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“I love you,” I said, fiercely determined not to run away from this. “You belong to me, understood?”
“Yes.” Those crafty hands that had been stroking my back found their way to my bra strap. He smirked at me as he started to play with the hooks. “In every way. Do you belong to me?”
He widened his legs, spreading my thighs, lowering me so my ass rode him more firmly.
“Yes,” I growled at him, a mix of frustration and hunger. “I am yours, Max Rider, you lying piece of shit. But you’re going to have to work for it.”
It wouldn’t be easy, but I wanted it, and that’s why it would work, why I could trust him. Because he wanted it too.
If I had told myself two months ago that I would be here, straddling Max Rider, letting him pull my bra from my arms as he kissed the soft veins of my wrists, I would have thrown myself to the ground.
“I don’t want it any other way,” he replied, and I believed him.
I trusted the look in his eye that told me I was the most important thing in his world.
We found an easy rhythm. His lips chased between my mouth and my nipples, his hands fondling my breasts like they were made for him. He swallowed my cries, turning me into a quivering mess.
I ground against him, desperate to be rid of our clothes. There were too many layers between us. I wanted to take him and for him to take me.
I started unbuttoning my jeans, impatient and horny, my needy groans feeding both of us as he pinched my nipples while caressing my tongue with his. Everything was so hot and smooth, surrounded by his body and his scent. I wanted him inside me. I wanted him filling me again.
The limo hit a pothole, and we sprung apart, still holding each other. Our eyes caught, watching, breathing, waiting. He moved first, the fingers tormenting my breasts vanishing to grip my waist as he spun me, pinning me to the seat of the limo. His knee parted my thighs as he leant over me. Something far more dark and wicked had replaced his hopeful smile.
“What do you want, Kitty Cat?” Max’s lips found my neck, biting the taut muscle.
I moaned, curving my body beneath his. I wanted him on top of me, feeling his full weight crushing me, surrounded with no escape.
I turned my head, asking for more by exposing my neck to him. I loved his breath against my skin, hearing his small grunts of appreciation, and feeling how much he enjoyed tasting me. His moans rang through my body as he worshipped me with small licks and bites I was sure would bruise.
He worked his way down to the softest skin on the curve of my breast, right over my thundering heart. He pressed his ear against me, listening to the way I beat for him.
“I love you.”
I could feel his voice in my lungs, in my throat, vibrating through my chest. This was what I wanted; Max covering every inch of my body.
He lifted his head, nuzzling me until he found the perfect spot on my breast. He gently took me in his mouth, sucking, biting, whispering his love into my skin until he had marked me. I loved that I felt possessed as his lips laid claim to the space above my heart.
I pushed myself up on my elbows to watch him kiss a path to my jeans. I didn’t need to say anything. We both knew they had to go.
He quickly took care of my boots, flinging them onto the floor before he grabbed the waist of my jeans and, in one swift movement, pulled them straight off my legs.
His breath escaped him as his eyes landed on the bright green thong nestled between my thighs. “Oh,” He sighed. I spread my knees, wanting to show him just how wet I was for him. He fell forward, his eyes glued to my pussy. “You’re spoiling me, Kitty Cat. I don’t know what to do when you give me presents like this.”
I lifted my heel, hooking it around the back of the seat. A stray rose petal that had stuck to my foot floated past his face.
“I’m sure you can think of something.”
His eyes finally left my pussy to take in my fiendish grin. He gripped my thighs, leaning down to run his nose over the damp fabric. I loved wearing his colour. It made me feel like I was part of him.
The heat in his eyes was devastating. He kept them fixed on me as he nibbled me through the fabric, finding the best place to make my hips buck.
“God. Yes. Just like that.” I encouraged him, loving the way he responded.
He pushed the thong aside with his nose, finding his prize. His hands left my thighs, gripping my ass, spreading me, securing me, bringing me closer to him as his tongue dove inside me.
I nearly laughed as pleasure rocked me. It was shattering me, pulling me apart only to force me to return as his tongue parted my folds and found my clit.
I could let go. We were in a limo going God-knows-where, surrounded by a city of millions of people, and I could finally let go. No warning signals or emergency alarms were going off in my head. Just the sound of my free heart in my ears and the feel of the sparks racing along my spine.
