Chapter 65
The girl in his car was silent, as he sped down the dirt road. He didn’t fancy quiet right now. He needed a
distraction from his imposing thoughts that were bombarding him with images of La.
Her pretty glistening pussy, her soft red lips, and the taste…
Tyler groaned loudly, annoyed as hell.
“You okay?” The girl’s voice cracked through the quietness, startling Tyler a bit since he had almost
forgotten about her being in the car with him.
He was surprised by how well his nose had blocked out the stench of her perfume, which was
overpowering in the car.
Tyler tried to regain hisposure and moved his foot on the elerator slightly when he noticed he
was driving at an impossibly fast speed. There were no houses or people around until a few miles so he
wasn’t worried about crashing into anyone.
But still, it wasn’t a safe speed going down a dirt road where there was practically no one in sight to give
help if needs be.
“I’m fine.” His voice came out like steel, hard and unbending.
He hadn’t meant to sound so rude but he was frustrated and downright angry. At himself, at La and
his body for tormenting him that way.
From the corner of his eye, he saw the girl nod. She hadn’t looked fazed and she didn’t seem to mind his
rather rude demeanor.
“My name is Sally if you were wondering.” She spoke up and no doubt trying to engage him in a
conversation.
Actually, he hadn’t been wondering at all. In fact, he cared little about her name. He never cared about
their names. That’s the thing, he cared little for the girls he slept with.
That didn’t make him a bad guy….he did tell them what they were getting themselves into.
Tyler only nods to not seem so rude. He was beginning to think this was a bad idea. The girl wasn’t
helping him with serving as a distraction. She wasn’t helping at all.
“You’re a big name on the tracks out here. Tyler Wood. Have to say, your name is the most popr with
thedies.” Sally said and Tyler detected a smile in her voice.
“And how is that?” Tyler asked, not at all surprised since he did have a reputation with the girls at the
tracks. It wasn’t his fault, he was a man with needs. And the girls were all
willing enough.
But now as he thought about it, he couldn’t help but feel…..unsatisfied. When he really looked at it, no
girl has ever satisfied him….yet just the taste of La’s pussy satisfied him yet made him crave her taste
even more. It was a win and lose situation with La. He was winning by being able to taste her and
losing by losing his sanity.
And his mind was proving his point, because now he was again focused on La.
“Yeah. So they’ve mentioned that you pack quite a lot….”
Was the girl Sally talking the entire time he was thinking of La?
Tyler spared her a nce. She was biting her bottom lip which suggested that she wanted something
from him. And Tyler knew exactly what.
He slowed down, pulling off the road and parked the car sloppily on the side of the road. He’d be quick
with her and then drop her off where he got her from. There was no way he’d put up with the smell of her
perfume any longer.
Tyler killed off the engine, stared out onto the dirt road and then sighed. He was still hard from thinking
about La so this would be much easier.
He turn to face the girl, her features said it all. She was excited. And she knew what wasing.
“Jerk me off.” He said bluntly. There would be no flirting or sweet talks. She wasn’t the only one who
wanted something, only that it wasn’t from her he technically wanted to get his cock sucked.
But she will do.
She unbuckled her seat belt and literally tore away from his leather seats to have her fingers on his
sweats.
“You’re already so hard,” She mewled as she run her palms over his hard cock. She thought she was the
one who caused his cock to be so painfully hard.
She was wrong. His cock had been this way the entire time he was racing. And it was only because a
certain nerd couldn’t get out of his thoughts.
Tyler let her run her palms over his hard cock. Her palms were warm, but did nothing for him. No
pleasure, no excitement. Instead, his cock cried for the touch of La’s instead
“You feel so big.” The girl gasped. “They weren’t wrong.”
What was her name again?
Tyler gritted his teeth. It was not because he liked the feel of her hand on his cock, no, it was because
her voice irked
him.
The girl giggled, seeming to think she was doing a very good job in distracting him from La. She was
doing a shity job and even causing his cock to dete little by little.
Tyler’s hands on the steering wheel tighten until his hands nearly turned the shade of white.
“This is all her fault.” Tyler gritted out, his jaw popping as he seethes.
“Huh?” He heard the girl let out in confusion. But even with her confusion, she manages to push her
hand into his sweats and briefs and grab his cock.
His cock doesn’t jerk. Nor does it throb. It detes.
Tyler mmed his hand on the steering wheel so brutally and quickly that he didn’t even have time to
count how many times he had done so.
“La,” Tyler growled in frustration.
“Oh, do you have a girlfriend? She doesn’t have to kno
The girl’s words are cut off when Tyler’s hand wrapped
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around her wrist tightly and he gritted out. “Stop.” He pulls her hand out of his briefs, and he swore his
cock gave a jerk in thanks.
Shaking his head, he ces the girl’s hand on her thigh and resisted the urge to wipe his hand.
He fixed his briefs and sweats while grumbling under his breath. This girl wouldn’t do. And he feared no
girl would.
Tyler was frustrated and downright angry.
“Did I do something wrong?” The girl asked.
Tyler shook his head and got ready to drive away. “No Serry. I’ll drop you back off at the race.” He
grumbles while starting the car.
“Oh,” The girl murmured in disappointment.
“It’s Sally by the way.” She whispered when Tyler made a u turn and sped towards the race.
Tyler nods even though he didn’t care at all that he got her name wrong.
He gripped the steering wheel tightly, hissing La’s name under his breath. She was the cause of his
inner turmoil and now he feared he’d never be the same after her.
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