Page 45 of In the Works

As my mouth worked at her chest, Victoria moved the fabric of my dress off of my legs, letting the leg slit expose my center. Sliding her hands into the opening, she grabbed the sleek black thong that rested on my hips and pulled it out from under the dress.

I whimpered as my pleasure clung to the panties separating from my folds.

Vic laughed from deep in her chest. “I had no idea you’d be this excited.” She got down on her knees to guide the fabric over my heels, kissing my feet as she worked.

My head tilted back at the light touch. I was desperately sensitive for her.

Standing back up, Vic brought me in for another kiss. My center pulsed for her, my excitement dripping down the red fabric of my dress. I brought my hand down to her center, grazing over her stomach and past the well-groomed hair just above her slit. Letting my fingers massage her, I was shocked by how hard her clit was.

“Speaking of excited.” I groaned as I rubbed her in wide, broad circles.

Vic growled in my ear. “Of course I am, fucking look at you.”

The rumble in her chest sent a shiver straight down my spine. As I played with her, Vic cupped my ass with her left hand, gripping the cheek harder as she moaned.

Under my touch, I could feel Victoria’s body tensing. Her hips grinded along with my fingers, finding a rhythm as she moaned.

After a moment, Vic took her right hand off the counter and grazed my thighs before settling in the space between them. She found my wet center quickly, not wasting time teasing me. Instead, she sunk her slender fingers into my folds, mirroring the motions my own hand made. But I was denied the satisfaction of her filling me completely.

My ass rubbed against the hard counter Vic had propped me up on, my forehead resting against hers. As she massaged my clit, I could feel her fingers growing slicker.

“Fuck.” Vic moaned as she felt how wet she had made me.

I looked down at her muscles as they tensed, her veiny forearms flexing against the rolled sleeves of her button-up. Just the sight of her was enough to make me finish, but I wasn’t willing to give in to her that easily.

Vic looked up and met my gaze, taking her hand off my ass and cradling my chin. “Do you like watching me fuck you?”

I nodded, moaning through a giggle. “Yes, god, yes.”

With a cheeky smirk, Vic slipped two fingers through my folds, pressing them against my entrance. She used my pleasure to sink deep inside me. My channel tensed around her, squeezing as she thrust.

My head rolled back. But as it did, Vic’s hand slipped behind my neck to support the weight.

I forced my eyes open to meet her gaze. Her hazel eyes burned amber as she groaned. “Don’t hide from me. I want to see you.”

I nodded, not one to argue with such a gorgeous woman. I applied more pressure, pressing my fingers into her hard clit.

From my neck, her hand slipped into my hair, gripping the blonde strands with her elegant fingers.

A moan rose in my throat as she pushed my head toward hers. “Oh god, Vic.” She pressed her lips into mine before the words could fully escape my lips. A feverish desire filled the air; she was desperate for me.

I slipped farther into her folds, hoping to feel her excitement. But her entrance was just out of my reach.

“Take me to your car.” I whispered into her mouth as our lips parted.

Nodding, Victoria slowly pulled her fingers from inside me and gripped my hips to pull me off the counter. I let her take some of my weight as my ass slipped off the glass. She set me gently on my feet, keeping a hand on my hip to help steady me. If she hadn’t been there, I probably would’ve broken an ankle in the far-too-tall heels.

Once I straightened my dress, Vic grabbed my hand and led me out of the store. She was eager, nearly jogging out of the warehouse. The metal door slammed behind us as we headed toward the Carrera.

“Did you start the car already?” I laughed as the headlights lit up the lot.

Vic turned around, her stunning smile taking my breath away. “As soon as you got off the counter: remote start.”

With a giggle, I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. The smell of her center wafted into my nose as my fingers neared my face.

Vic only dropped my hand to open the backseat for me, holding the door open as she watched me duck into the red sports car. Her gaze made my throat tighten.

Sat in the middle, I waited achingly as Vic got in and closed the door behind her. What should have been an awkward movement was somehow smooth and confident. Victoria had that ability with everything she did. She looked hungry now, despite our massive meal. Before I could say a word, she brought her lips to mine.

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