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I can’t take any more.
My legs are shaking violently, my heartbeat is hammering in my ears. I’m trembling around him but still manage to keep moving my hips up and down. I throw my head back against the window as the most intense orgasm rips through my body.
“Oh my God, Keller!” I cry out.
Gently pulling my dress back down, Keller slides his fingers out of my throbbing pussy. I immediately feel empty.
My whole body is tingling and trembling. I lift my leg, brushing the top of his head. I'm too exposed; I need to close my legs. Keller cups my cheek, nuzzling his mouth to my hair, as my breath only mildly starts to return to normal.
Fuck, him breathing in my ear is enough to send me off again. I have never orgasmed more than once with any of my other partners. Yet Keller just breathing on me is almost sending me into orgasm number two.Fuck, he’s good.
“Princess, don’t you ever hide from me. That was the goddamn sexiest thing I've ever seen. You losing control on my tongue made me almost come in my pants. There is no embarrassment here, only pleasure.” He whispers this and I slowly nod in reply.
Keller moves back over to his seat, and I spy his erection and can’t help but stare. Even through his trousers, it’s a fucking monster. As if sensing what I’m thinking, Keller turns to me chuckling, trying to readjust himself awkwardly.
“When I come tonight, Baby, it's going to be inside your tight pussy, with you screaming my name as you take every last drop from me. Okay?”
His lips turn into that sexy lopsided smirk he does.
God, his mouth.
The thought makes my heart jump; my whole body is aroused again. Fuck, this man is something else. I don’t just want more; my whole body craves it.
“My place or yours?” He smirks, turning his attention to his wing mirror as the ignition roars the car to life.
“Yours,” I respond instantly.
I’ve had dreams of being fucked on his kitchen island all week. I’m not sure what he’d think of my poxy double bed smothered in pink fluffy cushions. I’m not even sure he’d fit in my bed.
It’s the stark reminder we live in two different worlds, his being one I don’t belong in.
I chastise my inner thoughts.It’s only for one night Sienna, it's not as if you're going to marry him. He wants you for sex. He’s hardly going to care about your bank balance.
Always the over-thinker. Sometimes I wish I could just shut my brain off for five minutes.
I’m starting to doubt that just one night will ever be enough of him.
CHAPTER11
KELLER
Icouldn’t help myself.
Listening to her talk about her passion to help disadvantaged kids struck a cord close to my heart. She’s absolutely perfect, in every way. Far, far too perfect for a monster like me. But I'm in too deep now. And nothing is going to stop me from claiming her as mine tonight. Even if it’s just this once.
On the drive back to the penthouse, anticipation sizzles in the air. After devouring her pussy in the passenger seat, my cock has not gone back down. It fucking hurts. Being near her is a constant hard on.
Now, I'm not just getting turned on by her looks or sassiness, but by her dreams, desires, and intelligence. It’s fucking dangerous. Keeping my eyes on the road, I can’t risk catching a glimpse. I’m not sure my cock can take it.
Just a few minutes drive feels like a lifetime. I open the passenger door for her as she slips out of the car, grabbing her by the waist to lift her down. The car emphasizes how petite she is. My fingers are almost touching around her ribcage.
Placing my hand back to its favorite place - her lower back - I guide her into the lift. It’s fucking freezing; plumes of vapor come from my mouth as I breathe. I left my jacket at the club in my haste to get her back here. She must be freezing in that short figure-hugging number she has on.
I move my hand from her back and wrap an arm around her shoulder, pulling her into my side, hoping that will warm her up. I can feel her shivering against me. Either from the cold or from my touch.
I hit the button for the 86thfloor, and the realization hits me of her fear of elevators. From the corner of my eye, I catch her twiddling her thumbs, her clear tell of anxiety. There’s no one else in here, and I have the perfect distraction tactic.
My hands find her waist and I hoist her up to rest her ass on the gold metal railing that runs along the walls... Spreading her legs with my body, I step in towards her and she wraps them around my back. Her bare pussy rubs against the zip of my trousers.
