Page 46 of Purchase Power
“Only if you promise to not leave me hanging.”
“I thought ‘hanging’ meant to the left or the right?”
He looked at her as if she had finally crossed a line. Yet Noah said, “That’s what I want it to do during dinner. I prefer to not have an erection beneath the dining table while conversing with friends.”
“So, if you get hard right now…”
Noah’s gaze inflicted a full-body shudder upon her as it leveled in her direction. “Seventeen minutes, Ms. Craig.”
Lucy could hardly contain herself as she scooted closer to him. Any natural heat he radiated soon came into contact with her skin. The limousine turned a sharp corner. While it didn’t send Lucy flying into his lap, it brought Noah closer toher.
“Hello, Mr. Gabriel.” For a moment, she thought he might kiss her. Yet he diverted his lips to her collarbone, where he left one tentative kiss before his hand came for her dress. “Anything in particular you would like?”
She asked that with his hand heading up her skirt and his mouth on her neck. As his lips worked the flesh of her throat, Lucy claimed enough wherewithal to unzip his trousers and shove her hand down his boxers.
Half-mast? More like three quarters mast…Was that a testament to her attraction? Did this mean Noah became fully erect the moment he thought about her at all? In any sexual capacity?That either says a lot about him… or about me.Lucy didn’t mind the ego boost. This man had already proven to be attracted to her. Enough to pay her a million dollars to be his for the month. Knowing he wanted her so much was a mere bonus. The kind of thing that made her forget every reason she had come into his possession so willingly.
There was a story in all of this. Yes, even in the cock soon in her grasp.I could write a whole Medium article about this cock.The things Noah Gabriel did with it? Front page-worthy.
The more Lucy thought about the witty opening line she could write about the rigid feeling in her hands, the more she salivated to taste him. Again.
“Hell, yes.” Didn’t take long for Noah to lean back in his seat and give Lucy all the room she needed. There was only, what… fifteen minutes left? She better get to it. “All of it. Now.”
Noah didn’t want teasing, huh? Too bad. Lucy’s playful streak meant gliding her hand up his shaft and delicately touching her lips to the head of his cock. As he shuddered beneath her touch, Lucy parted her lips and flicked her tongue against the salty source of his arousal.
One couldn’t say that she got nothing out of it. Although his hands were more preoccupied with her hair, the small of her back, and the armrest of the vehicle, Lucy still gotplentyfrom bringing this powerful man to his figurative knees. As long as his cock was in her mouth, she owned him. His pleasure was hers to glean, and the only thing stopping her from making him come right away was the desire to play with him a little. Make him squirm. Tear Noah apart until he didn’t know which way was up anymore. Lucy wanted those eyes rolled back in his head and those groans gracing her ears.Look at me. The best he’s had.That’s what Lucy told herself as her tongue traced his shaft.All of him, huh?She could do that. As long as the limousine kept steady course, she could relax her throat and take every inch into the constricted canal of their mutual pleasure.
She trusted him, after all. Even as Noah thrust his hips upward, gliding his cock in and out of her mouth as Lucy met the undulations of his body. At first, she feared that the limousine going around another sharp curve or coming to a sudden stop might force Noah into the back of her throat. Anything unexpected like that might cause Lucy to get hurt – or worse, lose her favor with the man who now controlled her world.I don’t want either to happen. I’d rather have this go flawlessly, thanks.Lucy eased her worries by focusing her entire concentration on the moment. Noah Gabriel’s cock deep inside her mouth. Her breath urging him to keep fucking her throat. His moans of approval giving her the edge she needed to continue. Soon, her throat would be too tight to handle the oncoming orgasm, assuming Mr. Gabriel went that far.
“Keep doing that.” Was he growling? Purring? Did Lucy really know the difference now that her brain was focused on only one thing? “Suck my fucking cock. Think about how much you want it between your legs.”
Not a problem. Lucy knew a thing or two about that.
“Fuck.Fuck.” The way he grabbed her shoulder told Lucy everything she needed to know. This man was ready to blow, with a whole ten minutes to spare.
Would Lucy get anything in return? Or was her fate to be wet throughout dinner, thinking about what they might sneak in the bathroom before they left that night?He would. He would totally get me all horny, have me blow him and swallow his cum, and then give me nothing in return for two, three hours like it’s nothing.Meanwhile, he’d get to rest up for round two when they were alone later. Because there was no scenario in Lucy’s mind where theydidn’tfuck by midnight.
“Your mouth alone is worth thousands of dollars, Ms. Craig.” Noah drew a shaking line down the length of Lucy’s back. Her trembling only added to his pleasure, she was sure.Bet he’s getting off on denying me.To be fair, she was getting off on the thoughts, too. “But your cunt is worth millions.”
He tugged on her hair, pulling her head off his cock with a gasp that reverberated across the limousine.I bet the driver heard that.Why wouldn’t he? Lucy was loud when she put her mind to it.I can’t stop thinking about him fucking me.That alone would make her scream.
“I paid, didn’t I?” He wiped away the small drop of precum on the corner of her mouth. “I want what I paid for, Ms. Craig. Give me your cunt. Now.”
While she didn’t deny that she, too, wanted that, there was the matter of practicalities to contend with. Lucy’s outfit wasn’t made for a quickie in the back of the car. Not if he wanted to cleanly enter her and get off. Yet when desperate times called for desperate measures…
Lucy didn’t hesitate. She shrugged her thin coat down to her elbows and straddled Noah’s lap, her covered slit already gliding against his wet cock.
“This is fucking hot, isn’t it?” Noah’s fingers brushed through her hair. Lucy tilted her head back, ready to fall to his feet if the limousine took a corner the wrong way.Ten minutes. We’ve got ten minutes before the driver tells us we’re at the restaurant.Lucy saw glimpses of the city appearing beyond the tinted windows. She didn’t care. She was so focused on getting Noah inside of her that she had half a mind to contact the driver and tell him to “Circle the block,” or whatever the hell these horny billionaires said when they wanted to get laid in their cars. “You ever fuck a man in a moving vehicle, Ms. Craig?”
“No,” she whimpered, waiting for him to move her underwear out of the way. The moment her pussy was freed from her lingerie, she made a beeline for the head of his cock. She was more than ready for him to part her folds andget in there.“But I fucking want to.”
“Now’s your chance. Fuck my cock until you come hard enough to last you ‘til later.”
Her eyes clamped shut as she savored the sensation of him consuming her from inside.So thick. Shit. Maybe I’m not ready.To hell with that attitude. Was she experienced with this brooding master of his household, or what? She hadn’t taken his cock every which way to Sunday to falternow.Fuck that.Fuck this.Lucy pushed herself to take him. Glide against his skin and become one with the feelings he offered. The closer she pushed his cock toward her core, the more likely she was to have an amazing orgasm. Maybe one big enough tomaybegive her the chance to get through the night without jumping his bones.
“Are you going to give it to me, sir?” She had to focus on her balance as she fucked him, since it took more than a little concentration for her toes to find their footing on the seat and her hands to firmly grasp the back of the headrest, but Lucy was good enough to talk. A little. “Give it all to me.”
“What is it that you want?” He tore open the front of Lucy’s coat and grabbed both of her breasts through her dress. A part of her feared he would rip the clothes off her body before she had the chance to show them off to the world. Another part of her hoped he would do exactly that. Preferably, with his fingertips digging into her soft flesh, leaving behind their heavy imprints. “Because I’m sure you’ll take it, anyway. Isn’t that your job? Rob me blind?”
