Page 46 of Million Dollar High

He heard her confusion. The knowledge that she was wary of accepting the control he was giving her should’ve thrilled him no end. Had their situation not been so fucked up, it would’ve meant she trusted him to be the sole provider of her pleasure, to withhold or reward as he saw fit. But they were fucked up. And he was hanging by a frayed thread, which he suspected would snap before the minute was up.

“It’s okay, baby. Do it.”

Slowly, her head sagged back onto the blanket. Her heels planted several feet apart on the car’s roof and her eager fingers slid alongside her clit. Eagerly, he stroked himself in rhythm. Pre-cum dripped over his thumb. He groaned at the sight of the rough treatment she was giving her beautiful pussy.

She caught her swollen clit between two fingers and squeezed just the way he’d done to her before. She whimpered at the sensation and rolled her head from side to side.

Releasing the engorged bud, she slid two fingers inside her tight sheath. The sound of wet suction filled his ears, and Noah’s cock jerked. As if the sound had triggered her hunger beyond endurance, she went to town, fucking herself with fast deep strokes. Her stomach quivered as she writhed and drowned in pleasure. In another time, another place, he’d have told her to slow down so he could savor the experience.

But not tonight. She let out a deep moan, and her head rosedrowsily off the blanket. “I want to see you, Noah. All of you.” A quick, desperate swirl of her tongue over her upper lip. “Please.”

He was too far gone to deny her. Rising, he kicked his chair away and leaned against the wall, his cock still wrapped in his fist. “Is this what you want?”

Her gaze dropped to his engorged staff, and she made a guttural sound of need.

“Yes. Oh God!”

Her stomach muscles quivered. That physical evidence of her hunger for him set the last of his brain cells on fire.

“Now, Leia!”

Nodding eagerly, she plunged in and out. Her skin flushed. Her moans grew louder as she neared her peak. “I can’t hold on any longer,” she gasped.

Noah pumped his fist and grunted, unable to speak. Leia’s movements turned frantic. When he realized she was holding her breath, his mouth dropped open in shock. Then she totally blew his mind by slapping her pussy hard.

Again and again she delivered firm, stinging smacks to her sex. His heart pounded as he watched, completely entranced. Her face grew pinker with the need for oxygen and the pleasure churning through her. But she locked her gaze on him. Seeking permission. Even now.

Jesus.

“Let go, baby. Come for me.”

With a breathless scream, she climaxed. Her legs dropped to the seat, her stunning body convulsing in the grip of feverish pleasure.

A roar ripped through his throat as he came hard and helplessly. Resting his head against the wall, he forced his eyes open. He didn’t want to miss a single moment of her pleasure. After several minutes, she stilled, her eyelids drifting closed.

Staggering back to his desk, he collapsed into his chair. Another five minutes went by. “Leia, get up. It’s time to put your dress back on.”

“Hmm, do I have to?”

“My driver’s a good man with a young family. I’d hate to have to kill him for seeing you naked, so yes, dress on now. You’ll find a hand towel in the compartment to your right. Use it to clean yourself up.”

She rose slowly, her body sleek, her hair sexily disheveled and stunning as hell. But her brows were bunched in a frown. “You seem to have come prepared. Have you done this before?”

He opened his drawer, grabbed a white handkerchief and cleaned himself up. “Do you care?” Now that his brain cells were regenerating, the feelings he’d pushed to the side were resurrecting too.

Her nostrils flared and she bit her lip. “Yes. I care.”

That stupid lance of pain again. “No, I haven’t video called a woman in the back of my car and watched her make herself come for me before. I prefer to be an active participant in my sex games.”

She slid a hand through her hair. “Oh. Okay… good.”

He laughed, the sound coated in rough pain. If she heard it, she didn’t show it. Maybe she was still caught in a hazy aftermath. She found the towel and slowly swiped it between her legs. His cock twitched, and he forced himself to breathe. The moment she folded it one side and pulled her dress on, her eyelids began to droop. “Seatbelt, Leia. Now.”

With another pout, she wriggled into place and snapped the belt on.

“Noah?” Her voice was little above a whisper.

His cock twitched with a weak spurt of semen. “Yes?”

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