Page 100 of Demons and Debts
‘The shoes?’ he asks.
I give him another nod, so he kicks them off and then he stops and I’m forced to level him with a stern look.
‘Socks too.’
He gives me a grin that makes him look like the world is lifting off his shoulders and I find myself smiling back.
‘Bedroom Vic,’ I say to myself, and he gives a low laugh.
‘I’ve done what you asked,’ he says, his eyes gleaming, ‘but now you pay a forfeit.’
My eyes narrow. I didn't know this was a game, but in hindsight I should have.
Demons.
He pats the seat next to him and, after a moment’s hesitation, I half-crawl across the car. I sit beside him.
‘That wasn’t so hard, was it?’
I shake my head, not looking at him, my anxiety ratcheting up to DEFCON 1.
His fingers graze my cheek, and he moves my head up to look into my eyes.
‘How much longer until we reach Metro,’ I ask, hoping to delay the inevitable but also hoping we have time to do what he wants.
‘More than enough time for what I have planned,’ he murmurs into my ear and his words terrify and thrill me in equal parts.
He licks my neck and I shudder.
‘You’re mine for this entire car ride,’ he whispers, ‘and you’re going to be a very good girl, aren’t you?’
Heat pools between my legs and he chuckles low. ‘I knew you’d be submissive from the moment I saw you. Now, take off your jacket and put it next to mine.’
I do what he says with shaking hands, my comfortable clothes feeling suddenly restrictive.
‘Now, come here and sit on my lap.’
I shudder as I shuffle forward.
‘Look at me.’
My eyes dart up and back down again. That’s all I can manage.
He chuckles again. ‘I know you’re nervous, but I can tell you’re enjoying it too. I smell how turned on you are.’
My cheeks heat as he draws me forward to sit on him, my legs straddling the top of his. He wastes no time, his hands running up the inside of my thighs and brushing against my pussy through my clothes. I gasp at the sensation.
‘Good girl,’ he coos, and I feel so elated that I let out a small whimper.
‘You like it when I praise you?’
I nod slowly, mortified that he can see so much of me.
‘If you please me, Baby girl, I promise I’ll—’
There’s a sudden screech of wheels in front of us and we’re thrown forward and then to the side, hitting the window hard.
I scream as the world spins and in the back of my mind I’m realizing it’s the car rolling. Vic has me in his arms, like he’s trying to protect me and then everything goes black.
