Chapter 03: Sexy Secrets.

Jade's POV

The kiss was fire...rough, desperate, hungry. His tongue pushed into me like he was starving, his hands grabbing my waist and yanking me onto his lap.

I straddled him, my skirt hiked all the way up, grinding down against the thick bulge straining in his jeans.

He groaned into my mouth, one hand tangled in my hair, the other squeezing my ass so hard it made me moan.“God, you taste the same,” he muttered between kisses, lips trailing down my neck, biting, sucking.

“Harder,” I gasped, rocking against him. The friction of his jeans against my soaked panties made me dizzy.His hand slid under my skirt, fingers finding the wet fabric. He cursed under his breath.

“You’re dripping for me already.”

“Only for you,” I whispered, biting my lip.He didn’t hesitate. He pushed my panties aside, his fingers sliding between my folds.

The first stroke had me gasping, nails digging into his shoulders.

“Shhh,” he teased, his breath hot against my ear. “What if Sasha comes back?”

“Then you’d better make me cum before she does,” I moaned.That was all it took to break him completely.

He unzipped his jeans, pulling his cock free, thick and hard and pulsing. My eyes widened, hunger flooding me.Without warning, he pushed inside me, stretching me to the limit.

I cried out, head falling back as pleasure ripped through me.“Fuck, Jade,” he groaned, gripping my hips and slamming me down onto him.I rode him hard, the car rocking with every thrust.

My moans filled the small space, his grunts mixing with the sound of skin slapping skin. His lips claimed mine again, swallowing every scream, every curse.The windows fogged up, the whole car alive with heat and sweat.

His hands were everywhere...on my tits, squeezing, pinching, rolling my nipples between his fingers. I grinded harder, faster, desperate for release.

“Oh my god, Matty,” I gasped, nails clawing down his chest. “Don’t stop. Don’t...”

“I’m not stopping,” he growled, slamming up into me with brutal force. “I’m gonna make you scream.” And he did.

The orgasm hit me like a wave, crashing, pulling me under. My walls clenched tight around him, milking his cock as I screamed his name, muffled against his shoulder.He groaned loud, his thrusts turning frantic, messy, desperate. Then with one final slam, he spilled inside me, hot and deep.

We collapsed against each other, panting, sweaty, bodies trembling. The world went silent again. Only the sound of our breathing filled the car.Then reality crept back in..Sasha was still inside, and at any second, she could walk out.

Matthew cupped my face, his forehead pressed against mine. His voice was hoarse, wrecked. “This… can’t happen again.” But I could see it in his eyes.It would.

“It would.”

That was the last thing I told him as I adjusted my hair in the mirror, fixing my lip gloss like nothing just happened. Sasha’s heels clicked toward us, and I caught the panic flash across Matthew’s face. His Adam’s apple bobbed like he’d just swallowed fire. Cute.

Sasha slid into the backseat, breathless. “Sorryyy babes, that meeting dragged longer than I thought.”

“Don’t worry,” I purred, turning slightly so Matthew could see me wink through the rearview mirror. “It was worth the wait.”

He coughed, knuckles tightening on the steering wheel. The way he refused to look at me made my lips curl in victory. I loved breaking men down. To distract myself, I pulled out my phone, scrolling through hashtags and threads on the new AI innovations. Sleek ads, colorful teasers, promises of perfection. All clickbait and shiny lies.

I scoffed.“This ain’t giving me no vibe,” I muttered.Sasha leaned over my shoulder.

“Girl, chill. The media sugarcoats everything. You’ll never get the clean details from the internet. Just wait till we get there.”

We followed the GPS, winding through Costa’s busy streets until the car slowed. My jaw dropped at the sight. A massive crowd piled outside, men in suits, women in dresses, teens sneaking selfies, everyone buzzing like bees waiting for honey.

“You seriously expect me to wait in this mess?” I whispered.

“Relax.” Sasha unbuckled, smoothing her skirt. “I’ll get us some food first. Keep your pretty ass seated. Don’t cause trouble.”

Matthew drove off immediately, leaving me sipping Coco juice and watching men strut past in fitted suits. Damn, Costa didn’t play with looks. Half of them could’ve been on magazine covers.Then my eyes snagged on something different. A glassy corner, tucked away. My curiosity pulled me like a magnet. I slipped out of the car and strolled over, pressing my hand against the cool pane.

My stomach flipped.Inside were rows of glass cylinders. Each held a figure...a woman. Not dolls, not plastic shells. Human-looking robots. Skin flawless, hair shining, eyes closed like they were sleeping.

I sighed in frustration. “All women? Not even one fine-ass man?”

“Interested?”I nearly jumped when a hand touched my shoulder. The voice sharp.....