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cylinders.’
    ‘Yes,’ I breathed, as I wiped my palms on my
thighs again. Shit, everything he said sounded so sexy.
    ‘So, how are you going to pay?’ he smiled, as he
cocked his head and tossed the dirty towel out of the way.
    ‘I have cash on me in my … damn it,’ I muttered,
as I played the game. ‘I left my handbag at home.’
    ‘Sorry, lady, no can do then. You’ll have to come
back on Monday,’ he shrugged as he turned around and lifted the bonnet on the
E-Type Jaguar he’d been working on. He grabbed a spanner and bent over as he
fiddled with the engine and I swallowed hard as I inspected his firm tight arse
encased in that denim. Damn, his body was so muscular, I wanted to kneel down
and take a bite of that peachy backside, dig my nails into it as he rammed into
me, splitting me in half with his legendary thick cock.
    ‘There must be some way I can pay you,’ I pleaded,
as I unzipped my jacket. ‘Some other method of payment? One you’d
consider had equal monetary value?’ I added, as I put my hands on my hips. He
froze and slowly turned his head, his eyes going straight to my bare stomach
and rising up to see my firm tits clad in the black rubber, the harsh glare of
the spotlights overhead glinting off the chrome metallic zips. He ran his
tongue over his lower lip, as a low growl came from the depths of his stomach.
I felt my chest rising and falling more rapidly as I fixated on his biceps and
the skull tattoos covering them. I slowly shrugged the jacket off my shoulders
and let it drop to the floor. ‘Is there really nothing I could give you in
exchange?’
    ‘I told you it wouldn’t be cheap,’ he replied, as
he straightened up and turned to face me. I heard a slight groan escape my lips
as I saw he was hard, seriously damn hard. I was amazed that the pressure of
that cock straining at his jeans hadn’t forced his zip down on its own, or
ripped a new hole in them, like the one over his thigh.
    ‘So how about you tell me what you want and I
comply?’ I nodded, as I reluctantly tore my eyes away and looked back up at his
face.
    ‘Any limits?’ he grinned.
    ‘None,’ I replied breathlessly. I reached up and
slowly undid the zips on my bra, my throbbing nipples springing free through
the gaps, full, pink and seriously damn pert.
    ‘You’d have to spend the whole night with me to
cover the costs of a tow and diagnostic.’
    ‘Deal,’ I replied.
    ‘Do whatever I wanted, without question.’
    ‘Still not saying no,’ I nodded.
    ‘I’m not your softly, softly gentle type of guy,’
he warned.
    ‘That bodes well then, as I’m not your softly,
softly, gentle type of girl. Sometimes a girl just needs her throttle opening
up, you know? A complete oil change, tune up and road test, get all that dust
out of the pipes,’ I replied with a wink. He groaned and tossed the spanner on
the floor as he marched towards me, slamming me up against the 4x4 behind me.
He lowered his head and bit one of my nipples. I let out a scream of pleasure
as he did it again, then sucked powerfully as he pinched my other one. The
frisson of pain and pleasure that surged through my breast was heavenly. His
stubble rubbing against my tender areolae just added to the rawness of his
attack on my breasts and had me squealing with pleasure. This was what I
craved, a dominant, rough and aggressive fuck, not a wishy washy tender “Can I
make love to you?” effort, by one of father’s stiff upper lip brigade. Dale would
be rough and raw like this. I just knew it. I closed my eyes as I clutched the
back of Logan’s head, holding him to me. ‘Harder,’ I ordered, screaming with
pleasure as he pulled and bit at the same time, my nipples burning as my pussy
throbbed and clenched with need.
    He broke away, grabbed my hair into a pony tail
and anchored it firmly at the base of my neck, tipping my head back as he licked
up my throat and then bit me there, making me groan as his other fingers
continued their pleasurable