I meet his eyes and nod, and for the first time in a long time I let myself start to believe in happiness.
***
“You go inside,” I tell Pip as we pull up at the hotel several hours later. “I’ll be in before long.”
Val took us both to one of the best restaurants in town and insisted they serve us despite the maître d’ pointing out that there was a dress code. Val took him aside, said a few quiet words in his ear, and after the poor man had recovered, he showed us to a table.
“Okay. Thanks, Val,” Pip says, grinning, and he smiles at her.
“You’re welcome, little princess,” he says, and after she gets out I pout jokingly.
“I thought I was your princess?”
“You’re my queen,” Val says, taking my hand in his and planting a kiss on my fingers, then he looks out at the hotel. “You should let me take you both back to my place. I can have another room connected to my suite.”
“What? Be roomies?”
“Maybe. Maybe more than roomies.” His eyes glance down to take me in, and I feel my body tingle where his gaze lands. “What do you say?”
Even as I rise up onto the seat, like I’m obeying some unspoken command from his mind, I’m shaking my head. “Not yet. I don’t want to move things too fast between us and break the spell. But…” I lean forward, aware that I’m giving him a full view down my top. “But I think we can afford to shift up a gear, don’t you?”
Chapter 6 – Val
For a moment, all I can do is take her in. I won’t deny that her body makes me lose my mind. I’m senseless, out of control, unable to focus on anything but her. It’s like being under hypnosis: if she gave me a command right now, I’d obey without question. Bark like a dog, cluck like a chicken…
Give me your cock.
Fuck, the groan that escapes my throat is long and drawn out, beastlike in its raw need. With her leaning forward like this, her face inches from mine, I feel like I’m falling into her green eyes and have to look down to escape their gravity. Except that only brings her tits into view, the scoop neck of her top pulled down by gravity, so that they’re on display, a lacy black bra encasing them.
I draw a deep breath before looking back at her face to find her grinning.
“Naughty boy,” she says. “Very, very naughty.” As she says the three words her hand reaches out for my thigh, then inches up it, closer and closer to the steel bulge between my legs.
I can’t help myself any longer. “Scamp,” I breathe desperately as I move forward, leather seat creaking as my hand goes to her shoulder, pulling her to me and crushing our lips together.
The touch of her hand on my rock-hard cock makes me shudder with need, and I feel a drop of pre-cum leak out, making a wet patch on my boxers as I move us together, our lips pressing, our teeth clashing, our tongues tangling as we both desperately try to taste the other.
As we kiss, I fumble with the hem of her top, tugging it out from the waistband of her tiny skirt and lifting it. She, in turn, lifts her arms and I slide the fabric over them, finally leaving her open to me. I know my hands are large and clumsy in comparison to hers, but I trail my fingers along her ribs, her stomach, making her giggle and shrink from my touch before I finally grasp hold of the soft, pliant flesh of her tits under the lacy fabric of her bra.
I feel her nipples, hard, pointing into my palms, and finally we break our kiss as I take each in between the thumbs and forefingers of my hands.
Scamp gasps, her hand leaving my crotch as she arches back. “V—Valiant, I—I’ve wanted this for so long.”
“Have you now?” I squeeze tighter and she squeals, arching back further and spreading her legs as she crouches in the passenger seat, showing me a glimpse of suspenders and black lace panties before she shifts and they’re hidden once again.
“Y—yes. Since we met. A crush, perhaps, but this… I never imagined it could feel so good to be touched by someone. By a man… A man like you.”
The words make something snap inside me, the thought that someone else has touched her like this before making me suddenly angry. If any other man has laid his hands on my Scamp, I’ll have to kill him, have to remove him from the world, and even that won’t satisfy me. She’s mine, now and forever, and the idea that someone else has been in this position first puts me beyond reason.