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With a firm yet gentle grasp on a handful of her hair, I pull her back, creating a necessary distance between us. "I need you to behave yourself so I can drive," I murmur deliberately, silently praying she can't detect the shattering of my resolve.

"What will I gain in return?" she shoots me a glare, furrowing her brows in feigned annoyance.

It’s utterly adorable.

"You can use me as you please, and I will please you as I please," I offer, releasing my grip on her hair as it cascades gently onto her delicate face.

Amber's eyes widen, her pupils dilating further. I can see the subtle movement of her throat as she continues to glare at me. I’m aware she can feel the pulsing of my cock, promising truth to my words. I have her eating out of the palm of my hand.

Well, that’s what I tell myself.

"Okay," she concedes, a hint of defiance in her voice. "But I'm not moving," she adds firmly. It will be a little uncomfortable to drive the couple of blocks to my apartments, but I'll make it work.

Plus, I can't find it in me to protest, especially when she wears that self-assured smile, her lips curled up in pure arrogance. It is so bratty, yet sexy.

"Alright then," I respond, knowing that control around this girl is going to be a battle.

I hadn’t expected her to be so…willing. For me to want her with such…ferocity.

The air hangs heavy with an electric charge as I turn the key in the ignition, the engine purring to life. My gaze remains fixed on the road ahead, determined to maintain composure, but Amber's deliberate movements send shockwaves through my body. Each jostle, every brush of her curves, is a merciless reminder of the yearning coursing through my veins.

At times, she sways her hips, purposefully grinding against my member. I bite down on my lower lip, fighting to suppress the raw moan that threatens to escape.

"I’ll get you back for every tease, every tug, every temptation," I growl, cutting the engine as we reach our destination. "You'll beg me to stop, and I won't."

A challenging glimmer dances in her eyes as she retorts. "Is that a promise?"

Another smug smile finds its place on her lips, pushing me over the edge once again. Nothing is holding me back from claiming every inch of Amber as my own, and that’s exactly what I intend to do.

"It certainly is," I assure her.

Tomorrow, I'll devote my attention to my plan. But for now, for tonight, I’ll show Amber the true concept of teasing and immeasurable pleasure that'll leave her only aware of my cock and I alone. Nothing else will matter.

We both step out of the car, and I lead her toward the reception of the towering building that awaits us. With each step, I’m captivated by the playfulness in her eyes as she scans the insides of the complex. How can someone look so defiant one minute and endearing the next?

As we enter the elevator, it becomes the perfect setting for the start of our debauchery. I take hold of her, positioning her against the smooth metal, our bodies tightly pressed together. Her penetrating green gaze locks onto mine, daring me to keep my promise.

Leaning closer, I reach out to press a button on the wall beside her, and as I lean in, my lips brush against her left ear. “How many strokes will it take for a brat to plead?” I whisper.

She visibly swallows, her chest rising and falling gently. “You talk too much,” she stutters, but her heated gaze communicates her intentions loud and clear.

She wants to find out.

A grin spreads across my face. Amber will be my undoing, and I’ll gladly surrender to the fire between us.

The elevator chimes, signaling our arrival, and I reluctantly pull away. "Come on," I beckon, extending my hand, which she immediately grasps. I hold onto it gently, guiding her towards my apartment.

Unlocking the door, I usher her inside, my touch lingering on the small of her back. As I close the door, I locate the switch on the wall, flooding the room with light. Now I can see every inch of her clearly, eliminating the dimness that had enveloped us at the club.

Amber glances around before turning her attention back to me. My fingers are already undoing the buttons of my shirt, and I watch as her eyes follow their progress, lingering to discover what lies beneath.

"Come," I command, and she obeys without hesitation.

Except she takes her time, savoring the anticipation, deliberately making me wait as she approaches me slowly.

I chuckle softly as she draws near. "You have a beautiful laugh," she whispers, making my heart flutter. It's an unexpected compliment, one that will lurk in my mind for a while. Compliments are few and far between in my world, they always have been. It’s nice to hear.

Or maybe it is just nice to hear Amber say it.

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