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I take her chin on my finger and lift it until she’s looking at me. “Rule number one is no allowing other men to touch you tonight. Rule number two? Go with it. Trust me.”
I take the collar from her. “Lift your hair so I can put this on.”
She hesitates for only a split second before doing as I say, allowing me to cinch the collar around her throat before letting my fingertips trail over her shoulders. She closes her eyes and shivers slightly, her skin pebbling at my touch.
It is so easy to excite her. No other man will ever touch her, not this way. She makes me feel like a king—something all my money has never done.
“You have nothing to worry about tonight.” I ease the coat away from her shoulders and press my lips to the one closest to me, marveling at the smoothness of her skin and its sweet scent. “We’re going to have a lot of fun.”
“This is the sort of thing you had in mind? Leading me around on a leash?”
“Yes. That’s exactly what I want to do.” And now, my hand is on her knee, easing its way beneath the hem of her dress. “What, you think you can walk around looking like this, and I’m not going to want to show you off? I want every man there to see us together and know you belong to me.”
The combination of my touch and my words have her melting against me, and a surge of blood fills my dick and makes it stand painfully erect as I continue exploring her smooth, sexy thigh, inching closer to the prize waiting at the apex.
I run my tongue over her earlobe, savoring her short little breaths and the fluttering of the pulse in her throat. “You are going to give every man in that club an instant hard-on when he sets his eyes on you. Every single one of them is going to wonder what it would be like to have your lips around their cock before they bury it deep in your cunt.”
She lets out a tiny sigh, her eyes closing. “Oh, my god…”
I lean her against the back of the seat, parting her thighs wider. “I’m going to make you come for me,” I whisper while planting soft, lingering kisses along her jaw, then down her throat, lapping at her skin, soaking in the scent of her perfume. Sweet, floral, but with an undernote of muskiness that’s going to drive me insane.
There’s another scent I’m more interested in, and I plan on wearing it on my fingers, face, and cock by the time the night is over. “You’re going to come for me, and only me. However I say, whenever I say.”
“Yes…” I don’t know whether she realizes she whispered her agreement, but it has the strange effect of stirring pride deep in me.
“You’re going to enjoy it.” I cup her mound, reveling in the heat radiating from her and the way her wetness left her panties plastered to her lips. It’s almost too easy. “I’m going to give you a night you will never forget. You’ll be begging for more, I promise.” She only whimpers before spreading her legs wider, tilting her hips like she’s offering her pussy to me.
And I accept it, stroking her lips through the satin before raising my fingers to my mouth. Good god, I’ve never tasted anything so addictive, so good I find myself licking my fingers before going back for more.
But this time, after catching her essence, I run my fingers over her mouth. “Taste yourself,” I whisper, then groan at the sight of her tongue slipping out, the feeling of it brushing against my skin. “Have you ever done that before?”
“No.” She licks my fingers again, and it will be a miracle if I don’t come before we reach the club. She’s so willing, so eager. All mine.
“And I want you to think about that when I bury my face in your pussy later, and you hump me until you drown me in your juice.” The thought alone is enough to make me strain against my zipper—the idea of pulling it out does occur to me, but we’re almost at the club. Besides, this is about her. Making sure she’s ready.
If she isn’t, she’s damn close to it, her head thrown back in abandon while I continue stroking her lips. “My god, Colton…”
“That’s exactly right. I am your god.” She opens her mouth like she’s about to smart off, but the feeling of my fingers delving beneath her panties and through her sopping slit wipes away everything else. She barely chokes back a cry, hips shooting up, head falling back.
Fuck, she’s dripping. For me, only for me. I waste no time driving myself deeper, stretching her tight little tunnel to prepare her for my cock. “I’m going to fuck you tonight. I’m going to take you beyond any limit you thought you had. And you’re going to come all over my cock.”
“Colton… oh, yes… fuck me…”
“And this mouth…” When she turns her head my way, I sweep my tongue over her juicy, red lips. We both shudder. I have to fight the desire to fuck her face, knowing those lips are going to feel so fucking good around me. “You’re going to wrap these lips around me and suck. And people are going to watch while you do.”
She arches her back, her gasp sharp. I’ll be damned if another flood doesn’t coat my fingers, just the same. Because she loves the idea even if it shocks her.
She loves it so much she’s already starting to grip me tighter, almost holding my fingers in place as she builds. “That’s right, baby,” I whisper, pounding her hard, fast, the way I’m going to do later. “Come for me now. We’re almost there. I want you to come before we get there. I want you dripping when we get out of the limo.”
“Yes,” she breathes, working her hips against my fingers. “I’m going… I’m going to… oh, god!” She stiffens, her face frozen in a mask of something close to pain before the wave crashes, and that look is replaced by bliss, her body now undulating like a wave, her muscles drawing my fingers deeper. My palm is glistening by the time I withdraw my hand from between her shaking thighs.
“Now lick it clean,” I order, grinding my teeth to contain a groan as she eagerly does what I say.
The things I cannot wait to show her.
She’s barely returned to her senses when we pull into the parking lot of Purgatory. It’s a nondescript building with a cinder block exterior on the first two floors, topped by a heavily windowed third floor that I know was only added on once the structure took on its current use.
“What is this place?” she whispers once we come to a stop at the entrance.
