Page 76 of Manhattan Secret

I’m taking my little mouse on a date.

After negotiations that leave me exhausted and only after we agreed I’d take her out of the city, we have an official first date. We’ve been on plenty, but most of them were done in secret.

“Do you think that guy is bullying Sage?” She calls from the bedroom. I’m waiting in the living room for her, eager to get my girl out on the town for some fun. It feels like she’s accepting us as a real couple.

A few times she’s casually mentioned how we have a time limit.

We’ll do long-distance. I can fly home; she can come to me every other weekend.

We’ll make it work.

I didn’t pursue my teacher to lose her in a matter of weeks.

Laney is mine.

“I’ll break his neck if he is.” I mutter, the murderous feeling returning, wishing I would’ve put that guy in a coma when I had the chance.

But then every word I’ve ever spoken drops out of my head, making me dumb as a window when Laney walks out of the bedroom, my heart stops dead and my dick jerks alive and eager in the black slacks.

From head to toe, Laney is delicious.

She’s curled her hair, making it flow in hot waves over her bare shoulders. The quarter length, white jumpsuit clings to her banging body, curving her tits perfectly, flaring her hips. I drag my eyes down to the tall wedge heels she’s wearing and then rake my gaze back up again.

Wow, she’s incredible, and we’ll be lucky to even get out of the door.

If not for the fact that I want to give her a proper date, I would already have her stripped down to the skin with my mouth between her legs.

“I see that look. Do I pass inspection?” Her mouth curves on both ends and when I get over to her, my hands find her waist.

Of course my greedy fingers don’t stop there.

Two sweeps over her tight ass and I feel my blood incinerate.

Hoarse, I ask. “Are you wearing panties? I don’t feel any panties, Laney.” I squeeze her cheeks again, drawing her in.

Her face cheeks highlight as she rests her forehead to my chest. “It’s rude to point out that someone isn’t wearing undies.”

I literally feel my brains exploding.

We are so not leaving this house.

“They’d show through the jumpsuit, I had to forget underwear.”

Hot. Hard.Wanting.

My lusting dick fought against its confines, enthusiastic to get to his favorite place.

“So you’re telling me all I have to do is say some of the dirty shit you like, and you’ll wet right through this thing?” She huffs as if I’ve said something to offend my prissy girl, but we both know she gets off harder than ever when I talk some filth to her.

Now my mind is working overtime on how I’ll have her on the drive home.

“I should just put you on my cock, Laney.”

That’s when she slaps my chest and hooks up the purse. “You promised me a date, I already have excited butterflies. I’m collecting, or you and your cock will be playing alone later.”

She’s so damn cute. I lean in and capture her mouth softly. She sighs and tips her head back.

“Forget feeling butterflies in your stomach. You’ll feel my dick so deep tonight, baby.”

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