Page 44 of Fake It For Glory

“Okay,” Merida said.

I kissed her again as she slid off my lap. She knelt in front of me while I leaned back against the seat. A couple from the party walked by the limo, pausing for a moment. Merida and I both froze, watching them from behind the blackout tint.

“They can’t see us,” I whispered.

She looked up at me with a naughty smile. “This is kind of exciting. I feel like we’re breaking the law or something equally bad.”

I undid my belt, reminding her of what she was doing. My cock ached with need. Merida’s hand brushed against my stomach as she quickly undid the button and slid the zipper of my pants down.

I sucked in a breath when she wiggled my underwear down. The elastic waistband brushed over my cock, causing it to jump. I was so sensitive. So ripe for the moment.

“You’re so hard,” Merida said with her breath washing over me. My cock jerked once again.

She wrapped her hand around my shaft and squeezed gently. My hips jerked in response. She slid her hand up and down my cock, then leaned forward and licked the tip. I moaned, gripping the back of the seat. It felt incredible. Better than I had ever imagined.

“You’re so sweet,” Merida said, wrapping her lips around the head of my cock.

She sucked up and down the shaft, teasing me. I was so hard that it only took a minute for her to get me close to the edge. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her back. “Wait, I can’t. I’m too close. Give me a second.”

My cock ached and twitched. I was going to orgasm in an instant if she kept that up. I had to have her. I was so ready.

“Lean back,” she encouraged. “Let me do this for you.”

I let go of her hair and leaned back, watching her. She smiled and kissed the sensitive spot where the head met the shaft. Her tongue rolled over the head of my cock in tiny circles, making me thrust my hips forward in response. I grabbed her shoulders and ground myself against her. Merida licked her lips and took me deep into her mouth.

Merida sucked and licked and twirled her tongue around me until I had to pull her back. I was so close to exploding. I needed to stop her before it was too late.

“Wait… wait… I’m so close,” I said, panting.

Merida leaned forward and kissed my thigh. “You want it?” she asked with a wicked smile.

I nodded, still holding on to her shoulders. “Yes, I want it, but—”

It felt so wrong and yet so right. My eyes squeezed closed for several seconds until I heard more voices. My gaze focused on the older couple walking toward my limousine. They were staring at the windows but I knew they couldn’t see inside. I couldn’t explain the feeling of getting blown in plain sight but they didn’t know. It added an element of danger that made everything so much hotter.

Her hot, wet mouth was working up and down my cock while my fingers twisted in her hair. She was moaning like she was the one getting sucked off. I loved that she loved it. Every moan from her vibrated against my dick, sending jolts of electricity through my body.

“I’m going to come,” I warned her.

Her lips tightened around me and she bobbed her head faster. I could feel the muscles in my legs tensing as I thrust my hips forward. Merida moaned and took it all, sucking and slobbering all over my cock while I shot my load into her mouth. I groaned and watched in fascination as she swallowed every last drop. I sat back, my chest heaving up and down with my body still twitching from the release.

Merida leaned back and looked at me as she wiped her mouth. She looked pretty damn satisfied with herself.

I was about to push her back and dive face first under her dress when I noticed someone walking toward the limo.

“Shit, it’s the driver,” I said and quickly stuffed my dick in my pants and zipped up.

Merida giggled and climbed into the seat opposite me. I watched her take a drink from her glass with a cocky, pun intended, grin.

I opened the back door just as the driver was lighting a cigarette. “Mr. Loxley!”

“We’re ready to go, if you are,” I said sarcastically.

“Yes, sir. I’m sorry. I went in to use the bathroom.”

We both knew that was bullshit. I got back in the car and sat beside Merida, who was still smiling.

“That was close,” she said, giggling.