“What do you mean? You said I was.”
“I didn’t mean that. I didn’t mean you’re a slut for fucking three guys.”
“Isn’t that what slut means?”
“Maybe, but that isn’t what I mean.”
“What do you mean, then?”
“I mean you’re sexy. I mean I want you… and it makes me want you.”
I shut my eyes and shook my head fast. “So… me fucking three other guys makes you want me?”
He shrugged. “I wanted you before, but yeah. It does.”
I stared at him. Could I really be hearing this? He wanted me because I was fucking three other guys?
He inclined his head toward the other end of the mall. We started walking through the crowd while we finished our drinks.
“You’re a good girl,” he murmured on the side. “You’re a good girl for handling today the way you did. I’m very pleased with you.”
I couldn’t breathe. Those words meant so much. They meant far more than they should have. His approval shouldn’t mean this much, but it did. I wanted to please him. I wanted him to think I was a good girl. I wanted to do what he said in thousands of ways.
We got back into the elevator, but instead of standing impassively, he turned and started kissing me again. He kept his eyes in front of me and gazed into me while we kissed all the way down to the parking lot.
The doors opened, and he escorted me to the limo. He took my hand again while he helped me in. Then he climbed in behind me.
The door slammed, and the limo started moving. I looked out the window trying to understand everything that happened today.
His voice snapped me to high alert. “Show me how much you need me. Show me like you did earlier.”
I spun around, and the instant I met his eyes, I dropped back into that place of wild madness. Everything else evaporated except those eyes commanding me to do his bidding.
I scooted to the edge of the seat, pulled up my skirt, and started touching myself in front of him. As soon as I started, I felt myself spiraling out of my mind. I felt myself nearing an almighty climax, but his order wouldn’t let me go all the way.
“Nicky…” I whined.
“You want to cum for me, don’t you, baby?”
“Nicky… Please, I need you….”
“Good girl. Show me how much you need me.”
I rubbed faster. I couldn’t stand this. I squirmed and convulsed on the seat where he could see me. “Please… Please…”
“Beg for it, baby. Beg me to let you cum.”
“Please, Nicky…” I felt myself succumbing to some indescribable power coming from him. I no longer recognized myself. “Please… I need to cum. I can’t stand it. I need you so bad.”
He leaned forward on his seat, took hold of both sides of my panties, and slid them down. “Don’t stop, baby. Keep going.”
I spread my legs wider praying that he would take me and finish me off. “Please… Make me your slut… I need to… Please, fuck me…”
“You want this?” He stabbed one fat, muscular finger into my sodden hole. “You want me to fuck you just like this?”
I screamed as a colossal wave of mind-blowing pleasure hit me hard. I arched back trying to throw myself against his hand. “Please! I need to cum… Please, I need you, Nicky.”
“That’s right, baby. You know you want to take my cock, don’t you? Do you feel how hard I’m gonna fuck you?”