Page 22 of Highest Bidder

Outside the tinted window, the city rolled by.

Inside, I stared down at the wet, glistening mess between her thighs and felt my cock twitch in approval.

“Look at this, Tom.” I spread her open with one hand then dragged my fingers through her slick folds with the other. She shuddered at my touch. “She’s still soaked. I think she likes showing you her cunt.”

The driver’s eyes wavered between the mirror and the road. I could see the grin on his face, but he didn’t say anything, so I kept going. “You should have seen it. She squirted all over the table in front of everyone.”

Tom’s chuckle was low. “I’ll bet that was a helluva sight.”

I plunged two fingers inside her, and she tilted her hips slightly. I wasn’t even sure if she was aware she’d done it. The sound of her arousal echoed off the cab of the car as I finger fucked her.

“Then she came for them, too.” I brushed my lips against her ear and murmured, “You loved putting on a show, didn’t you whore? Just like you love letting Tom watch.”

“No,” she whimpered.

“Lying slut.” I dragged my soaked fingers out and held them up. “Look how wet she is, Tom.”

“I think she likes it, sir.”

I wiped my fingers across her mouth. “Yeah. She does.”

Vivian’s legs trembled, still spread wide.

“You want to come again, don’t you?”

“No.”

I chuckled as I circled her clit, and she bit her lip to hold back a moan.

“Liar.”

I directed my comments to the driver but kept my eyes on Vivian’s face. “What do you think, Tom? Should I let her come?”

“If you think she’s earned it, sir.”

That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.

I pulled my hand away and she whimpered at the loss. “She definitely hasnotearned it.”

Reaching forward, I pressed the button, and the divider slid up with a mechanical hum, sealing us off.

“But I have.”

I unzipped and pulled out my cock, thick and aching.

“Get to work, whore.”

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Vivian

I stared at him, and for one insane second, I considered saying no.

But then I remembered the price tag he’d slapped on me. One hundred thousand dollars. He owned me. And this was what I’d agreed to.

I slid off the seat and sank to my knees on the floorboard, the carpet rough beneath my skin. I wrapped my fingers around his thick length. The tip dripped precum, and I smeared it around the crown with my thumb as I looked up at him.

His eyes were cold as he watched me swirl my tongue around the head, tasting his salty tanginess. His musk filled my senses. I took a deep breath to savor his scent, before pulling him deeper into my mouth. I hollowed my cheeks and sucked gently, trying to find a rhythm, but my own arousal still pulsed between my legs, distracting me.

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