Page 106 of Bitter Secrets

She laughed hysterically, delighted that she could do this to him. “I was kidding. I can walk.” When he didn’t stop, she tapped him. “Baby? I can walk.”

No answer.

“You can’t carry me back to the apartment. It’s too far.”

“We’ll get there faster if you stop moving.”

“Roth!”

He smacked her ass. “I need to work it off, or I’ll fuck you right here. I don’t give a fuck who sees.”

She buried her face against his back and giggled as he turned onto the street. She should be mortified that strangers were seeing her like this, but she didn’t care. The only thing that mattered was that he was here and, this time, she wouldn’t have to say goodbye. She could leave with him.

“Hey!”

Roth paused and turned. She couldn’t see anything since she was draped over his back.

“Everything okay?”

“We need a ride,” Roth said curtly. “You’re free?”

A pause and then, “Is the lady okay?”

“She will be,” Roth muttered before he raised his voice and said, “Yes.”

He walked forward and set her on her feet. She stared as Roth ducked into the back seat of a blue hatchback that had pulled off the road. She spotted the Uber sticker on the window before Roth grabbed her wrist and yanked her in. She adjusted her graduation gown and eyed the driver, who turned in his seat with a concerned frown on his face until he saw her smile. Automatically, he smiled back. He couldn’t be more than five years older than her.

“Where can I take you?” he asked.

Roth placed his hand on her thigh. The man glanced down at that proprietary hand before he faced forward. She gave her address and shot Roth an arch look as they pulled into traffic.

“Just graduated?” the driver asked as he turned down the radio.

“Yup.” Their eyes met in the rearview mirror. “Thanks for pulling over.”

“No problem,” he said easily. “Uh, why was he carrying you?”

Roth smoothed up her black gown and dress. She clamped her thighs together and gripped his wrist as she tried to focus on the driver.

“M-my feet,” she got out.

“Heels?” the driver guessed as Roth’s fingers dipped between her legs.

“Yup.” She bowed her head so the driver couldn’t see her face and glared at Roth. She mouthed,Not here.

His fingers hooked into the gusset of her underwear, and with a sharp tug, the fabric snapped. Her eyes bugged as he used both hands to pry her legs apart. She stared at the driver, who was two feet away. Oh, God. If the driver turned around…

She went dizzy with panic as Roth rubbed her clit.

“What’s your degree?” the driver asked.

She blinked like crazy as she tried to keep her wits together. “Biz…” she wheezed and had to use both hands to yank Roth’s away so she could get out,“Business!”

“Business, huh? Maybe you can help me,” the driver said wryly as he took a turn.

“Help you?”

She tried to pull down her gown, but Roth flipped it back up and tossed her hand as he continued to play with her.

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