Cara
He spreads my legs roughly, on his knees in front of me in the back of the car. "Are you sure Alonzo can't hear us?" I hiss at him. My bodyguard's behind the wheel tonight.
"Soundproof," he confirms.
"And he won't stop? The windows are totally tinted?"
"Yes and yes." His lips work up my inner thigh as my fingers twist into his hair. "Stop talking."
"It's hard to shut my mouth with you touching me like that, and we're in the freaking car, with like a hundred—oh, fuck." He pushes my panties aside and licks my clit in slow circles. "Ah, okay, I think, yeah, I can try to ignore all that other stuff."
"Good girl." He slides his fingers slowly inside of me. "I want you to do nothing but feel me enjoying you, your taste, your moans, everything about your lovely little pussy."
"Okay, I
