Chapter 342: Bumpy Ride

Liam shifted the BMW into drive, pulling smoothly away from the curb as the morning traffic began to build along the avenue.

The street was lined with red-brick storefronts, glowing coffee shop signs, and students walking along the concrete sidewalk under the pale morning sun.

Beside him in the passenger seat, Miss Kelly adjusted her position.

She was wearing a dark navy pencil skirt that fit tightly over her hips and a crisp white silk blouse with the top two buttons undone, giving her the perfect mix of a sharp university lecturer and something much more private.

She looked over at Liam, her blue eyes lingering on his lap as he kept one hand casually on the leather steering wheel.

"Keep your eyes on the road," she whispered, a small, subtle smile touching her red lips.

Without unbuckling her seatbelt, she reached across the center console.

Her small, warm fingers slid over his thigh, feeling the solid muscle beneath his dark denim jeans.

She gave his leg a slow squeeze before her hand moved over to his metal zipper.

Liam kept his eyes fixed on the traffic ahead, but his knuckles tightened slightly against the wheel.

Kelly undid his button and slowly dragged the zipper down, the metallic sound quiet against the soft hum of the V6 engine.

She reached inside his briefs, her fingers wrapping around his heavy length. Even half-relaxed, he was thick and warm in her grip.

She didn’t rush at all.

She slid her hand down to the base, her palm cupping his weight while her thumb ran up the smooth underside of his shaft, feeling him expand and harden directly against her palm.

She slid off the leather seat, dropping down onto her knees in the tight footwell between his legs. Her navy skirt stretched tight across her thighs as she adjusted herself in the small space.

"You’re going to get us pulled over," Liam said, his voice quiet, calm, and completely unbothered.

"No one can see me down here," Kelly whispered back, her warm breath hitting his bare thigh.

She leaned forward, bringing her face right over his fully erect length. Before taking him into her mouth, she took her time.

She held the base of his shaft with her right hand, pumping him in slow, heavy slides while her lips brushed lightly over his sensitive tip.

She opened her mouth slightly, letting her hot breath mist over his head, and then her tongue flicked out, tracing a wet, deliberate circle around his rim.

Liam let out a slow, steady exhale through his nose.

Kelly looked up at him through her dark eyelashes, her eyes glossy as she watched his reaction.

She slowly licked her way down the side of his shaft, leaving a glistening line of saliva from his head all the way to his base, before drawing her tongue back up.

She took just the tip into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it while her hand maintained a firm, steady rhythm below.

She worked him like that for minutes—swirling, licking, and lightly pressing her lips against his skin, building the friction while keeping her body low so she wouldn’t disturb his driving.

Finally, she opened her mouth wide and began to take him in.

She slid her lips down over his head, swallowing the first few inches of his width. The wet heat of her mouth tightened around him, her throat flexing as she drew him deeper millimeter by millimeter.

She kept her head steady, matching the slight sway of the car as Liam navigated through a turn, ensuring her teeth didn’t catch his skin as the vehicle moved.

Up ahead, the road transitioned into an older section of the city where the asphalt was worn, uneven, and patched up. Liam spotted a broad, raised speed bump right before a four-way stop.

He didn’t hit the brakes.

The BMW’s front tires hit the raised bump with a sudden, firm thud. The car jolted upward, and the unexpected movement drove Liam’s hips forward just as Kelly was pulling back.

His rod head slammed straight past her teeth, burying all eight inches of his length straight into the back of her throat in a single, heavy stroke."MMMPH!"

Kelly’s body went completely rigid.

Her jaw was stretched to its absolute limit, her nose buried flat against the dark denim of his open jeans. Water instantly welled up in her blue eyes, spilling down her flushed cheeks as her throat spasmed hard around his tip.

Her hands scrambled for leverage, her fingers digging deep into his thigh muscle to keep herself from choking as the car settled back onto flat ground.

Liam held his leg steady, looking down at her struggling face with a quiet, unbothered smirk before she slowly managed to push herself back.

Kelly pulled her mouth off him with a loud, wet slide, taking a series of sharp, ragged gasps through her mouth.

A string of saliva connected her lower lip to his tip before breaking. She wiped her face with the back of her hand, her throat working hard as she swallowed.

"Liam..." she rasped out, her voice entirely ruined. "You did that on purpose..."

"Road was uneven," Liam replied smoothly, his eyes never leaving the rear-view mirror. "Keep going."

