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I squeeze her ass cheek. “Four.”

She whimpers again.

Her pearl is even slicker now, bigger than ever before. “Five.”

I push against it, and she detonates right there in my arms. She comes so hard that I have to support her body through it.

It’s a fucking miracle to watch my woman, to know that I was the one who did that. It makes me want to roar in masculine pride. I’m the one who satisfied her. I’m theonlyone who gets to do this with her.

When she’s sated, I pull my hand from her panties and lick my fingers clean. I love the way her cheeks turn red. I want her to know how much I enjoy her sweet flavor.

Sadness flickers across her face, and I know she’s expecting me to walk away now. But instead, I lean close and whisper in her ear, “You’re coming home with me tonight.”

7

MACKENZIE

“You’re coming homewith me tonight.”

It’s not a request. It’s a demand. I should probably tell him no. I should push him away and tell him I’m tired of the way he runs hot and cold. But instead, I nod limply. I’m too spent from the delicious orgasm he gave me to argue.

“Good girl,” he murmurs and drops to his knees in front of me.

He reaches for my tiny dress again. For one heart-pounding moment, I think he’s going to lick my pussy right here in the darkened parking lot. Even though I came, more moisture gushes from my body at the thought.

He reaches for my panties and growls at me as he works them down to my ankles. I shift, letting him pull them off past my shoes.

He brings them to his nose and inhales deeply before shoving them into his pocket. He stands again, kisses me roughly, then tugs my hand toward his truck.

I plant my feet, standing my ground. He can’t be serious. “I don’t have any panties,” I hiss at him.

He grunts and steps closer, invading my space once more. “You lost the right to panties when you put them on for another man.”

Then without waiting for a response, he scoops me up and sets me gently in his truck. He fastens the seatbelt around me, pausing to tweak my nipples as he does.

I arch into his touch, my body craving it. I need him again already.

Ace chuckles under his breath, well aware of what he’s doing then closes the truck door.

I grab my phone, thankful that I had the foresight to tuck it into the top of my dress earlier tonight. I quickly text Ginger so she doesn’t worry about me, letting her know that I’ve left with Ace. She replies with an eggplant emoji followed by a smirk.

I put my phone on the console as Ace slides into the driver’s seat. As soon as he gets the vehicle out of the club parking lot, he issues another command in his dark, gritty voice. “Touch yourself.”

“Here? Now?” I glance around, not sure why I’m suddenly feeling shy. It could be that we’re in a moving vehicle. It could be that I wasn’t expecting Ace to come into the club tonight and publicly claim me in the parking lot.

“It’s the only way you’ll be able to take me.”

I whimper at his words and squeeze my thighs together again.

“Do it now. Let me hear the sounds your pussy makes when it’s wet. I want to listen as you splash in your own juices.”

I should object. I should tell him no, but I don’t want to. Besides, it’s obvious from the route he’s chosen that Ace is taking back roads.

There are a few streetlights, and they’re spaced far apart. Even if someone did look in his vehicle, they wouldn’t be able to see anything through his tinted windows. The thought makes me feel bold, and I remember how it felt three days ago when I played with myself while he watched.

I manage to shift and maneuver, bunching up the material of my short dress around my hips. My bare ass is against the soft, buttery leather of his seat as I slide my fingers through my folds. They’re still so wet and sensitive from earlier that I whimper at the sensation.

“Describe it,” Ace grits out. “Tell me how my pretty pussy feels.”

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