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“The gala…”
I gasp as he unclips his seatbelt and moves across the backseat right into me. His hand goes to my hip, the other sliding up to cup my face as I moan.
“Do you know why you’re dressed like this? In this particular gown? With those silky little panties rubbing against your pussy all evening? With that plug making you whimper with every step you take?”
I shiver, panting as his hand grips my hip a little tighter.
“Because in that gala, there are three men—each with lots of money and not many wits. They’re also equally distractible. And easily manipulated. I need one of them—ideally the least-witted—to agree to buy his way onto my board.”
His mouth thins.
“Call it shoring up my defenses or hedging my bets. I’d never in a hundred years want anyone coming onto my board like this, because it grants them too much power. However, someone with money and nothing between their ears, who’ll start drooling when something gorgeous and incredibly sexy walks past them, is exactly what I need right now.”
My eyes narrow, a flash of… something, sparking in my chest.
“Are you trying to tell me I’m fuckingbaittonight?” I snap. “Eye candy?”
He frowns, and I shake my head.
“You want one of your rich creep friends towantme—”
“I want one of those rich creeps to want you, and know that they willnever fucking have you,” he snarls. “Because you are unequivocally, unflinchingly, unquestionablymine.”
I gasp as he unclips my seatbelt and then slides his hand to my thigh, pulling my legs wide apart. His fingers tease up my inner thigh, turning me to whimpering jelly as my head lolls back.
“What I want, Ella,” he growls right into my neck.
I moan deeply, clinging to him as his hand pushes right up between my legs. His fingers slip beneath my panties, dragging over my dripping wet slit, making me cry out.
“What I want, is for you to walk in there looking like you’ve just beenhad. Ravished. I want you looking like you’ve just been fucked absolutely sideways. And I want you looking like you enjoyedevery fucking second of it.”
I moan as he rolls his fingertips over my clit, sending throbbing heat through every nerve in my body.
“So,” he growls into my ear, nipping at the earlobe as I start to push my hips into his hand.
“Why don’t you show meexactlyhow badly you need that.”
His finger bumps over my clit once more, and then his hand slips from under my dress. When he pulls back, our eyes lock, and I swear you could light a match by sticking it between where our gazes meet.
Lust surges through me—a raw, consuming need for him. To behadby him. To be his. And then, without missing a beat, I sink to my knees on the floor in front of him.
My eyes don’t leave his as I reach for his belt. I pull it open, struggling with the zipper before he helps. His hips raise, and I peel his tuxedo pants and briefs down his muscled thighs, until his cock springs free.
My pulse jolts.
Fuck. Me.
Even in the darkness of the backseat, I can see how fucking huge he is. My hand reaches for him, and I shiver when my fingers try and wrap around his thickness. When they don’t even touch, I tremble as I squeeze my thighs together.
I let my hand give him a slow stroke, sliding over the hot, velvety steel of his huge cock. When he groans, my pulse soars. When I do it again, and his jaw clenches, power surges through me.
I lean closer to him, my tongue wetting my lips. My eyes drag up to his as I lean in and press a small kiss against his crown.
“Fuck, Ella,” he hisses.
I stick my tongue out, dragging it up the last few inches of him, and flicking it over his head. When he grunts, I whimper. When his hips rise eagerly, I want to give him more.
My lips sink down around his head. My tongue swirls around it as I push myself to take more. He’s massive, and there’s no way I’m going to suddenly be some porn star blowjob queen. But the way his eyes glint as they lock with mine, and the way his cock pulses against my tongue? The way his hand slips into my hair and grips tightly?
