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“Call me Vee, please,” I smiled.
He nodded. The touch of his hand against mine was going to my head. We walked, our steps falling in sync as we made our way to his gleaming black car. He opened the passenger’s side door for me, and I grinned.
“I think we got the right end of this deal,” I said. “This is a lot nicer than my rusty old Chevy.”
“What, this old piece of junk?” He said, kicking the chrome wheel. The whole car was gleaming.
I laughed, getting in the car. I watched him jog around the front of the car, loving the way his muscles strained against his tee-shirt. What did he look like without that shirt on, I wondered?
He got in and grinned at me. “Let’s go.”
Chapter 6 - Carter
Hooking up with our new PR team on the very first night we met them probably wasn’t the best idea I’d ever had, but I couldn’t help myself. Having Veronica in the car next to me awakened some sort of primal feeling inside me. I wanted her more than I’d wanted a woman in a long time.
We drove in silence for a few moments, and then both of us started talking at the same time.
“So how—”
“Why—”
Veronica laughed, glancing at me. “You first,” she said.
“No,” I replied. “To be honest I’m not even sure what I was going to say.”
“So what, you just started talking and hoped for the best?”
I grinned, looking over at her. Her dark hair was shining under the passing streetlights, and her eyes looked bright. Her skin was milky and smooth, and all I wanted to do was pull her on top of me and sink my cock into her sweet slit.
“Something like that,” I managed to reply.
“Well, I was going to ask why you chose the bass guitar.”
I took a deep breath and shrugged. “Not sure. I liked the sound of it. I used to listen to a lot of funk growing up, and the bass guitar was one of the main distinctive sounds.” I shook my head and chuckled. “I haven’t actually thought about the ‘why’ in a long time. It’s just part of who I am now.”
Veronica was quiet for a long time. “What about you?” I asked, moving my hand to her thigh. She inhaled, keeping her eyes forward but placing her palm over mine. I squeezed her leg, loving the feeling of the heat of her body under it.
“What about me, what?” She asked, stroking my fingers with hers.
“How did you get into photography?”
She shrugged. “Easier than painting,” she laughed, and then shook her head. “I don’t know, it’s always been an interest. Then, people started telling me I was good enough to make a business of it, so I tried selling my photos. I started doing events, and I guess it just built from there.”
She chuckled again, and her fingers stopped caressing mine. “Isn’t that how everything happens?” She asked. “We just fall into things without really knowing how or why?”
I looked over at her, wondering if there was a double meaning to her words. I could see the soft curve of her neck, and the way her shirt dipped down to reveal the tops of her breasts.
“Maybe,” I breathed. She glanced at me, her cheeks blushing slightly before we both fell silent again. I kept my eyes on the road for a while.
She had a softness to her that drove me wild. My shirt rubbed over my skin and I could feel every fibre of fabric as if my nerve endings were on high alert. The desire was surging inside me, and being so close to her was intoxicating.
I wanted her more than I’d ever wanted anyone or anything before. I wanted to explore that perfect body of hers, kissing every bit of it. I wanted to run my tongue between her legs and watch her arch her back. I wanted to see the pleasure fill her eyes, and I wanted to feel what her sweet little pussy felt like with me inside it.
I wanted her. I wanted to make her mine.
All mine.
My heart was thumping and my head was light. I focused all my attention on the road while my body rebelled. Veronica moved her hand over to my thigh and a sigh fell from my lips.
