Him: Then we switch it up, and I bend you over the arm of the sofa, so you can see them all watching you while I take you from behind.
Her: I love all the greedy eyes on me, how they all watch us even while they’re screwing too.
Him: I love seeing how all the men wish they were me.
Her: And I look at you over my shoulder and whisper, you won’t let the others screw me, will you?
Him: I put my finger on your hot little clit and when I say that I want to watch you suck off that guy over there, you come so hard your pussy is like a vice around my cock.
The driver pulled up in front of Summer’s townhouse, though she hadn’t even realized they were close to home.She was burning up, so hot and wet that she thought her legs might give out as she climbed out of the car.When she tapped her phone to pay, the driver said, “Your husband already took care of it.”
“Oh, oh, okay, thank you.”Her words came out in a stutter.At her front door, she fumbled with the security code.Inside the townhouse, her legs were so weak she crumpled to the foyer floor the moment she closed the door.But she hadn’t dropped her phone.
Him: Are you home?
Her: Just got here.
Him: Lock the door.
Her: I need to come.
Him: Call me.
He answered his phone with, “Christ, you make me crazy.Spread your legs.Touch yourself.Tell me how wet you are.”
She moaned and told him what he wanted to hear.“I’m so hot and wet that I’d come with the first thrust of your cock inside me.”God, how she wanted him inside her right now.
His voice was like fire on her skin, heating her through, making her crazy, as crazy as he seemed when he said, “I should have fucked you on the dance floor, lifted you up, settled you down on my cock, and made you ride me.”
“You should have laid me right there on the table and taken me with everyone watching.”
“I should have dragged you up to my car in the parking garage and fucked you on the hood like you need to be fucked.”
“Are you stroking yourself?”She had to know.
“Fuck yes.You made me so hard I think I’m cross-eyed.”
Then she couldn’t talk anymore, could only listen to his voice as she touched herself.
“Christ, you don’t know how hard it was watching you out there.I wanted to fuck you so bad.I just wanted to push that dress up over your hips and slide right into you.I wanted to feel your body milk my cock when you climaxed.Then I wanted to come deep inside you.”
That was all it took.She cried out her release, slumped against the door, words she didn’t understand falling from her lips.
She came so hard she thought she lost consciousness.
“Please,Knox, please, I need you right now.”
Her words in his ear were everything he wanted to hear.And he lost it right there in the front seat of his car.If she was here, she would have lapped up the mess and loved how crazy she made him.
Then there was only the beep of the ended call.She’d either dropped the phone or cut him off.
He cleaned up with a few tissues from the glove box.Christ, the woman knew how to push all his buttons.But then maybe he knew how to push all of hers.He’d sat in his car texting her as she was driven home, still texting until she got inside.He’d wanted to make sure she was safe, which was why he’d chosen a female driver.
The best would have been to drive her home himself, to follow her inside, to give her everything she wanted.But she wasn’t ready.
Maybe she would be next time.
And he typed his last message of the night to her.
