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The tip of his tongue glides along my lips instead of just ramming through my lips. The hard length of his erection between my legs makes me clench as he starts to explore my mouth with a raw but delicate urgency that has the world spinning and me re-thinking all my assumptions about this intimidating man.
Our mouths and tongues move and tangle in a fury of moans, warm breaths and pained noises. My heart is flopping around in my chest, banging against my flipping stomach like all my organs are rearranging themselves.
The hard metal of the car holds me steady as he presses his massive weight against me.
His hips start to churn, and the friction pushes me closer and closer to the edge.
With every thrust against me, his tongue spins around mine like he’s licking my clit and fucking me at the same time and I’m soaking wet and my nipples tingle and tighten until they hurt.
Pained noises rip from his chest as he pulls his face away, lowering his mouth, working it down, down until he’s raking his teeth along nape of my neck and I can’t help but let my head fall back and take everything he’s willing to give right now.
I shouldn’t be here. Doing this. Not with him. Not with this kind of man.
But I’m lost in the lust and power he has over me. My thoughts turn hazy and dreamlike, and all my limits and plans about who I should be with someday flutter into the night sky like feathers on the wind.
All the expectations of my parents and arrangements and putting family first are lost and far compared to the feelings coiling around my heart and down in my soul.
“Cyrus…” I manage, my fingers digging into his shoulders, desperately clinging to a small shred of reality. He’s not for me, but God, I never want his lips to stop what they are doing to my neck right now.
“Baby,” he growls against me, and that word has a direct connection to my clit and my heart I couldn’t have imagined before. “Baby,” he says again, reading my mind as his hips hitch and drive upward, grinding our centers together as lips and tongue turn to teeth and I hiss as they pinch the sensitive flesh.
I can only hold on, riding out the pain, weaving with the pleasure.
His hands release their grip on my ass but his weight and his hips have me pinned as feral animal noises rumble out of him and I feel his fingertips brush down my chest, grabbing the V of my jersey and yanking wide.
A button pops up and hits me in the chin, another flies in an arc against the night sky as I hear the soft click as it hits the pavement.
“All this is mine. My dick has been hard since I saw you in the penthouse last night. I’ve fucked you a million times in my dreams already. Everything in my life is about you now. Every fucking thing.”
My bra is his next victim, his fingers dragging it down so my breasts pop free into the cooler night air. My nipples feel like they are on fire as he drops his face and draws one between his lips, sucking and nipping as the throbbing between my legs becomes unbearable.
He works one nipple with his tongue, then sucks again harder, harder, like he’s desperate to draw something out of me.
He flicks those dark eyes upward as he moves to the other side, pulling my drawn nipple into his mouth, deeper, deeper as he grinds his erection against my clit and humps, humps, humps me until I come completely undone.
“Fuck yes.” He mumbles around a mouthful of my tit as I buck and quiver, calling his name and swearing into the sky. “That’s my girl. Show me you belong to me, only me.”
My mind swims, what am I doing? My first orgasm with other than myself and it’s with a broody, dark member of the off-limits world where I grew up.
Besides, what about my father? What about the promises he’s made to someone to offer me up as some glue to hold our families together?
“Wait,” I push on his chest in a breathless huff as my brain function slowly returns.
“I’ve waited. I’ve waited forty fucking years for you, I don’t think there much more wait in me, baby. You have a boyfriend? You're not married are you? ‘Cuz, if so, it’s gonna suck to be them.”
I open my mouth to try to explain that my life isn’t exactly available for this…him…right now, but a roaring engine and blinding headlights interrupt as a car comes racing our way through the empty parking lot. The vehicle screeches to a halt a few feet away from the bumper of my car asboth doors swing open.
I brace my open hand in front of my eyes, the headlines making it nearly impossible to see.
“Are you okay, Miss Farkas?” A man’s voice rises above the rumbling engine and the buzzing in my ears. “Do you need us to call the police?”
What? My synapses are firing so slow but I do recognize the voice, then as the figures step closer, their faces come into view.
I make out the faces of two of the center’s security guards stepping closer.
I untangle my legs and push off from Cyrus, tugging my jersey closed, finding my feet on wobbly legs as two of the children’s center security guards stare at me, then give a wary look at Cyrus.
“No! I’m okay.” I sidestep from Cyrus who comes up behind me. “We’re just leaving.”
