Page 159 of The Devil's Heir
"Will we be seeing you at the other club anytime soon?" a man asks Jarek as his eyes trail down my body.
Jarek shifts, positioning himself between me and the man before answering, "I might drop by every now and then, but since you've taken it upon yourself to look at my girl, you can see that I've already got everything I need at home." His scowl is enough to make the man retreat without another word.
By the time we make it out of the club, I'm a sopping mess and need to have Jarek inside me as soon as possible. When a whimper slips from my lips just as we get to the car, Jarek jerks me to a stop and makes me face him.
"Is the needy whore inside wanting to play, pauper?" he smirks knowingly.
"Yes," I pant.
"Well, I guess we'd better get inside the car then, shouldn't we?" Jarek's grin widens as he calls out, "Jackson, could you please hurry and open the door? It seems my little pauper is in need of my cock."
I can hear Jackson's chuckle, and as soon as Jarek turns me back to the car, I narrow my eyes at my friend, warning him to be quiet, but it only amuses him more. Before I can say anything to him, Jarek gently pushes my head down so I don't bump it, then shoves me into the backseat.
"Stay just like that," Jarek orders me as I lie sprawled, face down, on the backseat.
My humiliation builds as Jarek stands there just to shoot the shit with Jackson for a few minutes. Before getting into the car, he orders me to sit up. Jarek removes his suit jacket and hands it to Jackson. He makes it known to anyone watching what's about to happen as he undoes his belt and opens his pants.
Honestly, I don't care who knows. My only interest is what I'm going to be taking inside me as soon as Jarek gets inside the car. I see the glint in his eyes as he enters the vehicle. As soon as Jackson shuts the door, my pulse begins to race in anticipation.
"You were a very naughty girl, pauper."
I swallow hard.
"Here's what you're going to do," Jarek states as he pulls his cock from its confines and begins stroking it. "You're going to take your pants off and open your legs nice and wide so I can see what belongs to me."
With trembling hands, I do exactly what he says, leaning my back against the door so my pussy faces Jarek's direction. The car begins to move as I wait patiently to be touched. However, Jarek has different plans.
"You're going to sit there and watch me get off to this pretty pussy," he says, sliding a finger through my wetness teasingly. "Then, when we arrive home, you will go to the playroom and wait for me."
"But Keirnan…"
"I assume he's with Heidi and Fran," he states, adding, "I'll make sure to let them know that they will be keeping him for a few more hours."
Jarek's tone is dark yet teasing, but I know where his head is going, and I'm here for it. It's been so long since he made me feel dirty, but unlike the last time, I'm looking forward to it.
I've come to realize that it isn't Jarek being an asshole; it's him being turned on by me and what he can make me do for him. It's the way he is, and it's what he likes. Somewhere along the way, I started liking it, too.
Watching Jarek stroke himself as he stares at the most intimate part of me has me yearning for his touch. The fact that I can turn him on just by sitting here with my legs open makes me feel powerful. I've been told I hold the power, but I never believed it until now.
Jarek's hand pumps up and down, picking up speed the closer he gets to his release. It's so erotic watching him jack himself off. Every once in a while, he will slip a finger inside of me just to suck on it afterward.
"I'm going to come, pauper. Come straddle me so I can mark you," Jarek growls out his command.
I'm so turned on that when I straddle him and he slaps my clit a few times, I almost come, but then he pinches it.
"Don't you dare come. I did not give you permission, pauper. Naughty girls don't get to come until I say. Understand?"
"Yes, Sir…" I moan, and he releases my clit.
Ribbons of warm white cum spurt out of Jarek's cock, landing all over me. By the time he's emptied himself, my stomach and pubic area are covered with Jarek's release.
"Get dressed, we're almost home." Jarek sounds angry, but I know better. He's coming down from the euphoric high he had.
I put my bottoms on, but Jarek had yanked my panties from my hand and pocketed them, so now I'm commando. As soon as I'm dressed, I help Jarek back into his pants before settling beside him and resting my head on his shoulder.
"I'm not sorry, I went," I tell him softly.
I feel his mouth on my head as he presses a kiss to it.
