“I had a good time tonight, and I really can’t wait to take you away from here.”
She angled her body toward mine a bit and rested her hand on mine. I could have sworn she pulled it closer to herself. “I am looking forward to that too.”
“I mean, I’d like to take you home and show you just how much I’m looking forward to it, but you know I have to be on theplane to New York by four a.m. It’s already past eleven. With this traffic, I won’t get home until after midnight.”
This time, I knew she was pulling my hand closer to her body. It slid up her thigh and inched beneath the edge of her dress. “Well, that’s such a shame because I would love to know how excited you are. Maybe there is another way you could show me?” Again, she guided my hand closer, pushing it beneath the hem of her skirt.
“Oh, I think maybe we can figure that out.” I squeezed my fingers between her thighs, pushing until my fingertips felt the silk of her panties. “But I have to warn you, I didn’t bring a raincoat.”
She snickered. “I don’t have one either, but it doesn’t mean we can’t dance in the rain.” Her playful wink sucked me in. I pushed my hand harder between her thighs and felt a hint of moisture on her panties. She spread her thighs, and I began softly stroking her through the fabric, rubbing and stirring her up.
“Guess we can have drinks?” I asked impishly, and she bit her lip and nodded.
“I hear that sweet garden nectar is in season.” I hit a nerve and she hissed, pushing her hands against the leather seat on either side of her hips and rising up. “God…”
“And me without my stemware.” I rubbed her harder, then gently pushed her panties aside to feel the puddle growing there in her slit.
Haley clenched her teeth as my fingers sank into her opening, slippery and hot. “Guess you just have to drink from the source,” she moaned, reaching up and pushing on my shoulder.
The limo wasn’t a stretch limo, so there wasn’t much room, but she made it easier for me to enjoy myself and pleasure her by scooting back against the door. She raised one leg, spreadingherself wide and giving me unfettered access. That is, after I used both hands to slip her panties down over her hips and feet, then clench them in my fist.
“Holding them for ransom?” she asked.
“Oh, I just might. But first, I’m really thirsty.”
She was mine, laid open like a holiday feast, waiting for me to delight in her. I dived in, cupping my hands around her hips and pushing my tongue into her soft folds. Her pussy was divine, juicy and sweet. I licked and sucked, smearing her juices all over my face until she was gripping my hair by the handful. The more I ate her, the more she panted.
“God… In me… I need something in me,” she moaned, and I responded by taking the wad of panties in my hand and forcefully pushing them in with my fingers. Her eyes went wide, and she groaned loudly. I knew Gordon could hear us, and I didn’t care. He knew enough to respect my privacy. I followed the panties with my fingers and began fingerfucking her. It didn’t take long, and her orgasm came in powerful contractions that had her fogging the windows and calling my name.
“Yes… Parker, that is… oh, yes…”
I indulged myself, even after she had calmed. Her sex tasted amazing. I couldn’t get enough. But she pushed me away, and I took the hint. Besides, my cock was rock hard and ready to play.
“Oh, wow… That was incredible.” She laid her head back and caught her breath for a moment while I scooted back onto the seat and sat up. I didn’t want to rush her, but my dick throbbed, aching for her to pleasure me. I unzipped my pants, staring down at her still-bare pussy. It was red and swollen, evidence of her enjoyment, and it made me so aroused I began stroking myself.
“Ah, ah… I get to do that,” she chided cheekily. I was happy when she leaned forward to take my cock in her hand but disappointed that the view of her gorgeous valley was gone.“Think there’s any milk in this thing?” she asked, smirking. Her mouth wrapped around my length like a warm towel straight out of the shower. Her tongue danced along my skin, teasing me as she started stroking and sucking.
“Oh, God, Haley…” I stroked her hair, pushing it away so I could watch her mouth take me in and spit me out. She looked up at me out of the corner of her eye, and I started thrusting upward. I growled, a deep, chest-rumbling growl, and she grinned briefly before moving her head from side to side. Her mouth opened wider, and I felt my dick push into her throat.
The way her throat constricted around my head made me shudder. I grabbed her hair and pushed hard on her head while thrusting upward. She gagged, squeezing my cock harder, so I let her up, but she sank me deeper into her throat again. Over and over, she repeated the action until she drove me to the edge. I felt the pressure build to the point I thought my balls would explode.
“Fuck… I’m gonna come…” I looked around frantically for something to catch the load and realized she wasn’t backing away. “Oh… shit,” I groaned when I realized she was just going to swallow it. It drove me wild, pushing buttons I didn’t know I had. I forced her head down again, shoving my cock into her throat, and let my load go. My body spasmed, my cock pulsing as climax hit. Haley swallowed every drop, making the sensation even better.
When she sat up, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and smiled. “I guess we don’t need to go to your house for drinks now.”
I laughed and pulled her toward me, offering a chaste kiss. I wasn’t sure if she’d want to kiss me after I ate her like that. She responded with a peck then sat back and straightened her dress as I put myself away.
“I’m really falling in love with you, Ms. Spencer.”
The weight of post-sex relaxation made my eyes heavy, and I felt close to dozing off, but I could have sworn I heard her say, “I think I’m falling in love with you too, Mr. Danvers.”
19
HALEY
Rachel tossed yet another pair of sandals back into my closet and scowled at my attitude. “You’re being sort of bossy today.” She was upset with me, throwing my clothing into a pile on the floor. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but you need to tell me.”
Frustrated, I turned my back on her and put the pair of sandals I wanted to pack into the bag. My nerves were almost shot, shaking and anxious about the interview I had scheduled. I hadn’t even told Rachel yet, but she was turning this girls’ day into a marathon. She had no idea she had to be out of my apartment in less than twenty minutes so I could do the interview with theGlobal Gazette. And instead of telling her like I should have, I found myself being snippy.
