“Holy shit,” she said.

“Does that make you more or less turned on?” I asked.

“Is this still part of the medical exam, Doctor?”

“No, this is just me enjoying your body.”

“I hardly think that’s fair.”

“I really don’t care. Answer the question.”

“More, Doctor.”

“Good girl.” I sucked the other one in my mouth and then bit and decorated it with a clamp, too. “More or less?”

“More, Doctor.”

She was just about where I wanted her. I moved back between her legs and blew on her clit, smiling when her hips jerked.

“Ready to come?” I asked.

“Yes, please, Master.”

She’d given up all pretense of the role play. Perfect. “Good. Now we’re going home.”

Her eyes had been half-closed, but at my statement, they flew open. “Wha—”

“Shh.” I placed my finger over her lips. “Quiet girls get rewarded.”

She whimpered.

“Get up and get dressed. As soon as you’re ready, we’ll head home.”

I wasn’t sure she’d ever gotten dressed so quickly. She even took the clamps off herself, which was something she normally asked me to do. I was talking with Daniel and Jeff, saying good-bye, and she was at my side, restlessly shifting from one side to the other. I slid my arm around her waist and let my fingers stroke her lower back.

“I’m not sure, but I think you’re purring,” I whispered in her ear.

“That’s me sending you a subliminal message saying I’m ready to leave, Master.”

Poor Abby, I’d really worked her into a hot mess. “Look, there’s Cole. I wanted to speak to him.”

She said something in German under her breath. I was pretty sure the English translation was something like, “For the love of all things holy, let’s just get the hell out of here.”

I slapped her butt. “I’m kidding. Let’s go.”

“Thank you, Master.”

Our house was about a twenty-minute drive from Daniel’s, and my plan was to work Abby into such a frenzy of lust she would damn near combust when I pulled into our driveway.

“Did you enjoy the scene?” I asked.

“Yes, Master. So much.”

“Good. What was your favorite part? I know for me, I particularly enjoyed the whimper you made when I sucked you.”

She lifted an eyebrow, as though she was onto me. She probably had a good idea I was going to play with her mind the entire way home. I would have laughed, but she chose that minute to take her shirt off. Of course, she didn’t have anything on underneath it, and the car swerved for a second as her breast came into view.

“What are you doing?” I made myself focus on the road.

“I’m getting hot. Don’t you think it’s hot in the car, Master?”

“It is with you taking your shirt off.”

“Mmm.” She tipped her head back on the headrest. “And I was feeling just a bit itchy.”

“Itchy?”

“Yes, Master. Here.” She started stroking a nipple. “Yes. Right there. Ah, that feels much better.”

“Abigail,” I warned.

“You have a tiny bit of sweat on your forehead, Master.”

“I don’t doubt it.”

“I can’t imagine what’s got me so itchy. Are you itchy?”

Focus on the road. Focus on the road. Focus on the road.

“No,” I said. “I’m not itchy.”

“You’re hard, though, Master. I can see your erection from here. Want me to take care of that for you?” Her hand drifted to my thigh and inched upward.

“Not in the car.”

“I think we should definitely do it in the car.” She stroked me through my pants. “Let me see how much power you have under your hood.”

“That’s a horrible pun.”

“I know. I can’t come up with good ones when I’m this horny. All I can think about is how much I want to have this inside me.”

“I’m driving, Abigail.”

She unzipped me. “Pull over.”

We were on a secondary road and because it was so late, no one else was out. I spied a clearing up ahead and sped up to get there. “You want me to take you in the car?”

“In the car. On the car. Against the car. Either one or all three.”

I pulled well off the road, but still next to it, and turned the engine off. I didn’t want to catch the attention of anyone who might happen to be driving by. “Backseat. Now.”

She fumbled with her seat belt. “I didn’t think you’d actually do it.”

“Then you vastly underestimated me. Knees on the seat. Face the rear window. Lift your skirt.” I pulled my cock out and fisted it. “Hurry.”

“I can see out the back window like this,” she said, positioning herself and giving me a fine view of her butt. I suddenly wished I had lube in the car.

“I’m fucking your ass once we get home.” I moved behind her, desperate to sink into her. I looked around first, made sure there wasn’t anyone nearby and no approaching headlights. “Did you do this in high school, Abigail?”

“Never, Master.” She moaned as I pushed inside. “I was a good girl.”

“Until you met me,” I said with a smile.

“Yes. I’m so, so bad with you.”

“Good.” I pushed deeper. “I like knowing I’m the one who corrupted you.” I held her head down and started thrusting. “Just like this. Fucking you in the backseat of the car. Good girls don’t get cock in the backseat of the car, do they?”

“No, Master.”

I spanked her. One hard smack. “Scream for me. Show me how glad you are I pulled over. Prove you’re a bad girl who deserves to get cock in the backseat.”

I placed a hand on either side of her and starting working my hips as hard as possible, drilling into her. Each thrust pushed her body against the leather and by the third stroke, she was grunting.

“More, Master. More.”

I smacked her ass again.

“Yes. Yes. Yes,” she chanted in time with my thrusts. I held still when I was as deep inside as I could go. “Oh, hell, uh, yes.”




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