Page 43 of Under His Touch

After she disappears, others rise from the table, and I head to the balcony in search of Megan, but she’s not there. If she’s gone, there’s no sense in me staying any longer. I say my goodbyes, head to the elevator and shoot Phillip a text. I step out into the chilly night and find Megan standing on the curb, hailing a cab and shivering in her tight dress.

“Hey,” I say, and she turns to face me, a fake smile on her face.

“Oh, hey,” she says as I step up to her, my body so close tension arcs between us.

“Did you like that guy?”

She frowns. “You mean the guy talking to my breasts?”

“Yeah, him.”

A sound crawls out of her throat. “He’s the son of my aunt’s friend.”

I nod and glance past her shoulder. “Where are you going?”

“I’m exhausted. I thought I’d call it a night, get to bed early. Wait, where’s Sara?”

I dip my head, touch a strand of her hair and consider tugging on it until her mouth is open, mine for the taking. “She had some business to attend to.”

“What do you think? Is she suitable?” Megan asks.

“Too early to tell.”

“Oh.”

Just then Phillip pulls up to the curb. “Come on,” I say to her.

“No, it’s okay. I can get my own lift.”

“Get in the car, Megan.”

“Alec—”

“In the car.”

“You—”

“I’m still a single guy, Megan, and you’re a single woman. Let me put my cock in you. One last time.”

She blinks several times, and her body vibrates when I put my hand on her waist. “I... I...”

Even though she’s stumbling over her words, she doesn’t pull away, she steps closer to me. Taking that as a yes, I guide her to the car and open the door. She aims her sweet ass my way as she climbs in and shimmies to the other side to make room for me.

“Hi, Phillip,” she says, her voice as shaky as her body.

“Megan, always a pleasure.”

“My place, please,” I say and put my hand on Megan’s leg, holding her in place. Tonight I want—no need—to be with her. Need to own and claim every inch of her body before I set her free again.

We sit in heavy silence as Phillip drives us home, and what feels like a lifetime later, he finally pulls up in front of my building. I open the door and Megan follows me out, the tension so thick between us, it’s almost suffocating. I loosen my tie, and capture her hand to lead her up the front steps to the main door where Derek is standing guard.

“Good evening, Alec, Megan.” He gives us a big toothy smile, and presses the button to the elevator. I clench down on my teeth when it takes too long to get here. We finally get on, and Derek inserts his key and takes us to the top floor. He doesn’t make small talk like usual. I can only guess he feels the tension in the air.

We reach our destination, and we both hurry off, thanking Derek as I insert my key and drag her in with me. Finally alone, I push her against the door, and trap her body with mine.

“I’ve wanted my mouth here all night,” I say, then press my lips to her, desperate to taste her. Her soft lips open, and she moans for me as I feed my starvation. Her hands slide around my body, and grip my ass. I chuckle slightly and push against her, rubbing my hard cock on her stomach. Our tongues tangle and her moans grow needy.

“You want my cock.”

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