She looks at me suspiciously.
“A fun kind.”
“All right.”
“Pull your skirt up.”
She looks around, as if to silently remind me we’re in the car.
“Here?”
“Yes.”
“We’re in the car.”
“I’m aware of that.”
“What if someone sees?”
“Do you trust me?”
“What?”
“Lily, do you trust me?”
“Yes.”
“Then pull your skirt up.”
She hesitates just another minute, and then she pulls her skirt up to her waist. Now it’s my turn to be shocked. She’s not wearing panties, and she’s got a huge smirk on her face.
“No panties?”
“I thought you might want to play some games tonight,” Lily smiles. “So I can prepared. Surprised?”
“Oh, sweetie, I should spank that sweet pussy of yours.”
“Spank my pussy?” She squeaks out, and suddenly, the little kitten doesn’t seem so brave.
“We have all night, darling. Now start rubbing that clit. We’re almost to the restaurant.”
Chapter 9
Lily
By the time we get to the restaurant, I’m close to coming in Thorn’s car. I’m literally on the edge as we pull into the parking lot.
“All right, princess, you have a choice to make.”
“Okay,” I whisper, still rubbing my body. I’m so, so close. Touching myself on the drive over made me nervous at first, but then I realized the other cars weren’t paying me any attention, and I could touch myself without fear of being seen. We didn’t hit any red lights or stop next to any other vehicles, so even though the drive had the illusion of being public, Thorn was the only one watching me.
I’ve been touching myself almost constantly since last Saturday, but somehow, I haven’t found satisfaction. Rubbing my body in front of Thorn is exhilarating, and it makes me feel so damn sexy.
“You can come for me now, here in the car, or you can’t come until tomorrow.”
“What?” I squeak out. We’re parked in the busy parking lot now. People are walking by, and while no one is looking at the car or giving us a second glance, I’m very aware of the fact that anyone could stop next to the car and peek in. Do I think it’s going to happen? Probably not. Still, it’s bizarre. “That’s not fair.”
“Oh, darling, you have so much to learn,” he whispers. He sits perfectly still, eyeing me. He doesn’t make a move to touch me or try to convince me. He just waits for me to decide.