“Very well then. I’m going to side with the defense and release Mr. Sutton on his own recognizance provided he surrenders his passport. The court clerk will issue a trial date. Hopefully by that time the DA will be a little more prepared than they are today.”
Austin almost felt sorry for the rookie who shrank under the judge’s stare.
“Thank you, your honor.”
There was paperwork to do, but Patrick was able to walk out of the courthouse with Austin. He called a limo and when they were alone in the back of it, he hauled her into his lap. Austin’s heart rate quickened as he pulled her in for a searing kiss.
“You’re hot when you’re getting me out of jail,” he said in a sultry voice as he unbuttoned her blouse.
She smacked his hand away. “This is serious, Patrick.”
He gripped her wrists and gave her a stern look. “Who owns your body, Austin?”
The mood in the limo shifted and Austin swallowed. “You do, Sir.”
“That’s right. That means you don’t smack my hands away when I’m undressing you. You’re lucky we’re in the car or I would handcuff you so you can’t use them.”
Austin squirmed under his intense stare. “I’m sorry, Sir. I just don’t want to take your freedom lightly.”
His gaze softened. “I know, baby girl. I don’t either. But I’m out and we don’t have a trial date yet. There’s not a lot we can do. Let me take my mind off of it by enjoying your body.”
His hands drifted to her blouse again and Austin relaxed as she watched him work each button free. He peppered kisses along her bra line as he pushed the shirt off her shoulders. She helped him by shoving it the rest of the way off. It landed on the floor with a gentle whoosh.
His arms snaked around her as he continued to nip at her shoulders and chest, and she felt her bra loosen when he unhooked it. With tenderness, he brushed the straps down to her elbows, exposing her breasts. The bra landed on top of the shirt.
“Fucking gorgeous,” he murmured as he lowered his mouth to one nipple and sucked it between his lips. She let her head fall back as he laved at the tender bud and a groan gurgled in her throat.
He pushed her back to the edge of his knees, so she had to balance herself carefully to keep from toppling to the ground.
“I want you to lift your skirt and ride me,” he growled. “I don’t have a condom with me though so I’m going to finish in your mouth.”
Austin loved swallowing his come so she wasn’t going to complain about that. She was excited about feeling his bare cock inside of her though, and she was soaked and ready for him. Wiggling in his lap, she hoisted her skirt around her waist. There were no panties to contend with since Patrick refused to let her wear them.
He worked his cock free and helped her straddle him. When she sank onto him, she whimpered at the full feeling he gave her. He returned his attention to her nipple and she cried out.
“Ride me, baby,” he said when he lifted his head. His fingers dug into her hips and pushed her further onto his shaft. She shoved herself up and slowly slid down his length. Again, and again, she repeated this slow process until his head fell back against the seat. Picking up speed, she gripped his shoulders as she rode him. The friction of her movements was hitting her in just the right places, and she could feel an orgasm building. Would he let her have pleasure? It was always a question with him, and it was a game she’d actually grown to enjoy.
When she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer, she breathed out, “May I please come, Sir?”
His eyes jerked open and he let his hand travel to the back of neck and squeezed. “Don’t you dare,” he said through gritted teeth. “Keep riding, baby. You feel good wrapped around my cock this way.”
Austin whimpered. She was going to lose control and she knew it. There would be consequences, but she had a feeling they would be just as delicious as the orgasm she was about to have. The limo hit a pothole as she was thrusting herself against him and the pleasure ripped through her, beyond her control. She buried her face in his neck and moaned as it shook her.
Patrick rubbed her back as she enjoyed ripple after ripple of pleasure.
“Naught girl,” he said softly when she stilled.
“I’m sorry, Sir. I tried to stop it,” she said, looking up at him.
Patrick gave her a wink. “We’ll deal with your indiscretion later. Now it’s my turn. On your knees, baby girl. You get to taste your own cunt while you suck my cock.”
Austin’s face warmed at his words, but she slid off his lap and onto the carpeted floorboard of the limo next to her discarded clothes and settled between his thighs.
He fisted the base of his impressive erection and waited for her to take him in her mouth. When she did, he stiffened further. Hollowing her cheeks, she slid further down his shaft, breathing through her nose as she took him into her throat. The tangy taste of her own arousal was sharp on her tongue as she drew her lips up his length and until just the tip rested between her lips.
“Christ,” he said as he fisted a hand into her hair and gently pushed her down again. “Just like that, baby girl.”
She found a rhythm, and it wasn’t long before she had him on the edge. If she thought he wouldn’t haul her up and spank her, she might have been tempted to play his own game with him. She chuckled as she thought of it, her lips still wrapped around him.
