“But your grades---”
Saffi made a face. “I’m a nerd, remember? Not attending classes for a week won’t hurt my GPA.”
Slowly, Staffan found himself nodding. Yes, it did sound good. Perhaps time away from everything that was too familiar would help them recover. “What place do you have in mind?” He waited for Saffi to suggest something terribly romantic or perhaps a place where she could do more fangirling stuff, but her answer stunned him.
“Let’s go to New York.”
His eyebrow shot up. “What are you going to do there?” It was not exactly a place friendly to people like Saffi. She was too nice, too cheerful, too optimistic for the normally jaded New York crowd.
“I know,” she said guiltily, avoiding his eyes all of a sudden, “You had to postpone your meetings with the production companies who might be partnering with you for the 3D coverage of your tour.”
“How did you know that?” Staffan was incredulous. Not even his parents had known about it until he had told them personally, hence the early Thanksgiving mass.
His tone made her smile. “Duh? Because I’m a fang---” Saffi’s voice trailed off.
Staffan said roughly, “You still are, Saffi. You’ll always only be my fangirl, won’t you, baby?”
Her head shot up at his words, her eyes filling up with tears. “I thought---” She choked back a sob. “I thought I would never hear you say that again…”
Why was it so damn easy for her to say things like that? Was it because they were still lies? Was it because she loved him that much? The way she looked at him was enough to have Staffan undone and he hauled her into his lap. “Always my fangirl, the only fangirl who’s just mine,” he whispered to her ears, knowing she would love them.
And she did. Saffi cried, cherishing the words, knowing how much Staffan was also risking for them to have another chance. She wanted to say something back, to make him realize just how much she was also willing to sacrifice for them, but then she felt it. Her eyes widened and she froze.
Her eyes met with those of the driver’s through the rearview mirror. Seeing her tense expression, he asked, “Something wrong?”
“Aaah…” Staffan had freed his dick from his pants and was now slipping his hand under her skirt. She managed a smile. “I’m okay.”
“What?”
“I…” She tried to swat Staffan’s hand away while keeping her gaze on the now-suspicious driver but Staffan only chuckled softly behind her as he easily eluded her grasp. Staffan pushed her panties to one side, and Saffi bit back a moan.
“Miss? You okay?”
She made herself open her eyes. “I’m---” Ah, shit, shit – she was so wet, making it wonderfully easy for Staffan to slip his dick into her wetness. Behind her, Staffan stiffened then let out a low, desire-filled groan.
Saffi cleared her throat. “OKAY.” She nearly shouted the word out, needing the driver to pay more attention to his driving and pay less attention to her.
The driver’s face cleared. “Okay.” His gaze left hers.
She collapsed against Staffan, not realizing that this would only make his dick dig deeper into her. Saffi swallowed back a whimper.
“You feel so f**king great,” Staffan whispered in her ear.
“This is so wrong,” she whispered back even as she could feel her h*ps moving on its own accord, meeting Staffan’s leisurely thrusts. Every cell inside Saffi was clamoring for more contact. She wanted his hands on her br**sts, his mouth on her ni**les, his fingers on her cl*t – she wanted more than the c**k that was inside her now.
“Want more, don’t you?” he asked silkily.
She started to shake her head but then stopped herself. No more lies. She had promised that to both of them. Not bothering to conceal how much she needed him this time, she said in Swedish, “Yes. I want you so much it hurts. I think if I close my eyes, I’m going to come because I’m going to imagine you’re thrusting into me so hard, so fast---”
Saffi let out a little scream as Staffan surged forward, his c**k surging up with him.
The driver’s gaze sought hers in the rearview mirror. “What happened?”
Staffan fumbled for his wallet, pulled out a hundred-dollar bill and nearly shoved it at the man’s face. “Take us to…Disneyland.” It was the first f**king thing that came to his mind. All he wanted was more time to f**k Saffi.”
The driver’s eyes nearly bulged. “Disneyland? At this time of the night?”
“Get us there as fast of you can,” Staffan growled, “and I’ll give you another hundred.”
The driver didn’t bother answering. As the car shot past the other vehicles, wriggling in and out of lanes, overtaking and cutting others, Staffan took advantage of every bump, using it to drive himself into Saffi harder.
Keeping one arm around her waist, he gritted out, also in Swedish, “Hold on to something.”
She gripped the edge of the door, feeling the top line of the window under her fingers.
Now that she was balanced on his lap, Staffan used his other hand to slip under her skirt and pull her panties just low enough for him to rip it off in one quick yank. Before Saffi could gasp, his hand was tracing its way back up, shaping her legs ever so softly and slowly, before trailing towards her sex.
Her head arched back as a silent moan slipped past her lips the moment his fingers found her clit. And then he was playing with her and f**king her at the same time, the rough movements of the car only allowing Staffan to drive into her more deeply.
Her fingers tightened around the handle as Staffan started pulling on her clit, teasing and tormenting her by slowing down his thrusts at the same time.
“Please!” The gasp escaped her.
The driver’s gaze went back to Saffi. “What?”
“NOTHING!” She yelled it out because Staffan had just pinched her cl*t hard between his fingers. When the driver looked away again, she choked out, “I’m coming.”
He bit Saffi’s shoulder. “Do you want to come now, Saffi?”
“Yes.”
“Then let’s come together.” Biting her shoulder, he pumped his h*ps up and down with all the speed he could manage in the confined restraints of the car. Soon, he started to feel Saffi’s body shuddering, and knew she was just one step away from her orgasm. He was near himself, and craving the same release just as desperately, Staffan lifted her h*ps all the way up until only the head of his dick was inside before pulling her back down as hard as he could, grinding his dick into her warmth.