Game of Love and Deception: The Billionaire's Ex Wife
Chapter 60: Threesome

Chapter 60: Threesome

Christian drove like a madman toward his home, Kayla sitting stiffly in the passenger seat. He didn’t care about speed limits, and she knew better than to say a word.

That self-righteous prick. Always getting in the way between him and his woman.

Christian resented the image of Lorenzo holding Ashley like she belonged to him—something he didn’t get to do when she was with him. And the way he’d swooped in to "rescue" her from the restroom, like some fucking superhero.

His knuckles turned white around the steering wheel, foot pressing harder on the accelerator. Did Lorenzo really think he stood a chance? That he would just sit back and let him humiliate him and successfully steal what was rightfully his?

Not in this life. Not even in his wildest dreams. He was going to make him regret ever trying.

His jaw clenched tight. Ashley’s outfit flashed in his mind again—hot as hell—but it made his blood boil. All that skin on display... for Lorenzo, for every bastard in that room to feast their eyes on. He’d been tempted to drag her out of there, and send her back home, but cameras were everywhere. And worse, he would’ve had to go through Lorenzo first.

From the corner of his eye, he noticed Kayla hugging herself, shivering. What now? Couldn’t handle a little speed after thoughtlessly making a public scene?

Her face had a few scratches. Ashley’s work, no doubt. But that didn’t stop his anger from bubbling back up. One minute she was with him in the car, and the next, she’d disappeared to the ladies’ room... just to pick a fight with the very woman he was still trying to win back.

Why the hell did she always have to make things worse?

With a growl of frustration, he slammed the accelerator harder once more.

"Chris! We’re going to die if you don’t slow down!" Kayla finally screamed.

"Shut the fuck up!" he screamed back, his rage boiling over.

Kayla flinched, curling into herself, eyes wide with fear.

"How dare you sell my ring without a thought?" he snapped, suddenly slamming on the brakes. The car veered off the road, tires screeching before jerking to a stop.

Kayla gasped, trembling. Her body still ached from the beating Ashley gave her, and now this? She hadn’t expected that bitch to have so much strength. But next time—next time, she promised herself she’d make her pay.

Christian turned to her, rage in his eyes.

"How could you pawn my family’s property when I always give you money everytime you asked? What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I—I think it was stolen," Kayla stammered, eyes brimming.

Christian’s hand shot out and grabbed her neck.

"You’re still lying to me?"

"Chri-s," Kayla choked, her hands clawing at his arm. "Please... I... am... sorry."

He shoved her away roughly. She coughed hard, tears streaking down her cheeks.

"That ring belonged to my father," he growled, slamming his fist against the wheel. "And now that bastard has it."

He started the car again and sped off.

Lorenzo had definitely bought the ring to provoke him. And it worked.

"I-It’s mom," Kayla whimpered. "She needed more money for her treatment. I didn’t know how to tell you, Chris." Kayla sniffled, curling in on herself again. "You know how she is...always needing something. I felt ashamed to ask."

Christian ran a hand through his hair, frustration tightening every muscle in his face before hissing. "I’ve told you to always come to me. You didn’t have to do that."

He was still angry—but not as before. He understood. Kayla’s mom could really be demanding. Just like his. The only difference was what they demanded.

One way or another, he’d get that ring back.

Buy it. Steal it. Burn Lorenzo’s place to the ground if he had to.

"I love you, Chris. I love you so much that no matter how many times we fight, leaving you has never crossed my mind. Even when you told me about the infertility issue... I was still willing to stay, no matter how long it’ll take for you to be okay. That’s how much I love you," Kayla sniffled, hiccupping softly—something that actually looked a little cute to Christian. "Please forgive me."

Christian let out a tired breath and slowed the car to a stop again. Turning to face her, he brushed a stray strand of hair away from her face.

"You know forgiveness isn’t just handed out, darling," he said, his thumb gently grazing her parted lips. "It’s earned."

Kayla blinked cutely, looking at him with wide, innocent eyes. "Then tell me what you want me to do. Want me to kiss you? Suck you? Ride you? Just name it," she whispered, a naughty smile tugging at her tear-stained face.

Christian felt himself harden instantly at her words. He tilted her chin up and wiped away the last of her tears.

"I love it when you get like this," he murmured. "But we’re still parked on the road." He reminded her like he hadn’t recently fucked his secretary by the roadside.

"Exactly," Kayla grinned. "But isn’t that what tinted windows are for? Roadside urgent needs."

Christian chuckled.

She leaned forward and bit him lightly on the sensitive part of his neck.

"Fuck, Kay," he groaned, and before he could think twice, he crashed his lips into hers.

The kiss was fierce and greedy, like they’d been starved for months. Tongues tangled, breaths mingled. By the time they pulled apart, Christian was rock hard and breathing heavily. Kayla smirked, her hand already rubbing him torturously through his pants.

"I want to suck you off while you drive," she suddenly demanded, her voice thick with lust.

Christian’s eyes widened. "That’s bold coming from someone who thought we were about to die a few minutes ago."

Kayla just smiled and slowly unbuttoned his pants until his shaft sprang free. "That’s because now I know you’ll drive more carefully. Your time starts now."

Shit. Christian loved when she acted like this—reckless, dirty, unhinged. He knew it was dangerous. One wrong move and they could crash. But he couldn’t say no. Not when she started tracing slow, torturous circles around his head with her fingertip. He exhaled sharply, feeling more heat rush to his groin.

Kayla, fully aware of the effect she had on him, bent down and gave that same spot a single lick.

"Fuck," christian muttered, starting the engine and pulling back onto the road, trying to focus as she took him fully into her mouth and began working him with expert skill.

Holy shit.

It was the slowest, most agonizing—and most thrilling drive of his life.

And when he finally came, Kayla licked him clean like it was nothing. It was crazy how they’d gone from wanting to rip each other’s heads off to panting like they couldn’t get enough of each other.

Afterward, Kayla sat up, kissed him on the lips, and let him taste himself on her tongue.

"You’re so evil," Christian muttered, grinning.

"You did so well," Kayla whispered.

Christian could hardly believe they’d just done that. It was insane. It was hot. And now he couldn’t help wondering what it would feel like to actually fuck while driving. Maybe switch the car to auto mode and see what happens.

Kayla leaned her head against her hand, still flushed. Then, as if she’d just had a brilliant thought, she looked at Christian and asked, "What do you think about a threesome?"

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