Page 45 of Serving the Mogul

She turned her head and met my gaze.

Then, with a sensuality that laid me low, she pushed back and rubbed her ass against me.

Swearing, I ripped open the foil protecting the condom.

Tina bent over the car’s hood, her upper body weight braced on her hands, the perfect curve of her ass now on display as I fumbled the condom into place.

Taking a step back, I tugged the scrap of her pants out of the way, pressed my cock against her pussy, then fisted my hand in her hair, jerking her up.

A startled “Oh, James” rang out in the air right as I slammed into her.

Hot, silky wetness closed around me. I braced one hand on the truck, bending forward and forcing Tina to do the same. I didn’t relax my grip in her hair, wanting, needing her to feel at least the edge of what I wanted from her.

She clamped down tight around me, her hands clutching at the hood of the car to brace herself.

I didn’t give her a chance. With my free hand, I pushed her down until she was flat against the hood, head arched slightly up from my relentless hold on her hair.

She whimpered and shuddered, cried out, and clamped down, her entire body reacting to the fucking I gave her.

And it still wasn’t enough.

Letting go of her hair, I straightened. Her dress rucked up about her hips, but the bodice was still in place. Seeking the hidden zipper, I lowered it and peeled the material down, then unfastened her bra, pulling away enough to free her from the tangle of material.

As she lowered herself, I cupped her tits and pinched her nipples.

She bounced up on her toes and wailed, one palm slamming down on the McLaren’s hood, while her cunt clenched me even tighter.

I kept my possessive grip on one breast but reached for her hip with the other, pinning her as I slammed into her harder and faster.

“Yes,” she whimpered. “Please…more…”

I pinched her nipple.

She bucked and exploded.

Shoving deep inside her, my teeth gritted against the brutal climax that threatened to put me on my knees.

Riding her through it, I waited until she’d calmed to the occasional shudder before I pulled out, my dick still hard. I hitched my trousers up and carefully re-zipped.

Then, as Tina struggled to catch her breath, I caught the material of her dress, now tangled around her waist, and worked it down until she wore nothing but that skimpy pair of panties. Gathering up her clothes, I turned her around, then dumped the bundle into her arms.

She squealed in surprise when I picked her up, eyes flying wide open.

I carried her up the stairs, putting her down long enough to unlock the front door and disarm the alarm system. Then I took the clothes, pulled her to me, and pushed her back up against the front door.

“Again.”

Nineteen

Tina

I should have been tooexhausted for…well, anything. But when I stepped out of the shower to find James waiting for me, a towel in his hands, my heart did a crazy little dance inside my chest, and I couldn’t help leaning against him for a long and slow kiss.

He cupped my chin in his hand and adjusted the angle of my head, deepening the contact, and I groaned as I felt his cock pulsing against my belly.

He’d showered earlier. I’d fallen asleep on the wide comfortable bed and woken to find him coming out of the bathroom completely naked and confident in his skin.

It had taken everything I had not to pounce on him.

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