I’d given the driver instructions to drive us around until I gave him directions, either to take Alessandra home or drop her off at a place of her choosing. So, as long as I said nothing, he’d drive around in circles.
Right then, I didn’t mind driving around in circles for the rest of the night. The driver wouldn’t care, either. He was under my family’s employment, and I was giving him a huge bonus for helping me out tonight, and keep the information from my mom.
I felt Alessandra’s hands push against my blazer, and I shrugged it off. Then, I reached around to her back, catching her zipper and tugging it down. She pulled away from me to gasp for breath, but I couldn’t stop kissing her. My lips moved all over her face, then down to lick and nip at her neck.
“Fuck, Alessandra,” I moaned against her skin.
She chuckled, though it broke off in a gasp when I took her skin between my teeth and sucked.
“I was kinda hoping that’s where this is going,” she teased, sounding breathless.
I froze for a sec, then bit down a little harder on her skin. She moaned, and I released her before I could leave a mark that wouldn’t fade for a while. She was staying with her parents, after all, and I didn’t want to make things awkward for her.
“It’s definitely what I intend to do,” I said in a promise. I met her gaze, and deliberately asked, “Alessandra, do you want me?”
She grinned. “I want you to fuck me, Joshua.”
I let out a breath and dropped my forehead to her collarbone. I was aching in my slacks, and if I wasn’t careful, I’d get myself dirty. Not that it mattered since I lived alone. Still, it would be embarrassing to come so quickly.
Once I got ahold of myself, I pulled away, just far enough to ease the top of Alessandra’s dress down to reveal her shoulders and the upper part of her chest. I pressed a kiss and a light nibble to her collarbone and felt her body tremble in my arms.
I grinned up at her. “With pleasure, my lady.”
“With so much fucking pleasure!”
Chapter Eight
Alessandra
I let out a strangled moan, my back arching. One of my hands was pressed against the roof of the limo, the other over Joshua’s shoulder, against the seat.
His hands weren’t idle either. One of them gripped high up on my thigh underneath my dress, his thumb rubbing the inside of my leg, making me tremble. If I shifted just a little forward, I would feel his touch where I was dying to feel it most. His other hand was pressed against my back, helping keep me steady.
“Alessandra,” he sighed against my skin. “Would you come home with me?”
I opened my mouth to answer, but all I could manage was some more gasping.
The top of my dress had been pulled down and off my shoulders. I still had my bra on, but Joshua had tugged the cups underneath my breasts, perking them up. He gently ran his tongue over one nipple, then the other, over and over, teasing.
I’d almost forgotten how good this all felt.
“Do you even have to ask?” I panted out, squirming in his lap.
He hummed. “It wouldn’t be nice to make assumptions. And I just want to hear you say it. Alessandra, say you want me to take you home with me.”
It sounded like he was commanding me, but he didn’t give me time to say the words. I wasn’t sure if I would have told them, but I was growing more and more tempted to say yes, to everything.
What the fuck am I even doing?
There was a quiet voice of reason in the back of my mind that was wondering why I was letting Joshua strip me in the back of a limo so we could have sex. There was a partition between the front seat and the end, and she’d asked before they got this far, and he had reassured her that the limo was soundproofed. The driver wouldn’t hear us.
Still, this wasn’t something I ever thought I’d be doing. It certainly hadn't occurred to me when I left home this morning, though, in all fairness, I hadn't known what to expect.
Joshua wrapped his lips around one nipple and sucked on it gently. I let out a whine as my whole body trembled. Then, I froze.
Shit.
He sucked a little harder, and it sent pleasurable tingles through my body. My clit throbbed with need, and I wanted to rub against him, knowing I could feel a lot better. But something else had occurred to me, and I wrapped one of my hands in his hair to tug him away.