Her muscles pulsed, wrapping around my dick and pulling me in even deeper. I lifted her up by a few inches until just the tip was inside, yanking her down.
She lolled her head, taking gasping breaths. Once again, I was rewarded with the sight of her long eyelashes skimming her cheeks. While I pumped my finger in her dark hole, she rocked against me, murmuring softly with words I couldn’t understand, but at this point, they honestly didn’t matter.
I was rock hard and eager to fill her with my seed. Which is exactly what I intended on doing. I sensed she craved the same kind of dark passion as I did, so much so that being in the open shifted into being a hindrance. I applied more pressure to her asshole, pumping my hand slowly as she rode me like an expert.
Everything about her was spectacular, including the way she tossed her head back and forth. The moment was overly dramatic and all very real.
I sensed another orgasm rushing to the surface. Who was I to deny a gorgeous woman her pleasure? I was rougher in my actions, pushing her to the point.
When she threw her head back, her entire body began to shake.
“Oh!” The one long word was breathless by the time she came down from the point of ecstasy. She bucked against me with the same roughness I’d given her and within seconds, I not only couldn’t hold back any longer, I also didn’t want to.
As soon as I released inside, her face held a final note of satisfaction.
The rush of adrenaline was powerful as I erupted deep inside.
With our breathing irregular, we said nothing as my dick continued to pulse. When she finally opened her eyes, a smile crossed her face.
“What now?”
I wanted it all and I wasn’t willing to wait.
Every laugh.
Every breath.
Every touch of her skin.
Every gasp.
Every moment of passion.
“Now, you’re coming home with me. And Fleur, I’m just getting started.”
CHAPTER 10
Fleur
Guilt.
I had none. At least not any longer.
Embarrassment?
I was long past feeling any concept of shame. If I could allow a man to devour and fuck me in the middle of an SUV only yards away from my friends and several patrons of Sunlight and Sparkles, I could only imagine what additional voyeuristic options I’d deem acceptable.
Continued desire?
Absolutely. My bottom lip was swollen from his teeth biting down during a ravaging kiss. My pulse was sky high, every muscle tingling. Even my pussy continued to throb deep inside my core. Plus, the man sitting next to me with his hand wrapped around the steering wheel, his thighs open to the point I couldn’thelp but steal continuous glances at the bulge between his legs was perhaps the most gorgeous man I’d ever laid eyes on.
What I felt was exhilarated, as if I’d been allowed a single taste of sin without fear. For some, the evening’s events might not be or seem important. But to me, it was a chance to be myself and to let go of my fears and inhibitions.
Was there anything wrong with indulging in a night of passion with a dark, dangerous, mysterious stranger? Well, if it was a sin, it was too late.
As Montgomery drove, I leaned back against the head rest, staring out the windshield into the darkness. I’d certainly never admit how I felt to the powerful hunk, but I’d been thrilled when he’d hunted me down in the bar. There’d been no doubt why he’d shown up without an invitation.
A tiny thrill continuously drifted through me as I wondered what boundaries he’d push to get what he wanted.
