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And I don’t care what she says. I’m not taking it back. Those belong to her now.

At the end of the night, she’s won me and I can’t stop smirking. She grumbles, “I don’t get why that woman wouldn’t stop bidding on you. She just kept driving the price up.”

“It’s alright. I can afford it.”

“That’s not the point. She’s obviously desperate.” She huffs and crosses her arms over her bountiful chest where she’s flounced in the seat of the car.

I laugh and chuck her under the chin. “You’re like a little terrier right now. Trust me. It’s fine.”

She sighs and sits back and my dick stirs in my pants. I’ve been struggling all night to keep the monster hard-on in my pants under wraps. I don’t want to scare her but I really fucking want to touch her. Own her.

Being in love with her for years has left me weakened. She’s too tempting, too sweet. Too mine.

I creep closer to her so that I can sit next to her in the seat. Her eyes stay closed but I can see her chest lifting and falling rapidly under the silk bodice. Her pale cheeks are flushed pink and my hand lifts to run lightly along her delicate cheekbone. Her face turns into my hand automatically, like she can’t stop herself.

“Steele? What are you doing?” She whispers it so softly that I almost don’t hear the words. It’s just a breath of sound.

I don’t say anything. Just lean forward and wait, my mouth so close to hers that I can feel her soft breath caress my lips. Her eyes open, darkened with some undefined emotion that makes my heart lift and take flight.

I finally move in close, slowly so that she can move away if she wants to. But she doesn’t move away. Instead, her face moves closer to me, her lips lightly touching mine. She moans and I growl under my breath, my hand grasping the back of her head gently, my lips moving on hers until she opens her mouth and my tongue surges inside, tangling wildly with hers.

I move closer and she crawls up onto my lap. My dick jerks in my dress pants and I know I’m pitching a helluva tent. Chastity just moans and wriggles in my lap, making me even harder, if that’s possible.

“Steele?” She whimpers, her voice soft and breathy with need.

I never thought I’d get as far as I have but now I’m dying to taste her. To bring her to the same pleasure that I feel every day just seeing her.

I shift her over onto the long bench seat and she opens her eyes, her mouth flying open. “Wh-what are you doing?” She asks.

“I need to taste you.”

Her eyes flare with heat and I’m lost. I couldn’t look away or walk away if I tried. She’s got me wrapped around her dainty little fingers like a ring.

Which I intend to get her sometime very soon.

I push her long skirts up and bunch them at her waist, groaning when I see that she’s wearing a pair of black silk and lace panties and a damn garter belt. I’ve never even seen one of those damn things but they are sexy as hell.

I reach over and before I can think better of it, twist my fingers in the silk and rip it to shreds.

She gasps and sits up, her eyes wide. “What did you do?”

“Got something out of my way so that I could see what’s mine,”I growl.

And then I dive between her thighs and lose myself in the absolute torture and desire of her scent. Licking up her smooth thigh, I finally reach her weeping slit and run my tongue up and down it lightly before pushing inside and fucking her with my tongue.

In and out and then a twist with my finger inside her swollen channel. Tonguing her little bundle of nerves until she’s bouncing on the seat, about to give me a black eye.

I hold her hips down with one hand while I open her up with the other and eat her delicious pussy until she screams and cries, coming apart in my arms. Swallowing every last drop of her juices, I lick her like a popsicle until she creams all over my lips again.

She falls back and gasps for breath, her voice hoarse. “I-I can’t believe that that just happened.”

A rare burst of panic hits me. “Are you unhappy that it happened, firefly? I didn’t push you, did I?”

She smiles happily. “Nope. I really needed that.”

“Needed is not wanted. Did you want that?”

“I really did.” She lifts her hand and gently caresses my cheek, smiling softly when I lean into her touch like a cat, practically purring.

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