Page 73 of Savage Hearts

Mila finished her breakfast pretty quickly, and crumpled up the wrapper then put it back in the bag.

“Just put it on the floor,” I said.

She turned to me as I pressed the button hanging above my head, and the black partition divider came up.

Mila watched me with wary eyes, and I shot her a savage smile.

“I’d say we have a good twenty-five minutes before we arrive. What do you think we should do?”

She moved back against the door, trapped by her seat belt. “Watch the scenery,” she answered dryly.

“I’d much rather watch you,” I answered, my smile widening.

“I’m not that interesting.”

“Oh, that’s where I disagree. In fact, why don’t I prove it to you?”

I unbuckled her seat belt, but she quickly grabbed onto the strap before it could move away from her body.

“That’s not safe,” she clipped out.

“You’re in a car with me. Are you really that concerned with safety?”

A flush moved up her cheek and down her chest.

She wasn’t one of those girls who blushed prettily, but how fucking fascinated I was by the very sight.

My eyes moved down to her hand and after a moment of hesitation, she pulled away.

I let the belt slide back into place and lifted her legs to place them across my lap. I leaned over and petted her soft hair.

She watched me when I pressed my hand down her sternum, her breathing growing erratic.

“Look at this. I’ve barely touched you and you’re already affected by me. Aren’t you?”

Her eyes stayed on me, but she didn’t answer.

“We’re going to a business meeting,” I said. She cocked her head to the side, and I could tell she had questions, but she held back.

I settled my hand around the curve of her neck, feeling her swallow as I squeezed slightly. Her eyes darkened, and I couldn’t tell if it was from fear or arousal.

I used my other hand to flick the straps from her shoulders, tugging the dress down and baring both tits to my gaze. The sun shining through the window hit her nipples in just the right way.

I tightened my grip a bit around her neck. Not hard enough to hurt or to cut off air circulation, but enough that she could feel it.

She rested her hands on top of mine, but made no move to push me away.

I played with her nipples as I relaxed my grip on her neck, letting her take in a deep breath before I squeezed it again.

Her legs moved restlessly against me while I rolled a hardened nub between two fingers and plucked at it until it turned red and swollen from my abuse.

“What should we do to pass the time?” I asked.

She swallowed, but unlike the first time I asked, she didn’t answer me. She closed her eyes when my hand traveled south of her.

I bunched the dress up until most of the fabric rested around her middle. Then, I pushed one of her legs to dangle off the seat until she was spread in front of me like the world’s greatest feast.

Both tits and cunt bared to my gaze.

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