“You’re such a good girl for me,” he crooned in her ear, and he bounced her on his knee. She blinked rapidly, and her nails dug into his arm.
“I . . .” She squirmed on his lap and gasped. “Please.”
“You want to dance? Is that what you’re asking for?” He shifted like he was going to get up, but she shook her head wildly.
“I can’t,” she cried in his ear. “I need to come. I need you to take this thing out of my ass. Please, I’ll do anything. I’ll suck your cock right here in front of everyone.”
He bit back a groan. If his cock was leaking precome through his jeans he wouldn’t have been surprised.
“You need to come right now? Again?” He shook his head in mock disgust. “Greedy girl. I bet I could slip my hand up your skirt and play with your hard little clit, and no one would even notice. Or maybe they’d love the show.” A few seats down a young woman was watching them, her bottom lip caught absently between her teeth. Her boyfriend had an arm draped around her shoulders, but he was deep in conversation with his buddy.
Addison shifted on his lap and groaned. “Come out to the parking lot and fuck me on the hood of your car.”
The pretty picture of it painted itself in his mind.
“There are cameras in the parking lot,” he replied, trying not to sound like he was suffering along with her. “Besides, you don’t get to come again until my dick is in your sweet ass.”
Her gaze dropped to her lap. “I don’t know if it’s going to work tonight. The thing you put in me is already uncomfortable, and it’s nowhere near as big as you are.”
“It’ll be uncomfortable at first, but I’ll make you like it.” He slipped his hand onto her thigh and he could feel her muscles shift subtly toward it, as if she couldn’t help but be drawn to the lure of the pleasure he might give her.
“I doubt you can make me like it.”
He gave her a wolfish grin. “Good. It’s hotter for me if you don’t.”
Surprisingly, no witty retort was forthcoming from her. For a few minutes she was silent, watching the dance floor with suffering eyes. “Please just take me home, Fox,” she said finally. “I’ll do anything you want.”
“Anything?” His brain shorted out as a wave of sinister ideas flooded through it. The offer was a dangerous one, considering some of his kinks.
She nodded miserably.
Every bit of his brain was wide awake and clawing for him to take advantage of the situation. He guided her to her feet, then escorted her to the door, his hand banded on her upper arm. Unwavering, her gaze stayed focused on him as he brought her out to the car and handed her in. When he got behind the wheel, buckled, and pulled out onto the highway, her breathing became hectic and erratic. He looked over and met her stare, his gaze sliding down the arch of her breasts, her rucked up skirt, until it came to rest lower, where her hand moved between her thighs.
He swallowed hard. “Did I say you could touch yourself?”
“Are you going to stop me?” she asked, her eyes gleaming, her voice low and husky.
It was difficult to yank his gaze away to watch the road, but he wasn’t about to get them killed.
“If you don’t stop now, I’ll cane your ass before I fuck it.”
She sobbed a protest, but her hand came away immediately. He grabbed her wrist, and brought her fingers to his mouth, then sucked her taste from them. The orgasmic moan she made reverberated through the car, making his balls ache even worse.
“Maybe some girls say they like anal, but I think the majority of them are lying,” she admitted.
Fox chuckled. “Yes, I could tell how much you hated it by the orgasm. That and the fact that you were ready to masturbate in front of me the second we had some privacy. That definitely proves a lack of interest to me.”
“It’s . . . unpleasant.” He hit a bump and she made a gasping sound, almost a choke, at the back of her throat and shifted in the seat.
“You bastard. You did that on purpose.”
“No, I didn’t. Someone is being distracting.”
Her expression—a mixture of desire, suspicion, and disgust was just too perfect. It wasn’t that she didn’t like him playing with her ass, she was offended that it turned her on so bad.
“When we get to my place I’ll train you for one more plug, and then I’m going to coax your pretty little asshole to accept the raging fucking hard-on I’ve had for the past hour.”
She stared at him with longing. Her lips were parted, and she was breathing hard.