“Liar.I don’t know a lot about menswear, but I can tell that’s a nice tux, Dmitri.”
“It has to be, to go with your sexy gold dress.”
She grins.“Thank you for the dress.Again.”
“You’re welcome.Iamcurious, though—is it the kind of dress that doesn’t allow underwear?”
“Ha.”She affects a prim demeanor.“That’s for me to know and you to find out…if you’re lucky.”
“Playing with fire again, baby girl.”Itsk.
“Well, you showed up at Gage’s right when—” Her eyes go wide.Her blue irises are nearly black in the darkness.
Intrigued, I turn sideways in my seat.“When what?”
“Nothing.”She says it too quickly.
“Not nothing.What were you and Gage doing when I showed up?”
“Just…talking.”
“Right.”I lengthen the word, skepticism dripping from it.“Now who’s the liar?”
She shakes her head.
“Naughty girl.Where did he touch you, baby?Or did he makeyoutouchhim?Did he put his hard penis in your mouth?”
“Dmitri!”She pretends to be shocked.“That’s so crude!”
I laugh.“Did he, though?”
She shakes her head.
“Did he touch you, then?”I shift slightly, trying to give my dick more room in my slacks.I’m fucking loving this daddy-girl shit.It’s taboo and sinful and really fucking fun.“Tell me where, baby.Where did your other daddy touch you?”
She looks like she doesn’t want to answer, but I stare hard, silently waiting.
“On my chest,” she finally says.
“Where on your chest?”
“Um.”She bites her lip.
“Was it on your hard little nipples?”
Nodding, she says, “It really hurt, too.”
“I bet it did.”I sound as sympathetic as I can, even while lust heats my blood.“But did you like it?”
Her whisper is so soft, I almost can’t hear it over the sound of the car.“Yes.”
I slide over to sit in the center, right next to her.“Are you wet, baby?”
She nods and tries to look away, out the window.
I nudge her chin, turning her to face me again.“Show me.”
Lucky for me, she doesn’t offer a token resistance.She tugs up the glittering fabric of her gold dress, showing off her long, bare legs.With every inch of revealed skin, my anticipation rises.
