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The chauffeur is watching the traffic while I turn and watch Redix.
“Anything.”
I’m sitting on his hand and a mountain of need for this. My thighs part just slightly. Soft jazz plays loud enough to mask our conversation. My dress drapes long enough to hide his hand playing with my sex.
“You’re so warm.” His finger, one so thick and long, slides inside me, and I bite back a moan. “It feels so warm inside when you fight for me.”
I love how he’s watching me. With his hair in a knot, only a few strands fall over his sexy face that won’t stop staring at me; it’s making me squirm. He uses his other fingers, pulling the thin thong aside so I can do this. So I can rub my clit into the seat while his fingers fuck me from underneath.
“It’s very moving when you protect me.” His bottom lip, his teeth bite it before he says, “I feel it very deep inside.”
Two of his big fingers slide inside my cunt while 6th Avenue blurs by. I clench around his touch while the wet he’s making me slicks the leather.
“I feel you deep inside me too.”
A saxophone wails through the speakers while I grind down on his fingers, craving more of him, but this will do for now because I can’t stop. Redix Dean does this to me. Desire for him has me willing to risk all to satisfy it. I hang on to his gaze and let it happen.
“You like this feeling, don’t you, Cade? Of being so bad for me. Of being my dirty little girl.” He pumps them, sliding his slick fingers in and out. “Is there anything you won’t do for me?”
He has no idea.
“I’ll do anything.”
The friction of my clit against this leather, it’s rubbing that tiny spot that’ll deliver tremendous pleasure.
“What will you finally do with me, Redix?”
A veil of lust drops over his eyes, of dark intent, and I’m desperate for its arrival. I need him so much it hurts.
It makes him slam three fingers, and the words, “Whatever I fucking want, Cade,” inside my tender opening. “You’re fucking mine.”
I muffle my gasp; the sear of pain comes before the fast rush of pleasure. It’s glazing his fingers, smearing over the seat, and oh God, he starts curling them hard, combing them down my walls deep inside.
I’m going to leave a shameless puddle behind.
“Redix, fuck me.”
But I can’t say more. My mouth, my body twists for him, demanding it, but I have no sound, only the pressure he’s raging inside me. It’s so loud.
“Not tonight, Candy Cade.” His lips near mine. “I want my dessert. Chocolate-covered strawberries are melting for your nipples in our suite.” He’s jerking his hand. I’m grinding hard. His lips dust over mine, his free hand wrapping around my neck and holding me there. “There’s whipped cream and a banana I’m gonna use on your hungry pussy too.”
I burst. His mouth takes me in a kiss while I’m washed away in the current of his touch, his taste, his tease and kink of just how deep I want to go with him. To places dark. To places forbidden.
I let it wash over me, the permission and the pleasure, as I gasp back into his breath.
And I was wrong.
I am changing.
My whole world is crumbling wet over his hand.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
The mirror is lying.
This woman isn’t me.
But I like her.
