After a difficult morning, Lexie decides to spend her lunch hour parked in a secluded location to relieve her pent-up sexual frustration on her own. When a handsome stranger shows up with the same idea in mind, Lexie decides to make him a shocking proposition. But she may get more than she can handle when she tells him "show me how a real man gets it done!"
WARNING: This short story contains sizzling-hot sex in a public place between a dominant man and an adventurous woman. If you like rough sex with just a bit of BDSM on the side, then this sizzling story will hit the spot!
Word Count: 5,270 actual story count (not including an extra-long bonus excerpt)
[This excerpt contains censored words, the ebook is NOT censored.]
Lexie took a deep breath. Urged onward by her intense lust and need for release, she knocked on his car window.
The man jumped.
The cell phone dropped out of his hand, disappearing from sight and he glanced at her while simultaneously trying to cover himself—to no avail. He had nothing but the flaps of his pants and his hands, and neither was up to the job of covering the large, bobbing c-ck.
Before his shock could turn to embarrassment and ruin the mood, Lexie pulled open the driver door and lifted one foot to rest it on the edge of his seat.
“I think we both came here for the same thing,” she said in a husky voice, her eyes meeting his. Her blouse hung open and she enjoyed watching his shocked expression change as his eyes dropped down to gaze at her breasts. Her cleavage was on display, her ample breasts sheathed in the almost-sheer white satin camisole.
Holy hell, the guy was gorgeous! He looked like he had walked right off the runway in Milan and into his own television show about a high-priced attorney. His dark blue suit was definitely Armani, the lustrous butter-yellow tie was made of expensive silk, and the pinstriped powder blue shirt was fastened at the wrists with cuff links.
His gaze traveled up her leg and kept going—she knew that the low angle of his car and the platform stilettos she wore gave him a view right up her skirt.
“Did we?” His voice was hoarse with excitement, and he cleared his throat. “And what is that?”
She could see his mind grinding to a halt as his gaze shifted again to drank in the sight of her silk blouse hanging open, blowing in the warm spring breeze. Her n-pples were peaked in excitement, and she saw his c-ck twitch.
“You’re serious?” He raised an eyebrow at her, looking half-skeptical, yet half-hoping that she said yes.
“Look, I could go out to a bar tonight, flirt, and make some guy buy me expensive, fruity drinks before he takes me home, but I’m a busy woman. I just need a really hot f-ck...and it looks like maybe you do too.”
“Maybe I do...” he touched her leg, sliding his hand up the back of her thigh.
She sighed, enjoying his sensual touch as his hand glided farther up her leg, cupping her -ss.
“Just f-ck me hard and fast, and I promise I’ll make it worth your while,” she murmured, stroking the back of his neck and eyeing his erection.
He pulled her closer. “I think that can be arranged.”
The man thumbed a switch on his seat, and it slid back as far as it could go. Then Lexie ducked into the car, trying to straddle him.
He ground against her, sliding against the thin satin and lace thong.
“You’ve already soaked your panties,” he breathed.
“I saw a gorgeous stud, and the next thing you know, I was touching myself.”
“Oh god, that’s so hot.” He slipped one finger between he legs, pushing the fabric aside. “That p-ssy feels so wet,” he said as his c-ck slipped into place against her, skimming between those pink, slick lips.
“Mmm, it is. I’m soaking wet just thinking about that c-ck of yours.” She shifted. “But I don’t think this is going to work.”
He looked up at her, disappointment and a touch of anger flooding his expression.
"Not in here." She smiled. "We'll have to do it on the hood
About Giselle London
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Published September 19, 2013
by Carnal Bliss Press.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.