Page 45 of Sold to Her Enemy

My driver is ready, with the backseat door open. It’s a beautiful evening, slightly warm and clear. I gesture for Mckenna to get first and then I slide into the seat next to her.

Mckenna keeps her gaze straight ahead. I place a hand on her leg and stroke it through the rich fabric.

“Maybe this will relax you.” I thumb the app on my phone that controls her vibrating panties with one hand, starting her on a high setting.

Mckenna leans forward, grabbing my arm. “Oh! This is too much!”

“If this doesn’t get you into a better mindset, little hellion, I don’t know what will,” I press the highest speed.

“Sir!” Mckenna gasps.

“Doesn’t take much for you, does it hellion? I can already smell your arousal.”

Her green eyes turn glassy. “Oh! I can’t! Oh! Stop!”

Her fingers dig into my arm, and I don’t care if she scratches me. This is worth it. Her eyes fill with tears and her whole body is racked with tension.

I press the second highest setting, lowering the speed a little, grabbing her arms as I do.

“Who do you belong to, Mckenna?”

“You, Sir,” she gasps, and leans further forward, so her forehead is almost touching the front seat, as if she’s trying to get away the sensations that are making her whole body flushed and tense like a bow.

Her ass lifts from the seat, she moans. The sensual sound makes me hard enough to stab concrete.

“That’s right. And I’m going to do what I want with you tonight,” I swipe down to the lowest setting. The tension ebbs out of her body. She relaxes with a shuddering breath. Mckenna slumps back against the seat.

“Horrible,” she murmurs, her legs coming close together.

“Is it?” I push her legs apart, spreading them wide, careful of her gown. “Do you wish it was my fingers or my cock?”

She doesn’t answer, so I thumb it up to the highest setting again. “Tell me.”

Her hand grips the top of my thigh. “Neither!”

“I think you’re lying, little hellion,” I tell her as I lower the speed. “You will not like how I punish you for that lie.” Throwing my arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer to me, I nibble on her earlobe. She relaxes into me, making me smile. Slamming my thumb down on the highest setting, her body tightens. “Come for me now!”

“I can’t,” she grits out.

“Yes, you can, my moody little cockwarmer.” I bite down on the bare side of her neck. Her soft flesh gives way. She squirms against me as my teeth get a grip on her salty skin.

Mckenna hisses between her teeth. “Sir! I can’t! It’s too much!”

My pulse races in my ears as she closes her eyes tight and grabs at my knee.

“That’s it, hellion, let it take you.”

“Fuck you!” she shrieks, almost sobbing, as the climax makes her gasp out.

“No, hellion. I’m the one who is going to fuck you.”

Her face relaxes as the orgasm rolls through her. She clutches my arm.

I grab her hair in my fist, lean down and cover her lips with a bruising, hungry, possessive kiss, until she softens against me.

“You’re going to have to reapply your lipstick,” I brush her hair into place.

She gives me a half-smile. “I guess I’m in a better head space.”

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