Page 127 of Ignite

He slaps my ass and I scream, but he shoves his fingers deeper into my mouth.

“Now.”

He spills inside me and I follow, letting the orgasm tear through every nerve ending.

He keeps thrusting until I’m wrung out and trembling.

As he brushes my hair off my shoulder and plants a kiss there, I melt.

Then he turns me to face him.

“That better, trouble?” he whispers against my lips.

“Much better, beastie.”

I straighten his tie and pull him in for a kiss.

“Can we leave yet?” I ask.

He licks his lips.

“You don’t like my family?”

My eyes widen in horror.

“Oh my god, it’s not that. They’re great. It’s just, I want to spend time with just you.”

He steals another kiss and slips a set of keys into my hand.

“You wanna drive? I brought the Bugatti.”

I gasp.

“You fixed it?”

He nods. I kiss him hard.

“It would be an honor. Can I race it one day?” I flutter my lashes at him for full effect.

“If you behave. Now, shall we escape?” he asks.

That word flicks something in my brain I think he might enjoy.

I slide off the basin and duck under his arm, sprinting straight for the door.

I shoot left toward the back exit, bashing through the double doors into the dark.

“Shit.”

I run for the parking lot, his footsteps heavy and closing in behind me.

I spot it under the lights and make a dash, unlocking it just before I reach it.

A burst of giggles escapes me as he grabs me and lifts me, planting my ass on the hood.

“Gotcha.” He winks.

Darting my eyes around, I realize there’s no one here. Slowly, I spread my legs open for him.

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