I should feel dirty. I should punish Brack for f*****g me in a bathroom when I was tipsy. I should f**k him again in the back of a town car. That last thought won.
"Naughty girl," he groaned when I straddled his lap.
"I'll show you naughty," I whispered as I slipped from his lap to the floorboard. It took all of six seconds to slip his c**k from his pants. Brack complemented my wild side. He f****d up my plans, too. Right now I refused to think about it. I slid my lips over his d**k, the soft silky feel and taste of him filling my mouth.
There was no divider between the driver and us and I really didn't care what he thought. I slurped just for the hell of it. f**k, Brack tasted divine. I circled my tongue around the head of his c**k and sucked. I moved my fingers off the base and rested
