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“Okay, now I’m really nervous,” she mutters as I drape a protective arm around her waist and steer her out of the bar and into the lobby. Simply being this close to her is getting me hard again. To think, she has no idea. In her head, she’s still the nerdy kid.
The fact is, she was hot back then, too. And she was just as unaware as she is now.
“A limo?” she breathes, her eyes widening as the driver I secured for the evening steps out and opens the door for us.
“It’s a special night.” And it was the right call since her face is shining almost as bright as the moon hanging overhead. This is run-of-the-mill for me, but to her, it’s probably a first-time experience. What will it be like, showing her the world? I can’t wait.
Climbing inside the limo is a welcome relief, the warm exterior heaven on a cold night like this. “Wow, this is so cool!” She turns to me, grimacing as soon as the words are out of her mouth. “That must have sounded so lame.”
“It is cool.” I nudge the bag closer to her, sitting between us on the seat. “Check out what I got for you.”
“You really didn’t have to buy me anything.”
“Just wait until you see what it is.” Something tells me she’s going to feel a little different when she does.
And I’m right. Her mouth falls open in a gasp once she identifies what she’s pulled free from the cloud of tissue paper: a black leather collar with a D-ring attached in the front, to which a leather leash has been clipped.
Her wide, innocent eyes are full of confusion when they meet mine. “Is this what I think it is?”
“That’s for you to wear tonight.”
“Oh.” The collar starts trembling in her hands. “That’s what I thought it was.”
I take her chin on my finger and lift it until she’s looking at me. “Rule number one is no allowing other men to touch you tonight. Rule number two? Go with it. Trust me.”
I take the collar from her. “Lift your hair so I can put this on.”
She hesitates for only a split second before doing as I say, allowing me to cinch the collar around her throat before letting my fingertips trail over her shoulders. She closes her eyes and shivers slightly, her skin pebbling at my touch.
It is so easy to excite her. No other man will ever touch her, not this way. She makes me feel like a king—something all my money has never done.
“You have nothing to worry about tonight.” I ease the coat away from her shoulders and press my lips to the one closest to me, marveling at the smoothness of her skin and its sweet scent. “We’re going to have a lot of fun.”
“This is the sort of thing you had in mind? Leading me around on a leash?”
“Yes. That’s exactly what I want to do.” And now, my hand is on her knee, easing its way beneath the hem of her dress. “What, you think you can walk around looking like this, and I’m not going to want to show you off? I want every man there to see us together and know you belong to me.”
The combination of my touch and my words have her melting against me, and a surge of blood fills my dick and makes it stand painfully erect as I continue exploring her smooth, sexy thigh, inching closer to the prize waiting at the apex.
I run my tongue over her earlobe, savoring her short little breaths and the fluttering of the pulse in her throat. “You are going to give every man in that club an instant hard-on when he sets his eyes on you. Every single one of them is going to wonder what it would be like to have your lips around their cock before they bury it deep in your cunt.”
She lets out a tiny sigh, her eyes closing. “Oh, my god…”
I lean her against the back of the seat, parting her thighs wider. “I’m going to make you come for me,” I whisper while planting soft, lingering kisses along her jaw, then down her throat, lapping at her skin, soaking in the scent of her perfume. Sweet, floral, but with an undernote of muskiness that’s going to drive me insane.
There’s another scent I’m more interested in, and I plan on wearing it on my fingers, face, and cock by the time the night is over. “You’re going to come for me, and only me. However I say, whenever I say.”
“Yes…” I don’t know whether she realizes she whispered her agreement, but it has the strange effect of stirring pride deep in me.
“You’re going to enjoy it.” I cup her mound, reveling in the heat radiating from her and the way her wetness left her panties plastered to her lips. It’s almost too easy. “I’m going to give you a night you will never forget. You’ll be begging for more, I promise.” She only whimpers before spreading her legs wider, tilting her hips like she’s offering her pussy to me.
And I accept it, stroking her lips through the satin before raising my fingers to my mouth. Good god, I’ve never tasted anything so addictive, so good I find myself licking my fingers before going back for more.
But this time, after catching her essence, I run my fingers over her mouth. “Taste yourself,” I whisper, then groan at the sight of her tongue slipping out, the feeling of it brushing against my skin. “Have you ever done that before?”
“No.” She licks my fingers again, and it will be a miracle if I don’t come before we reach the club. She’s so willing, so eager. All mine.
“And I want you to think about that when I bury my face in your pussy later, and you hump me until you drown me in your juice.” The thought alone is enough to make me strain against my zipper—the idea of pulling it out does occur to me, but we’re almost at the club. Besides, this is about her. Making sure she’s ready.
