Chapter 14
Leia glanced around her in surprise. “Where am I? And where’s the driver?” she whispered with a touch of embarrassment.
“You’re in a safe place and he’s close by. Release the seatbelt and take off your dress, Leia.”
Her gaze lowered, and she complied albeit with excruciating slowness.
Watching her lift her hips to wriggle out of her dress was pure torture.
But the sight of her bare breasts and the filthy decadence of the stockings and garter was even worse.
Or better. Hell, he didn’t know anymore.
He was going insane. Because if he’d had any brain cells left, he’d have ended this call the moment she was safe.
She dropped the dress, settled her red-tipped fingers on her thighs and glanced up into the camera. That look of submission sent fire through his veins.
“You are so fucking beautiful.” The words tripped out of his mouth before he could stop them.
A slow stretch lengthened her body, as if in direct reaction to his words.
He clawed a hand through his hair and pulled hard, hoping the pain would focus him.
All it did was make him yearn for a different pain.
The pain he wanted to deliver to those tight nipples.
His mouth flooded with saliva as the urge to bite, suck and feast on her charged through his body.
“What next, Noah?” she asked. Her head tipped back against the seat in supplication, her body slowly opening wider to his gaze. Awaiting his command.
“Slide your right hand over your stomach. Slowly. Now use your nails. I want to see the blood surge under your skin.” She gasped and her nipples tightened into stiffer peaks. “Again,” he growled.
Over and over she scoured her flesh, until her stomach showed four lines of red.
“Slide your panties down to your knees. No, keep your knees together.” He couldn’t handle seeing her pussy. Not just yet.
Without raising her gaze, she hooked her fingers into the sides and did as he commanded, leaving the flimsy thong caught at her knees. That picture of utter perfection made the hand caught in his hair tremble. Noah didn’t dare touch himself. Not yet. Or he’d explode into a million useless pieces.
Taking a deep breath, he concentrated on staying on the right side of coherent. “Pull on your nipples for me. Show me how tight they are. Look at me when you do that,” he growled.
Letting go of her panties, she slid her hands over her body, lightly cupped her breasts, catching the rock-hard nubs between finger and thumb.
Even through the screen, he saw how tightly she pinched.
His groan drowned her gasp and her eyes grew hazy with desire.
But he wanted… needed more. “Harder, Leia. Make it hurt.”
“Yes, Noah.” She caught her lip between her teeth, pulled and let out a helpless cry as her back arched off the seat.
Holy hell …
Again and again she tugged at her nubs until her thighs quivered under the sensations rolling through her.
“Tell me how you feel,” he ordered. His breath fogged the screen and he realized he’d leaned so close to the laptop, he was in danger of unseating himself. He relaxed a touch and groaned when his erection brushed against the edge of his desk.
“My skin’s on fire and… and I feel like I’ll go crazy if I don’t touch myself.”
“But you are touching yourself, baby. You’re fondling your pretty little nipples. Is that not enough?” he taunted.
Her eyes met his, sultry and alluring, wide and imploring. She shook her head.
“Vocalize.”
“I need to touch my pussy.” She tugged harder on her nipples, and her mouth dropped open as she gasped in frantic breaths. “Please.” Her knees started to part.
“Not yet!”
Her legs slammed shut again.
He sucked in a satisfied breath. “There’s a folded blanket behind you. Grab it.” He gave her time to gather herself and do as instructed. When she had the cashmere cloth in her hand, he said, “Fold it over again, lie back on the seat and use it as a pillow. Do it without opening your legs.”
The haste with which she complied spoke of her frenzied need for release. She swept her hair out behind her, swung her legs onto the leather seat and stretched out. Without him asking again, her eyes rose to his, her gaze fully compliant.
“How badly do you want to come, baby?” he rasped.
Her hips rolled once before she settled, but her hands fluttered over her stomach, as if magnets pulled them toward where she burned hot and urgent. “I’ll do anything for it.”
He stilled as a spike of anger pierced his arousal. “Don’t you fucking make promises you can’t keep. We both know you won’t do anything, so use different words. How badly, Leia?”
Fear entered her eyes. “Badly enough that I’m willing to do whatever you ask me to.”
“That’s better.” His gaze dropped to where her fingers had crept lower to her mound. “Hands down by your side, now.” The boom of his voice made her jump.
A touch of rebellion narrowed her eyes, but she was caught up in their connection enough to know she would pay dearly for non-compliance.
Her hands settled beside her hips. She swallowed. And waited.
Noah finally gave in and gripped his hard-on.
Electricity jolted from his fingers, through his cock and into his body.
The rush was so powerful, he closed his eyes and cursed.
His heartbeat thundered loudly in his ears.
With his free hand, he tore at his tie, loosening it before he passed out from lack of oxygen.
When he’d freed a few buttons, he sucked in steadying breaths and opened his eyes. She was staring at him, her mouth parted. That hint of her tongue stud had him rubbing at his agitated cock all over again. He needed to bring this to an end. Right fucking now.
“Take off your panties. I want to see how wet you are.”
Exhaling, she folded her knees against her chest and Noah caught a glimpse of her sweet, glorious, glistening pussy.
