Page 135 of Damaged Mogul
“How am I supposed to do that?” My voice is quivering.
“You figure it out. You’re a smart, intelligent woman.”
Thanks for being a lifeline, buddy. Not.
My eyes swing to the right.
A handsome biracial black man in a convertible sportscar, wearing a white shirt, cuffed at the elbows, that showcaseshis bulging arms, bobs his head to the sound of music. His eyes swing my way and he flashes me dazzling white teeth.
I’m a little too freaked out to respond in kind.
He frowns, as if I’ve offended him.
Social graces kick in, and I pull my lips in an exaggerated smile, my eyes widening to the size of dinner plates. I’m sure I look like a loon.
He nods and gives me a salute.
My creepy smile widens further.
He leans forward and increases the volume to his music and resumes bobbing his head.His focus is no longer on me.
The lights change, and the man pumps the gas and speeds forward.
We follow right behind him.
My eyes are still trained to my right, so I’m unprepared when Gage’s hand yanks my skirt higher up.
I yelp.
He slides a hand up my inner thigh and under my panties before his fingers plunge inside my dripping pussy.
I gasp.
His fingers skate over my clit.
My head falls back against the headrest, my eyes closing, my thighs quaking on either side of his intruding hand. My heart is beating so hard against my chest, I swear it’s about to jump out of my rib cage and sprint down the streets of Los Angeles. If that wasn’t an overwhelming concern, I’d be able to appreciate the seat’s buttery soft leather beneath my ass.
“I want your eyes on me.”
Gage’s deep voice causes my eyes to pop open.
I meet green eyes the color of translucent sea glass and lose all the breath in me.
That intense gaze locks me in, making it impossible for me to avert my gaze.
He brings his fingers to his lips and licks off my juices.
Oh.
My.
God.
If I needed a visual representation of the word naughty, that was it.
Heat pounds between my legs, and my nipples strain against the fabric of my bra. I’m so turned on, I don’t know what to do with myself.
“Since I need to keep my focus on the road, I want you to play with your pussy.”
