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“I want you, Hannah,” he rasps into my ear. “I’d take you in the backseat of this car if I weren’t afraid of crushing you.”
I pant a little, turned on by his words. “I want you to take me,” I whisper in his ear. I point to the thin wall separating the front seats from the back. “Is that soundproof?”
“Enough,” Rick tells me, his eyes on fire.
I lift the hem of my dress so that my thighs are exposed and the man next to me stops breathing. My legs are pale in the dim light and my pussy covered only by the tiniest, silkiest thong.
“Well, we could start now,” I whisper, blinking with feigned innocence. “Would you like that?”
Rick seems unable to speak for a moment, his eyes fixated on the juncture of my thighs. But then he lets out a low, throaty moan.
“Maybe just a little teaser,” he agrees, his breath hot on my neck. “I think I’d like that.”
Slowly, almost hesitantly, Rick puts his hand on my thigh. He rubs my leg gently before moving upward, his fingers grazing the edge of my tiny black panties. I shiver with longing, even though he’s barely touching me. Then, his finger gently nudges the lace to the side before sliding one finger deep inside of me without warning. I moan, trying to control the sound as my back arches.
“You’re wet,” Rick hisses, driving his digit deeper inside. “So fucking drenched.”
“It’s for you,” I moan, wanting more, needing more. “All of it.”
But too quickly, Rick pulls his finger out, his expression dark.
“Not yet, not like this,” he snarls.
He leans back into his corner of the car. He doesn’t touch me, but just stares at my lush form, his blue eyes dark with lust. I pout a little, whining.
“Why did you stop?”
My desperation just seems to make Rick smile and he grins, those white teeth almost luminescent in the dark.
“We’ll be there soon enough,” he promises, his voice husky. “I want more than a slow fingering in the back seat of a limo. Fuck, we’re going to be fisting you tonight, baby, so I don’t want to ruin it.”
Just the word “fist” gets me going and I feel like I’m bursting out of my skin. But right when I’m about to protest again, his blue eyes flicker out the window and he grins.
“We’re here,” he soothes. “You don’t have to wait anymore.”
With that, my date throws his door open and then reaches a hand back to help me out. I accept it gratefully and we stumble towards what appears to be a huge granite building. A uniformed doorman inclines his head politely as we cross the threshold, but I barely notice because Rick’s hustling me across the lobby towards a set of elevators. Then, he swipes a keycard and the doors open. We step onto the plush carpet and the machine seems to levitate for what feels like forever.
“Mmm, you must be high up,” I murmur.
He grins.
“You’ll see.”
Then, the doors slide open and I find myself stepping from the elevator directly into a massive apartment.
“Welcome,” my date growls, his arm circling around my waist. “I hope you like it.” Quickly, I catch a glimpse of triple-height ceilings, stark, modern furniture, and a sweeping view of Manhattan, but then, Rick’s hustling me down a long hall toward what I can only assume is the master suite. Sure enough, we come to a set of double doors which he pushes open, and inside is a huge room done up in dark colors with heavy wood furniture. There’s a massive king-size in the center, and above it, a mirror. I turn to him, eyes wide, and he grins.
“It makes things more fun,” he growls. But then his eyes go dark and his expression is harsh. “Get on the bed,” he barks. Knees trembling, I comply, climbing on to the massive mattress. Never taking his eyes from me, my date slowly removes first his coat and then his button down shirt. I stare in shock because this man is built like a Greek god. Acres of bronze skin are revealed, complete with a muscular chest and ripped abs. There’s a v-cut at his hips, dragging my gaze dangerously low, and my mouth goes dry as I anticipate what happens next.
“Like what you see?” he purrs.
I can’t even reply as my thighs clench with need.
“Please,” is all whisper. “Oh God.”
In two strides, Rick is at the bed, his blue eyes hard and unfathomable. With nimble fingers, he unzips my dress and lowers it to my waist, sliding it down my legs until it’s a crumpled heap on the floor. Then he removes my bra and tosses it onto the ground before ripping my panties off, leaving me utterly nude and utterly exposed. Those azure eyes roam over my blushing, naked body and I tremble, partially from shock and partially from need. But Rick merely presses a hard kiss to my lips before backing away.