Kelly glared up at him with a mix of annoyance and dark pleasure before leaning back down, wrapping her wet lips around his shaft to continue working him over.

Ten minutes later, as the tall concrete buildings of the university campus came into view through the trees, Kelly pulled back for good.

She wiped her chin, adjusted her rumpled skirt, and climbed back up into the passenger seat, buckling her seatbelt just as Liam pulled up to a quiet curb two blocks away from the main entrance.

"Park here," Kelly said, checking her hair in the visor mirror and adjusting her silk blouse.

Liam brought the car to a smooth stop. "The main parking structure is right around the corner. Why drop you off here?"

"Because I’m a lecturer, Liam," she said, giving him a look as she smoothed out the front of her navy skirt. "If a student sees me stepping out of your car right at the faculty building this early in the morning, people are going to start asking questions."

Liam leaned his arm over the steering wheel, looking at her. "Makes sense. You good to walk from here?"

"I’m fine," she said, leaning across the console to press a soft, quick kiss to his cheek before grabbing her leather briefcase. "See you in class later."

She opened the door, stepped out onto the sidewalk, and walked toward the campus gates, her high heels clicking rhythmically against the concrete.

The second the passenger door clicked shut, the shadow beneath the seat rippled like dark ink.

Stella materialized directly out of the leather, her dark hair spilling over her shoulders as she sat up in the passenger seat completely naked.

Her dark eyes locked onto Liam, a mischievous, hungry grin spreading across her face.

Before Liam could even put the car back into drive, Stella slid straight off the leather and dropped into the footwell between his legs, grabbing his still-exposed length in her bare hand.

"I bet mine is better," Stella purred, her voice low and raspy.

She didn’t wait for a response.

She opened her mouth wide and slid her head down his length, swallowing him all the way to the base in one smooth, practiced motion that pressed her face flat against his stomach.

Liam didn’t say anything.

He didn’t tell her to stop, and he didn’t offer any praise. He simply rested his hand on the gear shift, looking straight out the windshield with a completely blank expression as he pulled back into the flow of traffic.

His silence only drove her further. Stella took his lack of reaction as a direct challenge, her throat flexing repeatedly around his width as she pumped her hands at his base, trying to force a reaction out of him.

Up ahead, Liam spotted another raised bump near the entrance of the university parking garage. Remembering how she had messed with his car earlier, Liam didn’t just maintain speed—he tapped the gas pedal slightly right as the front tires hit the bump.

The car bounced hard.

"MM-MMMPH!"

The force drove Stella’s throat all the way down his shaft until his pubic bone struck her chin with a heavy thud.

Her whole body shook, her hands clawing at his denim jeans as his tip pounded straight into her throat, locking her airway completely.

Liam looked down at her, his green eyes cold and satisfied as he held his weight forward, deliberately pinning her there for three long seconds while the car rolled into the dark garage.

Stella’s inner muscles panicked, clamping down around his length in a series of intense, crushing contractions.

The sheer friction of her throat combined with the sudden tightness pushed Liam over the edge.

He gritted his teeth, a low growl escaping his chest as he shoved his hips forward one final time, burying himself as deep as he could go.

Hot, heavy surges of his release poured straight down her throat. Stella didn’t fight it. She took every single pump, her throat working in tight, visible gulps until he was completely drained.

Liam pulled into his reserved space in the underground structure and cut the engine.

Stella pulled back slowly, licking her wet lips with a triumphant grin before her body sank backward into the dark shadow beneath the passenger seat, disappearing into the floorboards without leaving a trace.

Liam zipped up his jeans, adjusted his dark jacket, and opened the driver’s side door.

As he stepped out onto the cool concrete, a loud knock sounded on the passenger window.

Liam turned around to see Kelvin leaning against the roof of the M4, a wide grin on his face and his backpack slung over one shoulder.

Liam locked the car with a double-beep of his key fob and walked around to meet him.

"You look really happy this morning," Kelvin said, swinging his arm around as they walked toward the concrete stairs leading up to the main quad.

Liam kept his hands buried in his jacket pockets, his face completely calm. "I’m always like this."

Kelvin snorted, bumping his shoulder against Liam’s as they pushed through the double doors into the bright morning sun. "No, you’re definitely not. You’ve got that look on your face like you just got away with something huge."

Liam just smirked, keeping his mouth shut as they joined the crowd of students heading toward the lecture hall.