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She’s still wearing my hat, my flower tucked behind her ear.
God, there’s nothing prettier than the sight of her in my passenger seat, except maybe if I can get her back to the gatehouse and into my bed. That would be the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.
I spread my knees, adjusting my seat back. Her eyes drop, and she bites her lip.
“Get in my lap,” I say quietly.
Her skin blushes, and it lingers right between her breasts. On her hands and knees, she crawls across the seat and straddles my lap, pressing her soft body against mine, her hands flat on my chest.
“When I fucked you and you bled…did you like that?” I ask.
She gasps softly. I take her chin and force her to look me in the eyes.
“There’s nothing to be ashamed of,” I say.
She clears her throat. “Yes, I did.”
My cock is so goddamn hard, fighting for release. Keeping my hands steady, I unfasten the delicate, heart-shaped buttons on the bodice of her dress one by one until the fabric falls away to reveal her breasts.
She’s braless, and for a second, I’m speechless, totally entranced.
Her nipples tighten as I ease one shoulder of the dress down and fully bare her left breast. She moans when I cup its softness in my hand. Her eyes drop, watching my hard, calloused hand hold her soft breast.
My thumb drags over the pink of her nipple before I pinch it—hard.
She whimpers, pupils blowing.
“You liked that,” I say.
My finger and thumb tighten, and she lets out a moan. I take her throat and compress the sides, gently but firmly so she feels it all the way to that perfect pussy between her thighs.
I know she feels it because her spine arches. Her hips rise, and she unashamedly tries to grind her cunt against the ridge of my cock.
I’ve always kept my sexual preferences under wraps. I know other men, like Sovereign, who share my interests and are more open about it, but I prefer to keep the streak of sadism I’ve always had locked away until the bedroom door is firmly shut.
It’s a complicated thing to introduce women to. There has to be a foundation of trust first.
I don’t know Diane well enough for rougher things, but I can test her here and there to see what her body enjoys. So far, she loves the little flashes of pain, and I saw how she responded when I pinned her to the bed.
“Again,” she whispers.
I can’t hold back my smile. She tenses as I lean in and take her nipple in my mouth. My teeth rake over it, just hard enough to sting. She moans and her hand goes between our bodies, boldly searching for my zipper.
I should say no, but I’m not a good enough man to do that. Everyone, even the ones closest to me, think I’m better than I am. Sovereign teeters so close to the edge of darkness, it’s up to me to hold him back.
But who holds me back?
Who tells me when I’ve stepped over the line?
My hand fists, gripping her hair so my hat tumbles off and lands on the dashboard behind her. I fist her hair and drag her head back so she has to look me in the eyes.
“You want this,” I say, my voice low.
She nods, swallowing hard.
There’s no going back, not now that I’ve already had her. And now I’ve got this foolish idea I could be more to her than just sex.
One-handed, I hold her still by her blonde waves. With the other, I push between our bodies and unbuckle my belt, pulling it free. She gasps as I release her so I can put her hands behind her back and loop the leather around her slender wrists, and she gasps again when I pull it tight and secure her to the wheel.
