Chapter 14
“I won’t leave, and then people will really talk,” he says with a playful chuckle, eyes. glimmering with mischief.
“I don’t care about them,” I reply breathlessly, melting into his lips again. He kisses me deeply, pulling me close, then hesitating just long enough to leave me craving more.
“I don’t give a d***n about them either, but let’s be real: when I park my car in your driveway, stroll into your house, and spend hours worshipping every inch of you, people might start putting two and two together.”
Heat floods my cheeks, and he winks, that confident grin plastered across his face. “I’d like to keep my job longer than a couple of months. It’d be a shame if the townsfolk decided to drag me up a tree.”
I laugh, shaking my head. “They wouldn’t. They’re too chicken for that.”
He chuckles softly, pulling me close for another kiss that makes my head spin.
“How do you typically get to school in the morning?”
I shrug, feeling a little sheepish. “The bus? Maybe walk?”
He shakes his head with a grin. “Tomorrow, you’re getting a proper ride.”
I nibble on my lip, a blush blooming across my cheeks. “I’d like that.”
A lot.
His gaze is unwavering, locking onto mine. “Today isn’t the end, Princess Liora,” he murmurs, squeezing my hand like it’s the most precious thing in the world. “Trust me when I say it’s just the beginning.”
He kisses me once more, but this time it’s fierce, electric, leaving me breathless and craving more when he finally pulls away, my lips tingling from his touch.
“I get to school earlier than you do,” he growls softly, his voice low and rich with promise. “So be ready bright and early.”
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I nod, tingles racing through me as I turn to open the car door.
“Wait.”
His deep, commanding voice sends a thrill down my spine, igniting my pulse with a sudden rush as I turn back to him.
“Take your panties off,” he purrs, the words carrying a weight that makes my heart.
race.
I arch an eyebrow, caught off-guard, but his gaze is intense, sparking with desire.
“Take. Them. Off,” he commands, his voice more insistent now. I gasp quietly, feeling my heart pound as I nod, tingling all over as I follow his instruction. I slide my hands. under my skirt, pulling down my soaked black thong, the fabric sticking to my skin. It slips off my ankles, and I crumple it in my fingers, a surge of naughty excitement flooding my senses. My bare skin is pressed against the cool leather, heightening the thrill of being exposed to him.
Cameron reaches out, his eyes never breaking contact with mine.
“Give them to me.”
I gasp quietly, my thighs instinctively squeezing together. I can feel just how slick I am, and I know I’m leaving a mark on his car seat. Slowly, I nod, handing over the precious fabric. His jaw tightens as he grips my thong, a primal growl escaping him as he brings it to his face, inhaling deeply.
“F***k, baby girl,” he groans, his whole body tense, eyes sparkling with need. “Your bratty, tasty little p***y is the only scent I ever want to breathe in, forever.”
A gasp escapes me, a shiver racing through every corner of my body until my skin is aflame, my core aching with desire.
“These are mine now,” he growls, fingers tightening possessively around my panties.
“Just like every single inch of that smooth, sweet baby p****y of yours will belong to me. “Just like every single in
Just like that tight, naughty little a***le you have is going to be mine.”
My lips part, and I bite down. breath hitching as raw desire threads through me.
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making it hard to think straight. The need for this dominant, wickedly handsome older man threatens to drive me wild.
“Until tomorrow, Ms. Winley,” he purrs, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
“Oh, and Storm?”
I freeze, a delightful thrill coursing through me at the sound of my name on his lips.
“I want you to touch your hungry little p**y tonight. I want you to feel just how wet it is for me. I need you to realize how eager it is for me to taste it, to claim it as my own when I stretch it wide with my cock.”
I whimper loudly, the sound escaping me before I can catch it.
“But Princess?” He smiles wickedly, a brow arching in that s**y way that has my insides liquefying.
“Don’t you dare come. I want you to toy with yourself until you can barely stand it, but I want you to wait. I need your p***y dripping for me tomorrow morning. Because now,” he growls, leaning closer, his hand cradling my jaw with an intensity that makes me dizzy. He kisses me like I’m his entire world, and in that moment, I know I’m gone.
“From now on, only I make you come. Do you understand?”
I can barely manage a breathless “yes, Lord” as his filthy words unravel me completely, turning me into a puddle of need on his car seat.
“Good girl.”