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I can feel the driver still watching us, and I can’t lie, it’s kind of a turn on. Working my hand a little faster, I run my tongue up the side of his neck. He’s circling my clit with the pad of his finger, making my pussy throb.
“Ahem,” the driver coughs loudly, getting our attention.
We both freeze, our breathing heavy and labored. Sexy stranger looks out the window, then tugs some money from his pocket, holding it between the two front seats.
“Thanks, keep the change,” he says, throwing the door open and helping me climb out.
I adjust my skirt, tugging it down my thighs. The driver has a little smirk on his face as he nods at us. He doesn’t seem as affected as I thought he might be, then again, he probably sees this stuff multiple times a night here in the city.
Rough fingers wrap mine, tearing me away. My ankles buckle slightly as I regain my balance. The man takes me through the lobby and to an elevator. He pushes the button, his eyes flicking to me, then back to the light above the elevator, and back to me.
He’s impatient, eager, and that excites me. I can’t wait for him to ravage me. I want him to take me, to destroy me, to turn me into a wicked little vixen.
I know nothing about this man at all. I know he has green eyes. I know he has dark chestnut hair. I know he’s about six feet tall and has expensive taste in suits. I know his lips are warm and his hands have a slight roughness that tickles my skin.
And I know everything about this is devilishly wrong and right in the same breath.
The elevator doors open, and he whisks me inside. He doesn’t even wait for them to close before he walks me back, pushing me against the wall.
Lifting my arms above my head, he grips both my wrists in one hand. I feel so small right now, so small and breakable.
Break me, fucking break me.
He sucks my bottom lip into his mouth, plucking it softly with his teeth before letting it go. “Is this what you want?” he asks, running his other hand down between my tits, over my belly, and cupping my mound. “You want me to make you scream?”
“Yes,” I answer, my voice floating out on a moan.
“But you can’t scream what you don’t know. Don’t you want my name, so you have something to call out?”
Shaking my head, I smirk. “I told you, you’re not getting my name.”
“You want to bet?” he asks, his lips tickling over my cheek as he whispers in my ear. “I’m good at games, baby, and I’m good at winning.”
Giggling, I tilt my head, letting my eyes connect with his. “No.” He starts to speak, but I silence him with a kiss.
He pushes against me, pressing his rock hard dick against my lower belly. Jabbing his tongue into my mouth, he sweeps across the roof of my mouth and I bow into him. My back arches, and my heart is hammering in my chest.
We don’t need to talk. Our bodies will speak for us.
The doors open, but he doesn’t break the kiss. Sweeping me off my feet, he wraps my legs around his waist and carries me out of the elevator. I’m holding on tight, grinding my throbbing pussy against his hard abs.
He walks with determined steps, carrying me like I weigh nothing. Holding me up with one hand, he pulls a key card out of his back pocket and swipes it through the handle. The door beeps, and he kicks it open.
With long strides, this god of muscle moves across the room like he owns it and everything in it. He maneuvers around a small bench, down two steps, and to the bed. Peeling me off his body, he drops me on the bed, and I bounce softly.
Crossing my legs, I smile up at him. His eyes change, they darken, his pupils growing wide, spreading like shaded pools. “You sure you want to do this? Last chance to tell me no, because once I’m inside you, I can’t guarantee that I’ll have the control to stop.”
Rubbing my legs back and forth, I bite the tip of my nail, and curl the corner of my lip to one side. “If I had any doubts, I wouldn’t be here right now.”
“Good, that’s exactly what I want to hear.” His hands grip my knees and spread my legs apart. His eyes fall to my pussy, hidden behind a thin piece of fabric. “Stay just like that, don’t move.”
Licking his lips, he grins as he slowly pulls his jacket off his arms. Dropping it to the floor, he unbuttons his shirt, and lets it fall onto his jacket. Gripping the collar of his white t-shirt, he tugs it over his head.
