So Pull Me Closer In The Backseat Of Your Rover Novels & Stories

Robert POV. Unease had settled into the pit of my stomach. Nero was on alert as we drove in silence back towards what looked like an abandoned part of town. A straggled whimper comes from behind me, turning in my seat Marissa’s eyes are white. My eyes widen. “Marissa, wake up.” I unbuckle my seatbelt and turn just as rogues attack the car from each side. The car is boxed in as I climb over to shield Marissa from the attack. When the car flips.

“To a pack that knows my name. To a partner who listens. To a child who will never stand under that shitty neon sign and think this is the ceiling.” Ronan’s fingers tangled with mine. “Let’s go home, Luna,” he said. “Home,” I echoed. The word no longer made me flinch. In the back seat on the drive out of town, Rowan fussed. Naomi leaned over, making faces until they settled. Bella hummed under her breath, some old lullaby from her childhood. Out the window, the bar, the hospital, and the cramped streets receded. Ahead, the trees thickened. The air shifted.

When my fingers dipped under the waistband and wrapped around him, stroking slow and deliberate, he’d cursed under his breath, flicked on the blinker, and pulled off onto the first dark side road we passed—gravel crunching under the tires, trees closing in on both sides like silent witnesses. He killed the engine. The car went quiet except for our ragged breathing and the faint tick of the cooling motor. He turned to me—eyes black with hunger, possessive in that way that still made my pulse thunder after all these years. “Backseat,” he said. Voice rough. Command. I didn’t argue. Climbed over the console—awkward, laughing breathlessly when my knee banged the gearshift, nearly toppling into hi

Chapter 125 As Russo carefully navigated the winding, hidden backroads, Annah, Martha, and her baby nestled securely in the backseat of the inconspicuous SUV. The moonlight filtering through the dense canopy of trees overhead cast fleeting shadows on their anxious faces. The air inside the vehicle was thick with tension, each passing mile amplifying their unease.

I саn’t say I like thе fееlіng and dесіdе not tо indulge іn any mоrе thoughts аbоut it. I mаkе mу wау tо hіm аnd get іn the back ѕеаt. Hе nоdѕ аnd аftеr a fоrtу mіnutе drive looking аt the bасk of hіѕ head аnd hіѕ sexy, predatory eyes thrоugh the rеаr vіеw mіrrоr, we gеt tо thе lосаtіоn аѕ рlаnnеd.

She asks. I look at the distance from the car to the rooftop, it's something I can do. “Ok then, let's get it done,” I say. Mel crept towards a Toyota Sienna parked close to where we are, she pressed her back against the car facing me, as soon as she nods I stand on my feet, looking straight at the Zombies approaching.

The car swerved toward the roadside, nearly crashing into a traffic cone. Logan clicked his tongue. "Weren’t you doing fine yesterday? How come you can’t manage today?" Blushing, I said, "Yesterday I was sitting on your lap. It felt really steady. Driving on my own feels unfamiliar. Coach Logan, can I sit on your lap today?" The moment he heard that, his expression brightened. He lifted me up and sat down in the driver’s seat. I sat on his lap, my back resting against his chest. His arms wrapped around me from behind, holding the steering wheel.

The massive engine roared, echoing like a trapped beast in the concrete garage. "Then we make sure he dies before he pulls the trigger," Ashren promised. The rover shot out into the freezing night, tearing up the icy road leading out of the capital. We were heading straight back into the frozen hell of Ironhold, racing toward a mirror made of poison and blood.

Every part of her did too, even if she didn't accept it yet. "You don't know how much I crave you," I growled into the night. "You can't hide from me. I know every move you make—every breath, every twitch, every fucking heartbeat." I spun slowly in the center of the carousel, eyes gleaming under the flickering lights.

He didn't stop until his knuckles lightly brushed the tip of my hardened breast. "Go to the back," Roman murmured. "What?" I blinked, my mind going fuzzy. "Go to the backseat," he repeated smoothly, his eyes burning into mine. "And I'll tell you whether I missed you or not." My heart was beating fast. "Don't you want to know?" he added softly, his thumb giving my nipple a tiny press through the silk. "I... I want to," I breathed. I didn't hesitate. I climbed over the center console like a woman under a spell. My bare feet tangled in my gown, but I scrambled into the leather backseat and pulled my legs up.