Tell Me Everything

You’ve already told her how badly you want her. Now make it happen.

“Be careful where you put your hand,” I grit out.

She glances down at her hand on my leg, and then she meets my eyes in the rearview mirror. I almost lose it when the spirited sparkle touches her expression, daring confidence suddenly infusing her.

“Like here?” she murmurs, slowly moving her hand up my thigh.

I growl as she tickles up my leg, getting closer and closer to my cock. The traffic is light as I take us to our destination, turning and then turning again, with nobody to peer into my car. Plus, the tinted windows help.

She pauses when she’s inches from my length, biting her lip.

“I’m sorry.” She removes her hand. “I don’t know what came over me.”

“Don’t ever apologize for being so sexy,” I practically moan.

It’s probably for the best, even if my shaft is burning with the flow of precome. I know I wouldn’t be able to contain myself. Next time I unleash the full force of my lust, I want it to be somewhere private, someplace we won’t be interrupted.

“Where are we going?” she asks after a moment.

I chuckle. “Now you ask.”

She echoes my laughter. “Well, I was distracted before.”

“I’m always distracted when I’m around you,” I tell her.

She looks at me in the cutest way, like she can barely believe I’d say something like that to her.

The tinge of disbelief has me wanting to find every bastard who ever said a bad word to her and make them pay.

My woman should know how beautiful she is, every day, every second. She should never doubt it.

“So where are we going?” she asks.

“I’ve got a surprise for you. An idea.”

“An idea?”

I nod. “We’re almost there.”

I turn the final corner, driving toward a squat office block at the end of a row. It sits behind a short iron gate, the door shut and closed with a padlock. Stepping from the car, I walk around to Penny’s side, offering her my hand.

When she takes it, I have to quieten the impulse to guide her hand to my throbbing dick. Every second is a battle. I don’t know how I’m going to handle it when I strip her naked and get to sink into all my steamiest fantasies.

If I finish before she has a chance to cream on my dick, I’m going to lose my cool. At myself and my eager seed.

I need to see her squirting come on my pulsing dick. I need to feel her soak my length like she did my hand when I made her come the first time. It all felt so natural, like I didn’t have to think about it, my fingers going to her greedy clit like we were moving to a familiar dance.

Taking the key from my pocket, I unlock the gate and gesture for Penny to walk ahead.

She shoots me a sassy look as she walks by. “You know, if you were a crazy killer, this would be a hell of a spot.”

I laugh at the dark joke, but I can’t resist leaning down and kissing her on the cheek shortly after.

In a low voice, I say, “I’d never let anybody hurt you. Don’t worry.”

Taking her hand again, we walk to the office building. I use another key to unlock it and then we step inside.

“What is this place?” she asks.

“It was a radio station,” I tell her. “But it went dark a few years ago. I bought it as an asset for my portfolio, but I haven’t done much with it since. Come on.”

I lead her to a room at the end, opening the door and nodding inside. It’s a soundproofed room, with recording and video equipment set up as I instructed it to be.

“What is this?” she mutters, looking around at the padded walls.

“You mentioned you wanted to be a talk show host one day,” I say. “I figured you could use this office for practice. Maybe you could even upload your own show to the internet. You’ve got everything you need, recording, video. I can give you a laptop for editing, too, if you want.”

She turns to me, blinking as tears appear in her eyes. They flow down her cheeks slowly, silently, as she reaches up and grips my upper arms. She digs her fingernails in as though she never wants to let go.

“Are you serious?”

“Yes,” I say, as serious as a heart attack. “I want to help you in whatever way I can.”

She stands on her tiptoes and brings her lips to mine. I meet her halfway and then the kiss gets heated, our mouths opening, our tongues finding each other like they couldn’t outside, not when people might see.

But now, alone, she makes a muffled moaning noise and shivers against me. I drive forward with my hips, letting her feel how hard she makes me.