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I couldn’t stop smiling the entire way into the house.

My pussy was throbbing so hard I was surprised I wasn’t leaving a wet spot on the leather seat.

Ethan’s filthy words were still ringing in my ears: “I’ve been imagining how loud you’d scream when I stretch that pretty pussy with my thick cock.”

gawwd, I was soaked.

As soon as we stepped inside the empty mansion, I kicked off my heels and turned to face him, my short sundress riding dangerously high on my thighs.

“So… are you going to pull the car over next time, big guy?” I teased, biting my lip. “Or are...