I glanced out the tinted window, and back to Colt as he pushed my skirt back.
The man actually bent his head, and stared into my p***y.
Warmth spread all over my skin, and I think I dripped a little more.
He was silent as he straightened up.
Suddenly his hand grabbed my thigh, and he was pulling me over the console as his back fell against his seat.
I gasped and blinked when I found myself staring down into his eyes.
“May I?”
I swallowed, nodding. This play-politeness was…
I forgot what it was now because Colt’s fingers were under me, prying my p***y lips apart.
His eyes were on mine the whole time, like a predator teasing the prey he planned to maul anyway.
Then he spanked.
My body jumped, instinctively pulling away from him as my p***y stung.
But his free hand grabbed my n
