Page 24 of Sinful Secrets

“I need-” I squeeze my eyes tighter together. “I need you to make me come, Spencer. I need to feel your cock filling me up.”

“I can only help with one of those needs right now.”

His fingers continue pumping inside of me, bringing me closer to the edge. I rock my hips back and forth and squirm in my seat.

“So close.” I moan out as his thumb circles my clit.

Reaching under my tank top, I caress my breast, squeezing and gently pinching my nipple between my fingertips.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so sexy. I love seeing you pleasure yourself.”

His fingers pump faster as I grind my pussy on his hand. I throw my head back against the cool window and cry out as my orgasm comes crashing down.

“Oh, God, yes!”

Wave after wave of euphoria crashes into me, making my body quiver.

“Shh, baby, or the entire apartment complex will hear you, and I’m not sure I want everyone to see how fucking sexy you look as you come for me.”

I open my eyes and am blinded by the lights in the parking lot and the bright lights surrounding the apartment building.

When did we get here?

How long has he been parked?

Has anyone seen me?

He removes his fingers and brings them to his mouth before licking my juices off. I sit up and turn in my seat.

Damn, that’s so hot. The way his eyes darken as he licks his fingers, leaves me desperate to continue this.

“Either we go inside now, or I’ll beg you to fuck me right here and now.”

He growls. “As much as I’d love to hear you beg me, and as tempting as it is to fuck you right now against the hood of my car, I think it would be best for us to head inside.”

I right myself, making sure my clothes are in their proper place before saying, “Lead the way.”

He glances around nervously before leading me inside the upscale, luxurious apartment building.

“There are three elevators, but the furthest one is the one that I use because it’s the closest one to my apartment.”

He leads me through the lobby to a side hallway where the elevator is. He presses the up button and glances around the empty hallway.

“Are you looking for something or someone?”

My stomach flips as my mind fills with doubt.

He doesn’t want anyone to see us together. He’s ashamed of me, of us.

“One of my co-workers. He’s having a rough night, well, several rough days. He stormed out of the club earlier, and I was hoping he came back here.”

Oh, so I was completely wrong.

“I’m sorry to hear that. If you need to call him or check on him, I can wait.”

He reaches out and grabs my hand, pulling me closer.

“Actually, I was looking down the hallway at the recreation room. We hang out there most nights, but it looks dark. Another one of our friends is out looking for him. Besides, I already told you, I’m off for the night. We have plans that I want to continue.”

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