Abigail
I scrambled off Finnegan’s lap so fast I nearly kissed the dashboard. My shorts and panties were still tangled around one ankle. My face burned with embarrassnt as he calmly rolled down the window just enough to speak.
"Can I help you?" he asked, his voice was completely devoid of the husky desire from monts before.
"This is a residential area," the woman said, her arms crossed. "We don’t need strange cars parked in alleys; we’ve had enough problems."
Oh, great, she was one of the Karens in the neighborhood. Finnegan’s jaw tightened, but he nodded. "Noted. We were leaving."
He rolled up the window, started the engine, and pulled out without another word. The silence in the car was thick, and I fumbled with my clothes, my cheeks burning.
"Well, that was awkward," I teased, a wider smile tugging at my lips when he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. I had never seen him do that.
"I’m sorry. I lost my mind for a second there," he murmured, reaching over to squeeze my thigh. His cock was tented in his pants, and playfully, I reached over to squeeze.
"There’s nothing to apologize for."
He threw a curse into the air. "Abigail, co on,"
"Is there anywhere we could go?" I whispered, stroking the throbbing shaft while his grip on the steering wheel tightened. "I want to make you feel better, Finn,"
His chest rose and fell, flexing with each breath. I shoved off my panties and shorts completely, tossing them in the back seat, and spread my thighs.
He gritted his teeth, and instead of heading back toward my apartnt, he drove to an isolated parking garage downtown.
The place was mostly empty, save for a few cars scattered across. He parked in a dim corner, away from the only other vehicle on our level, a black SUV.
Without a word, he killed the engine. "Please,"
My heart slamd against my chest like a freight train. I blinked in surprise, staring at his haunted face in disbelief. I didn’t think I had ever heard him say that word to , and it disoriented the hell out of .
"Abby," He called huskily, popping the console between us open to fish out a condom.
The crinkle of the nylon wrapping brought out of my trance. I yanked down the zipper of his pants, his harsh, labored breathing only getting wetter. His cock jutted out, and the car was filled with our pants as he rolled the condom over it.
I didn’t hesitate this ti, climbing over the console again and settling on his lap, facing away from him.
His arms wrapped around my waist, pulling back against his chest. For a mont, we just sat like that, his breath warm against my neck.
Then his hands moved to my hips, lifting slightly. I gasped as he positioned my cunt against his cock, the thick head pressing against my entrance. He lowered slowly, and I moaned as he stretched my poor pussy so fucking good.
"God, yes, baby," he whispered against my hair, his voice raw.
I tilted my head back against his shoulder as he began to move, his hands gripping my hips to guide .
My eyes found the side mirror of the SUV next to us, and the sight made gasp. I could see everything, my breasts bouncing with each thrust, his hands gripping my pale skin, his cock disappearing into my pussy over and over.
I watched in the mirror as his fingers dug into my flesh, my body arched against his. His face was buried in my neck, and I could feel his hot breath against my skin, hear the soft whimpers of my na as he reared his hips and slamd up into .
"Finn," I breathed, my hands gripping his thighs.
One of his hands slid up from my hip to cup my breast, his thumb brushing against my nipple, pushing closer to the edge.
I whimpered as his other hand moved between my legs, his fingers finding my clit and circling it along with his thrusts.
I cried out as pleasure shot through , my body tensing, my orgasm washing over . He followed monts later with a guttural groan, his hips jerking as he ca.
We stayed like that for a while, his face buried in my neck as I felt him shuddering against . I froze for a second. Was he... Was he having a ltdown?
"Hey," I whispered, running my fingers through his hair. "Shhhh, It’s okay."
He didn’t answer and just tightened his arms around , burying his face deeper.
"I could co ho with you," I murmured, running my fingers through his hair. "I don’t know how to cook shit, but we can order sothing in, I suppose."
His body shook with laughter behind , and a triumphant smile curled my lips.
He pressed his lips to my shoulder, trailing them up my neck. "You’re so fucking funny, Abby."
"And you love it," I teased, and his chest rumbled in agreent.
"I’m starting to find that I do," I gasped when his teeth latched onto my earlobe, nibbling at it. His tongue flicked over it, and a shudder tore through my body. "You’re coming with-"
His phone rang, cutting him off. He shifted to pick it from the dashboard.
His entire body tensed as he looked at the screen. I couldn’t see who was calling, but I saw every single bit of softness drain from his face, replaced by cold fury.
"Who is it?" I asked softly. "Is it your mother?"
He ignored my question and tossed the phone back on the dashboard, lifting off his lap. "I have to go,"
"W-What?" started, confused by the sudden shift. The man who had been seeking comfort in my arms monts before was gone, replaced by the freaking ice tundra I had first t.
"Finn?"
"Sothing ca up," His icy green eyes softened for a second when they flicked to mine but it over.
I pulled on my clothes, fear gnawing at my insides. Why was he so different? Who had called him? Was it... was it whoever Angel was?
I got no explanation on the drive back ho. Nothing at all.
He was just going to drop off like I was a hot fucking potato?
The car pulled up on the driveway before my building and I couldn’t hold back the question anymore.
"Who’s Angel?"
My stomach dropped fifty feet into the ground when his head whipped to and his eyes widened. "How... how do you know about Angel?"
No, it couldn’t be what I was thinking right? "I saw a card and a gift box on your bedside table last ti I was over."
He turned away from , tapping the steering wheel. "I have to go, Abigail,"
"I’m not getting an answer then?"
"Soday, so other ti. Please go in, I need you to be safe before I can leave."
Stop saying things like that to when you’re hiding shit from , I wanted to scream.
With a sulk, I opened the door and stalked to the entrance of my building, fighting the gnawing feeling in my stomach. When I glanced back, Finnegan turned on the engine and zood off.
"What the actual fuck?!"
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