“Then I’m going to come.”
“Then you will be punished once again.” He shifted again, his cock pulsing against the seam of his pants in time with her shallow breathing.
She glared at him, slowing her breaths like they’d practiced.
“Good girl.”
A shiver rattled through her body as she calmed, stilling her body and focusing her mind. He’d never been so fucking proud of her. He pulled his hands from her pants and pressed the gas as she wailed a ‘noooooooo’ at him.
“Not yet.” He licked his fingers clean, an appraising hum vibrating his chest. “You taste so good, Mackenzie. Denial suits you.”
“Don’t get any ideas, buddy. This… this… this is straight up torture.”
He brushed his fingers against her cheek. “You know I will make the wait worth the while, Love.”
Another visible shudder passed through her body at his promise. He turned a corner and pulled off the road into a parking lot.
Switching off the car, he shifted his junk in his pants. He wasn’t sure she understood what her denial did to him, but before the night was over, he was certainly going to make sure she did. “But first, I need to check out this building.”
