"You know what I mean," she continued.
Damn it, what is taking so long?This had to be the slowest taxi I'd ever been in. I glanced in the rearview mirror. The cabby was staring at Bee's tits. I gave him a fuck off look and put my arm across her shoulders.
I leaned over to whisper in her ear. "You worry too much, Bee. Maybe I can make you relax." I lightly bit her earlobe. A soft moan escaped from her lips. I licked the inside of her ear, caressing her softly.
She grabbed my knee.
"You liked my fingers, driving you insane."
"Yes," she whispered.
"Better than any dick that's been inside of you."
"Yes."
"And my tongue, driving you over the edge."
"Mmm." Her whole body seemed to quiver.
I moved my tongue behind her ear and she tilted her head to the side.
"Are you wet for me, Bee? Ready for my cock to spread you wide?"
She moaned.
"I'm going to claim every inch of you. You'll never want anything but my cock inside of you."
Her fingers dug into my skin.
"I'll show you how close the line is between pleasure and pain. You have no idea what you've been missing all these years." I bit her earlobe once more and leaned back in my seat.
She looked up at me with pleading eyes.
"We're almost there, Bee." I pointed out the window.
Bee's jaw dropped as soon as my place came in view.That's right, I'll be fucking you with views of Central Park.
"That's where the mysterious Mason Caldwell lives?" She smiled, but her smile vanished almost as quickly as it had appeared. She turned away from me and looked out the window.
"Wait till you see inside, Bee."Wait until you see what I'm going to do to you inside.
