Page 98 of Betrayed in the Dark
“What about me?”
“Do you find my accent sexy?”
“Depends on what you say.”
A motor churns beneath us, and the capsule begins to move. Madeleine lets out a soft gasp at the slight jerk, but I tighten my grip around her, not letting her go anywhere. She reaches infront of her, untying her coat. The material falls open, and she’s ready to slide her arms out of it until I tell her, “Leave it on.”
She arches an eyebrow but slides the material back over her shoulders.
I inhale her enticing scent. “What do you want me to say?”
She glances over her shoulder, her eyelids appearing heavy, her chest heaving a little faster. “Tell me what you want to do to me…right now.”
Fuck.
I groan, my cock hardening uncomfortably against the zipper of my pants.
“You want to hear about all the ways I want to fuck you, Princess? Is that what you want to hear?”
“Yes,” she breathes, pushing her ass against me.
“Fuck, Madeleine.” I grip her hips, spinning her around to face me as I press my body against hers. “I want to sink inside your tight pussy, thrusting so hard you come apart on my cock, screaming my name.” I snake one hand between us, scrunching up the fabric of her dress so that I can sneak my way inside her panties. She bucks forward as I slowly slide two fingers through her wet center, dragging out the inevitable.
“Someone outside might see,” she pants, her legs parting wider.
“No, they won’t.” I dip one finger inside, using my palm to grind against her clit. “We’re facing the water, love. Besides, our coats are hiding all the good parts.”
“What about cameras?” She begins to ride my hand, seeking the pleasure she so desperately needs.
“I covered it.” My tongue trails up the side of her neck, stopping right below her ear. “But that won’t stop them from hearing everything I’m about to do to you.” Her eyes widen, and I smirk as I slip a second finger inside her. “Don’t get shy on me, Princess. Let them know who this pussy belongs to.”
She bites down on her bottom lip, fighting a grin. She motions zipping her lips shut, and I laugh.
“Is that a challenge?”
I’m about to pick up the speed when her hand shoots out, wrapping around my wrist.
“If you want them to hear who I belong to, then you need to earn it,” she says mischievously, licking her bottom lip.
I pull my hand from her pussy, shoving my fingers between my lips to taste. I groan in appreciation as her arousal coats my tongue. She watches me with rapt fascination. I bend forward, brushing my lips over hers. “And how should I do that?”
I’d do anything this woman asked of me.
I’d scorch the world until there was nothing left if that’s what she needed.
But it’s the next word out of her luscious lips that takes me by surprise, sending a rush of blood to my hardening cock.
“Kneel.”
The command slips between her plush lips like a seductive caress, sounding like something she’s wanted to voice her whole goddamn life.
She just needed the right man for the job.
And I’ll happily oblige.
My lips press softly against hers as I whisper, “As you wish, Princess.”
As I kneel before her, she widens her stance and I settle myself between her legs, tilting my head forward. Her panties are soaked, and one inhale has me feeling like a feral beast.
