needs. And the girls

willing enough.

thought about it, he couldn’t help but feel…..unsatisfied. When he really looked at it, no girl has ever satisfied him….yet just the taste of Layla’s pussy satisfied him yet

because now he

they’ve mentioned that you

the girl Sally talking the entire time he was thinking of

lip which suggested that she wanted something from him. And

road. He’d be quick with her and then drop her off where he got her from. There was no way he’d put up with the smell of

dirt road and then sighed. He was still hard from thinking about Layla so

it all.

He said bluntly. There would be no flirting or sweet talks. She wasn’t the only

But she will do.

literally tore away from his leather seats to have

She mewled as she run her palms over his hard cock. She thought she was the one who caused his cock to

was racing. And it was only

her palms over his hard cock. Her palms were warm, but did nothing for

feel so big.” The

her

teeth. It was not because he liked the feel of her hand on

him.

him from

on the steering wheel tighten until

gritted out,

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