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Louis leaned in and kissed me. It was gentle at first, but quickly became heated as our tongues danced together. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him closer to me. His hands roamed over my body, exploring every inch of me.
Louis pulled away from me, his breath coming out in short gasps. “I want you, Harper,” he said, his eyes dark with desire. “I want to make love to you.”
I nodded, unable to form words.
He punched a button on his cell phone and made a quick call. In a few minutes, we stood up. Louis took my hand, leading me to a fancy black limo that pulled up along the curb.
He opened the door and I stared at the sleek interior. “This is your car?”
“Well, it’s rented, but yes.” He chuckled and waved toward the driver, who I recognized as the burly assistant.
I hesitated. I was about to climb into a car with someone I barely knew. I shouldn’t trust him. Look at how my ex had behaved and I’d fallen for it—hook, line, and sinker. But this wasn’t love, this was just sex, right? A one-night stand to sate our attraction? Besides, Jed knew I’d left with him, and my friend would check up on me if I didn’t show up tomorrow. My worries swirled around in my mind, but then Louis squeezed my hand and I knew it would be alright.
I climbed inside the car.
Louis followed me and sat beside me. He reached for the cabinet and poured two glasses of champagne. He handed one to me, and I sipped it.
“Thank you,” I said. “All this is how you live? What are you, a billionaire or something?”
“Or something.” He slid closer, stroking his hand along my leg. “Now, where were we?”
I felt a shiver run down my spine as Louis leaned in to kiss me again. His lips were soft and warm against mine, and I eagerly returned the kiss. My heart was pounding in my chest as his hands roamed over my body, pulling me closer to him.
The limo was dark and private, and I felt myself getting lost in the moment. The champagne had gone to my head, and I was feeling more and more daring by the second. I leaned in to whisper in Louis’s ear, “I want you too.”
He smiled at me, his eyes shining with desire. “Then let me show you how much I want you.”
With that, Louis began to undress me, his hands moving over my body with practiced ease.
“Won’t the driver see?” I asked, gasping at his lips against my bare skin.
“No,” Louis said. “The privacy screen is up.”
“Oh,” I said. I felt the cool air of the limo on my skin as he revealed me inch by inch until I was completely naked before him. “Can he hear us?”
Louis looked up, meeting my eyes. “He can’t see or hear, and I’ve told him to drive until I open the intercom and tell him to stop. We’re all alone back here.”
Then he returned to touching and stroking my chest. “I want you all to myself.”
When his teeth closed around my nipple, biting softly, I moaned his name, my back arching off the leather seat.
Louis picked up the seatbelt with a wicked gleam in his eye and wrapped it around my right wrist. Then he reached for the other side. “Let’s see if this helps you stay still. I have work to do.”
I licked my lips.
Once I was secured to the seat, he picked up the half-full champagne glass and dribbled it over my chest, then he chased the liquid with his tongue, finding every bit. The liquid slipped down my stomach, and he followed it, his tongue tracing the curve of my hips before sliding between my legs. He traced my sex with his fingers and then licked my clit.
I pulled against the restraints, wanting to touch him too.
But then he began to suck, and my attention narrowed to his mouth, his fingers, exploring me. My breath came in soft little pants and I pushed my hips toward him. I forgot everything I’d ever been worried about. There was only this moment and the feelings coursing through me. He pulled away, and then pressed in again, pushing his fingers into my wet pussy as he did.
“I want you to come for me,” Louis said, his voice husky.
Another thrust of the fingers, another suck of his mouth, and I was so close. Sensations ripped through me, and I found myself moving, pushing my hips forward, needing every touch. When I came, the whole world exploded into a cascade of pleasure, and I screamed his name.
When I caught my breath, I opened my eyes to see him stripping off his tee shirt and his jeans revealing sun-kissed skin and a strong, lean form. I tried to reach for him but the belts still held me. His cock grew against the white cotton of his underwear and I licked my lips again. He couldn’t be too bad if he wore tighty-whities, right? Even if he wouldn’t tell me where his money came from—how he had a limo and could order a dress in seconds on a Friday night.
But as I watched him finish undressing, I didn’t want to think about any of that. I didn’t want to think at all. “Please,” I begged, my voice barely above a whisper. “I need you inside me.”
