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“Someone will knock if either of us is under arrest.” I pull her dress down her hips and toss it to the other side of the limo. “There. Now, you’re unrecognizable.”
She glances out of the window and gulps, the gears in her mind spinning. Her fog of lust is wavering, as is her trust.
“Emberly, is it?” I ask, my voice soft.
She nods, her chest rising and falling with rapid breaths, her eyes still on the traffic.
“Even if the cops wanted to get you, they’d need a warrant to check my vehicle.”
She bites down on her bottom lip.
“The doors are locked. They couldn’t get in if they tried.”
Still no reaction.
“I will protect you, baby. You’re safe with me.” To punctuate my point, I swipe my thumb over her clothed clit.
When her eyes finally snap back to meet mine, I hold back a triumphant smirk.
“Let me take care of you.” I shuffle backward to position myself between her spread legs, but she grabs my lapel.
“You’re wearing too many clothes,” she says.
“Tell me what you want, sweetheart,” I say, unable to hold back a grin.
“Take it off.” She rises, slides her hands beneath my jacket, and slips it down my shoulders. Then she loosens the buttons of my shirt, and her eyes widen at the sight of all my ink.
I smirk. “See something you like, baby?”
“Maybe.” She drags her fingertips over my chest, leaving trails of liquid fire.
My jaw clenches with the effort it takes to hold back the force of my desire. I suppress a sharp inhale and grab her wrist. “Stay down,” I force back the growl in my voice. “If one of those officers comes over and knocks on the window, you need to stay hidden.”
“Oh, shit.” She flops down on her back and flings a forearm over her face. “I didn’t think.”
“Relax,” I say with a smirk and rub the pad of my thumb over her swollen clit again. “I’ll take care of the cops.”
“A-Alright,” she whispers.
I lower my head between her legs and press kisses on her inner thighs. Her skin is inviting and soft beneath my lips, and when my nostrils fill with the sweet scent of her arousal, it takes every ounce of effort not to tear off that scrap of fabric and claim what I’m owed.
The limo drives ahead, and the patrol car’s flashing lights fade into the evening traffic.
Emberly lifts her hips and moans. I take that as an invitation.
The fabric of her panties is soaked and straining so tightly against her pussy that I can make out every delicious detail. Frederic Capello would be rolling over in his grave to know his daughter is such a horny little slut. If she wasn’t, then luring her to her new prison wouldn’t be so easy.
My cock chooses this moment to swell bigger than it has in living memory. That’s because she’s the first woman I’ve gotten close to in five years who wasn’t a crooked prison guard. I bite back a moan and glance up at the window. We haven’t even joined the highway.
This is moving too quickly. I’ve got to make this last. Keep Emberly on the edge until I can get her home.
“Fuck,” she moans.
“Do you always give men you’ve never met erections, or is it just my lucky day?” I ask.
“P-Please,” she whispers.
“Please what, sweetheart?” I run the flat of my tongue close to the lace of her panties.
