Page 32 of Ticket to the Stars: Part Two

That was enough for him, because after that, his mouth collided with my apex once again, showcasing just how greedy and hungry he was. His tongue lapped at my clit a few times, drawing out more moans from me, and then he returned to my core, fucking me with that same long tongue. After a while, he removed one of his hands from my ass and brought that thumb to my clit, rubbing it while he ate me out.

My breathing grew short. I couldn’t help it. It was too much. All of it was too much. Too many sensations, too powerful, just too much.

My eyes squeezed shut as my body was thrown into an orgasm that took hold of me body and soul. The moan that left me as I spasmed was louder than any others, and I couldn’t quite catch my breath afterward. All I could do was pant as my muscles trembled and gave way to the pleasure coursing through my system.

“You come for me in record time,” Priest mused with a smirk as he pulled his mouth away from me. Before he got up, he tugged up my underwear and then my jeans, putting me back together after being the one to undo me completely. He ran his tongue over his lower lip, appearingmore disheveled than ever. “You taste fucking spectacular, by the way.”

My cheeks burned, and I shoved him away. Not hard, but hard enough to get him to take a step back. “I can’t believe you. I—you’re—”

“So speechless after that orgasm, huh?” He probably said this next part to get under my skin, because he leaned closer and lowered his voice to a bare, husky whisper, “Maybe if you’re a good girl for me, I’ll give you another one on the ride home.”

For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t… he meant with his hand, right? Because, obviously, his eyes would need to be on the road if he was driving—unless he meant he’d find us somewhere private and—

No. I wasn’t going to let his sex-crazed self get in my head. It felt good, yeah, but it wasn’t all I’d think about.

I told myself that, even as the sound guy returned and we got back to work, and I kept telling myself that, even as we finished up. It became more difficult to tell that to myself, however, when we reached the car. Suddenly all I could think about was those hands of his.

Priest did have really nice, big hands.

Chapter Fourteen – Priest

She wouldn’t tell me her name. Which, okay, I realized torturing her with orgasms might not be the best solution to get her to do what I wanted, but fuck, was it fun. Plus, she really did taste amazing. She smelled good, too. I couldn’t get enough. So, basically, if she wanted to keep her real name a secret from me, that’s fine. We could play this game as long as she wanted.

Angel was quiet as we were driving back to the Redborne. She sat as close to the window as she could, I think to put as much distance between us as possible.

As if that would stop me. I’d told her I’d give her another on the ride home if she was good, and by all accounts, she’d been good. She hadn’t told me her name, but come on. Look at her. If I was the bad, naughty boy,she was the good, innocent angel that was the light in my darkness.

Cheesy as fuck, but God, I felt like a new person when I was with her. It was unreal.

We were stuck in traffic, still about ten minutes away from the Redborne, so I decided to rest my left hand on the steering wheel and bring my right to her lap. Angel let out a shaky breath, glancing at me but not saying a word.

My car was a sleek, shiny sportscar. It was lower to the ground than most… which meant anything we did inside wouldn’t be private, but seeing as how easily she’d given into me at the studio, I’d bet anything I could get her to be a good girl for me again.

I started tracing shapes on her jeans. “What are you thinking about?” I asked, tossing her a quick look. “I’ll go first: I’m thinking of how good you tasted, and I’m wondering if you’re still wet for me. Are you?”

She didn’t answer me, but she squirmed a little, and I took that to mean she was trying to fight it, like she’d done for about two seconds in the studio. How cute.

“I think I better check,” I started, leaning over the center console a bit to get a better angle. I still stared straight ahead—eyes on the road and all that—but my fingers deftly worked at her jeans, undoing them with an expert touch.

“Priest,” she hissed. The windows in the car were up; I was an air conditioning guy through and through. No one outside could hear us, but the people walking on thesidewalk could definitely see in, if they turned their heads toward us and peered inside.

But would they? Everyone was so busy in their own lives, you’d be surprised at what you could get away with in public. Or maybe you wouldn’t be surprised for the same reason. Whatever.

“What? I’m just checking,” I spoke innocently as my fingers snaked their way between her skin and her panties. I’d had to fight an erection for a while after tasting her, but I didn’t think the sound guy noticed. People, as it turned out, didn’t notice a lot of things.

Her breathing caught, and she turned her face away from the window to stare at me. I could see her big, blue eyes in my peripherals, heavy-lidded and full of want. She didn’t tell me to stop, so I slipped my hand downward, pushing lower until my fingers touched her clit.

Still a bit swollen from its earlier attention. If, say, I were to give it more attention right now, I bet it’d swell up instantly.

My fingers dipped even lower, circling her pussy’s entrance. “What’s this?” I asked her. Stuck in traffic, there was no better distraction than the sweetness that sat between Angel’s thighs. I pushed a finger inside her, drawing out a moan from her. It slid in easily, her core wet. “Looks like you’re still a little worked up, Angel.”

The cars in front of us began to move, inching forward with a green light, but I didn’t let that stop me. I could driveandplay with Angel. I could multitask pretty freaking well, if I say so myself.

Angel squirmed in her seat, and hearing her breathless sighs really did make my dick ache. I ignored the heat growing in my lower half, focusing on her. I slid my finger in and out of her pussy a few times, getting it nice and coated in her slick before rubbing her clit. She sat there, with her head leaning back, her body giving into mine bit by bit.

It was amazing how wet she got after a mere two minutes. We were still five minutes away from the Redborne, plenty of time to make the girl come for me.

After a while, I was able to slip two fingers inside her cunt, fucking her with them while my palm applied pressure to her swollen nub. “You get so wet for me,” I whispered. “God, I just can’t get enough.”

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