Page 22 of Irresistible Temptation
“Good.”
Just then, the blacked-out limo came into view, turning down the block and pulling up to the curb. I slipped my hand from her jeans. Juliet looked at the long, sleek car and up at me in surprise.
“Our ride’s here.” I smiled down at her before stepping out from behind her and opening the car door.
“Only if you want to,” I said, holding the door for her as I waited.
Her eyes shuttered slightly, darkening under her long lashes before she climbed inside. She slid across the seat and looked up at me expectantly, her beautiful breasts practically hanging out of her blouse. I climbed in after her.
“Where to, sir?” asked Jenkins, keeping his eyes on the road in front of him.
“Home.”
“Yes, sir.”
Juliet stared at me from across the seat, having put distance between us. Her chest rose and fell slowly as she gripped the car door as if trying to gather herself. I ran my fingers under my jaw as I studied her, wondering how the hell I was going to go through this car ride without feeling her lust again.
“Oh, and Jenkins,” I said, leaning forward in the seat. “Take the long way home.”
“Yes, sir.”
I smiled back at Juliet, who was staring at me with anticipation in her eyes. I pressed the button on the door and watched as the privacy window slowly rolled up, making Jenkins disappear from view. I sat back on the seat, next to Juliet, reaching for her long blonde hair and playing with it between my fingers. She really was fucking beautiful.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” I said.
“Really?” she asked, raising a brow and turning to face me slightly.
I nodded, leaning in closer and breathing in her sweet scent. Vanilla, with a hint of lavender. I cupped her cheek before moving my thumb down to her lips. I ran it across her lower lip, plump and wet.
“Ever since I saw you in the shower…” I whispered, my eyes falling to her mouth.
She closed her eyes tightly, as if trying to forget.
“Don’t do that,” I whispered. “Don’t shy away.”
“No one was supposed to see that…” she whispered.
“But I did. And I’ve thought about that pretty pussy all day.”
She let out a breath against my thumb before running her tongue across the pad of my finger.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day, too,” she said.
“Really?” I asked, raising a brow as I studied her face in the dark of the limo, city lights washing over her.
“Mhmm.” She nodded. “Wondering what you taste like.” She parted her lips and moved her head forward, taking my thumb into her mouth in a long, slow suck. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, my cock desperate to be inside that pretty mouth. She pulled her mouth from my thumb, and a dull pop sounded.
“What you feel like,” she said.
I looked down at her, my breath growing ragged.
“Let me show you,” I growled, pulling her onto my lap. She swung her legs on either side of me, straddling me. She brought her mouth to mine in a crash of passion, her tongue desperately lashing against mine as she ground her tight jeans against my hard cock. I ran my hands up her bare arms and hooked my fingers under the thin straps of her blouse, sliding them down her shoulders until they hung at her sides. I hastily tore my mouth from hers and pulled down the neckline of her blouse until her breasts sprung free. They were even better in person, their plump flesh right in my face. Her pink nipples mine for the taking.
I leaned in and took her nipple into my mouth, sucking eagerly as my tongue lapped against the underside of her breast. She leaned her head against the seat and moaned, pressing her crotch firmly against my cock as she continued to move at a slow, steady rhythm that matched my tongue. She tasted so damn good. I couldn’t get enough. I moved to her other nipple, watching as she writhed above me.
I pulled my lips from her erect nipple and reached for her head, pulling her gaze back to mine as I firmly pressed my forehead against hers. I looked at her intently.
“I need to see that pretty pussy again,” I said. “Are you still wet for me, baby?”
