Chapter 4
Lia’s Pov
"Speed up a little," I said, pinching his n****e through his shirt, twisting just enough to make him gasp.
"But don't crash, or we'll punish you by not letting you c*m for an hour." He pressed the gas, the car surging forward, his strokes getting faster without meaning to, precum leaking over his fingers in sticky strings.
Mia reached over and replaced his hand with hers, jerking him firm and steady, her wrist twisting at the top just how he liked from earlier.
"Tell us what you're thinking, Alex," she demanded, her other hand sliding under her skirt to rub her clit, the wet sounds filling the car. "Be dirty, say it out loud."
He groaned, eyes flicking to the mirror to look at me, then back to the road. "I... I can't stop thinking about your p*****s," he admitted