He fumbled for his fly, pulled down the zipper and curled one hand inside his boxer briefs to release his desperate cock.
It jumped in his hand, screaming for satisfaction.
Gripping the base to keep from prematurely blowing his load, he stared at the breathtaking woman filling his screen.
Her panties were dangling from her finger and her spiky heels were crossed against her ass. His tongue thickened in his mouth.
“Brace your feet on the roof, baby,” he croaked as a bead of sweat trickled down his temple. “And then… then do what you need to do.”
She wasn’t expecting that. Her head rose off the blanket and her eyes clouded. “Noah?”
He heard her confusion. The knowledge that she was wary of accepting the control he was giving her should’ve thrilled him no end.
Had their situation not been so fucked up, it would’ve meant she trusted him to be the sole provider of her pleasure, to withhold or reward as he saw fit.
But they were fucked up. And he was hanging by a frayed thread, which he suspected would snap before the minute was up.
“It’s okay, baby. Do it.”
Slowly, her head sagged back onto the blanket.
Her heels planted several feet apart on the car’s roof and her eager fingers slid alongside her clit.
Eagerly, he stroked himself in rhythm. Pre-cum dripped over his thumb.
He groaned at the sight of the rough treatment she was giving her beautiful pussy.
She caught her swollen clit between two fingers and squeezed just the way he’d done to her before. She whimpered at the sensation and rolled her head from side to side.
Releasing the engorged bud, she slid two fingers inside her tight sheath.
The sound of wet suction filled his ears, and Noah’s cock jerked.
As if the sound had triggered her hunger beyond endurance, she went to town, fucking herself with fast deep strokes.
Her stomach quivered as she writhed and drowned in pleasure.
In another time, another place, he’d have told her to slow down so he could savor the experience.
But not tonight. She let out a deep moan, and her head rose drowsily off the blanket. “I want to see you, Noah. All of you.” A quick, desperate swirl of her tongue over her upper lip. “Please.”
He was too far gone to deny her. Rising, he kicked his chair away and leaned against the wall, his cock still wrapped in his fist. “Is this what you want?”
Her gaze dropped to his engorged staff, and she made a guttural sound of need.
“Yes. Oh God!”
Her stomach muscles quivered. That physical evidence of her hunger for him set the last of his brain cells on fire.
“Now, Leia!”
Nodding eagerly, she plunged in and out. Her skin flushed. Her moans grew louder as she neared her peak. “I can’t hold on any longer,” she gasped.
Noah pumped his fist and grunted, unable to speak. Leia’s movements turned frantic. When he realized she was holding her breath, his mouth dropped open in shock. Then she totally blew his mind by slapping her pussy hard.
Again and again she delivered firm, stinging smacks to her sex. His heart pounded as he watched, completely entranced. Her face grew pinker with the need for oxygen and the pleasure churning through her. But she locked her gaze on him. Seeking permission. Even now.
Jesus.
“Let go, baby. Come for me.”
With a breathless scream, she climaxed. Her legs dropped to the seat, her stunning body convulsing in the grip of feverish pleasure.
A roar ripped through his throat as he came hard and helplessly. Resting his head against the wall, he forced his eyes open. He didn’t want to miss a single moment of her pleasure. After several minutes, she stilled, her eyelids drifting closed .
Staggering back to his desk, he collapsed into his chair. Another five minutes went by. “Leia, get up. It’s time to put your dress back on.”
“Hmm, do I have to?”
“My driver’s a good man with a young family. I’d hate to have to kill him for seeing you naked, so yes, dress on now. You’ll find a hand towel in the compartment to your right. Use it to clean yourself up.”
She rose slowly, her body sleek, her hair sexily disheveled and stunning as hell. But her brows were bunched in a frown. “You seem to have come prepared. Have you done this before?”
He opened his drawer, grabbed a white handkerchief and cleaned himself up. “Do you care?” Now that his brain cells were regenerating, the feelings he’d pushed to the side were resurrecting too.
Her nostrils flared and she bit her lip. “Yes. I care.”
That stupid lance of pain again. “No, I haven’t video called a woman in the back of my car and watched her make herself come for me before. I prefer to be an active participant in my sex games.”
She slid a hand through her hair. “Oh. Okay… good.”
He laughed, the sound coated in rough pain.
If she heard it, she didn’t show it. Maybe she was still caught in a hazy aftermath.
She found the towel and slowly swiped it between her legs.
His cock twitched, and he forced himself to breathe.
The moment she folded it one side and pulled her dress on, her eyelids began to droop. “Seatbelt, Leia. Now.”
With another pout, she wriggled into place and snapped the belt on.
“Noah?” Her voice was little above a whisper.
His cock twitched with a weak spurt of semen. “Yes?”
“It was good to… talk to you.” Her eyes were almost shut. She si ghed and settled back with her head turned toward the camera.
His throat tightened. “Yeah… sure. Lie back for a minute.”
A weak smile. “Okay.”
And because he really was a weak, pathetic fool, who had just come in his hand from watching the sexiest woman on earth finger-fuck herself to orgasm… and because every single cell in his body regretted not being right there with her, holding her, Noah watched her sleep.