pulled her to him, forcing her to sprawl across his lap, and devoured her mouth with his own.
Macy gasped and tried to push him back. How dare he put his hands on her? This wasn't a part of the auction rules. She lay across his chest and his strong arms held hers down, unable to move. She squeaked her outrage as his mouth assaulted her own. He sucked at her bottom lip, teasing it and nibbled. Despite herself, she moaned. He seized the chance her open mouth presented and slipped his tongue inside, mimicking a slow rhythm. In and out, dipping and diving, suckling. He made love to her mouth, and Macy's resistance trembled.
Lucky gently released her arms and pulled her closer, delving his tongue more deeply into her mouth. Macy's insides turned into liquid fire and her clit screamed. Unable to move, she wantonly rubbed her nipples across his chest, the silk of the dress multiplying the heat of their bodies until she wanted to beg. Imprisoned by his arms, Macy's hips began an involuntary rhythm against his body.
Lucky sucked her tongue and lifting her effortlessly, he rolled until she was beneath him on the long bench of the limo. He pulled the top of her dress down and her breasts exploded into his hands. He stared at her for a moment and Macy gaped at him in shock. He flashed her a smile and bent over and licked her nipple. Macy gasped and arched her back. Instant heat shot to her stomach.
"Oh god, more, please more."
Lucky looked up at her a wolfish grin on his face. He slid his hand up her leg and slid a finger inside her pussy. Macy jumped. "Wait, whoa, oh god." Lucky continued to bombard her nipples, his five o'clock shadow roughing them up as he sucked, nibbled and teased. Macy could barely think as sensations bombarded her. His fingers did a slow dance on her clit and she could feel her juices dripping down her leg.
She arched her back towards him as he bit her nipple roughly and buried his face in her breasts. His hand played a merciless rhythm across her pussy, sliding in and out of her, one finger, two and then three. She groaned as he stretched her, deeper, reaching for that oh-so-yummy-spot. She tried to close her legs around him. God, how she wanted this, she panted, but was afraid he would learn her deep secret. She thought of the two other times it had happened and how embarrassed she'd been with the men she'd been with. Heat flooded her face as she thought of their reactions as her juices had exploded over them.
"Stop, please, stop." Macy gasped for breath ready to scream. He was so close.
His hands stilled.
"I can't. Not here. Not like this."
Macy was scared to look at Lucky. She could feel him raging hard against her, all man and muscle and intensity. She couldn't believe she had let this happen. She hadn't been able to stand Lucky in high school and now she was on the edge of orgasming all over his elegant leather seats.
He removed his hands and smoothed her dress drown. He pulled her up and tucked her boobs in her dress, gently cradling her breasts in each hand as he brushed her nipples and looked into her eyes. She licked her swollen lips and tried not to faint.
"Ok, not here. That was your free pass. Next time, you'll show me your secret."
Macy gaped at him. He knew she was hiding something.
Chapter 4
Lucky
L ucky could have killed her. She was all of his wet dreams in one and right as she was ready to explode in his hands, she stopped herself. Why would she deny herself such pleasure? The way she had gasped when he mentioned her secret made him all the more determined to learn what she hid. Like a dog on the hunt, Lucky would find it out. Her scent was on his hands, on him, and he wanted to bury his face in her pussy and lick the juices that dripped down her legs. He could all but taste her sweetness, and his cock throbbed with wanting to thrust himself deeply inside her. He breathed shakily and checked his watch. They were almost at the airport so it was for the best anyway. He handed her a
Macy gasped and tried to push him back. How dare he put his hands on her? This wasn't a part of the auction rules. She lay across his chest and his strong arms held hers down, unable to move. She squeaked her outrage as his mouth assaulted her own. He sucked at her bottom lip, teasing it and nibbled. Despite herself, she moaned. He seized the chance her open mouth presented and slipped his tongue inside, mimicking a slow rhythm. In and out, dipping and diving, suckling. He made love to her mouth, and Macy's resistance trembled.
Lucky gently released her arms and pulled her closer, delving his tongue more deeply into her mouth. Macy's insides turned into liquid fire and her clit screamed. Unable to move, she wantonly rubbed her nipples across his chest, the silk of the dress multiplying the heat of their bodies until she wanted to beg. Imprisoned by his arms, Macy's hips began an involuntary rhythm against his body.
Lucky sucked her tongue and lifting her effortlessly, he rolled until she was beneath him on the long bench of the limo. He pulled the top of her dress down and her breasts exploded into his hands. He stared at her for a moment and Macy gaped at him in shock. He flashed her a smile and bent over and licked her nipple. Macy gasped and arched her back. Instant heat shot to her stomach.
"Oh god, more, please more."
Lucky looked up at her a wolfish grin on his face. He slid his hand up her leg and slid a finger inside her pussy. Macy jumped. "Wait, whoa, oh god." Lucky continued to bombard her nipples, his five o'clock shadow roughing them up as he sucked, nibbled and teased. Macy could barely think as sensations bombarded her. His fingers did a slow dance on her clit and she could feel her juices dripping down her leg.
She arched her back towards him as he bit her nipple roughly and buried his face in her breasts. His hand played a merciless rhythm across her pussy, sliding in and out of her, one finger, two and then three. She groaned as he stretched her, deeper, reaching for that oh-so-yummy-spot. She tried to close her legs around him. God, how she wanted this, she panted, but was afraid he would learn her deep secret. She thought of the two other times it had happened and how embarrassed she'd been with the men she'd been with. Heat flooded her face as she thought of their reactions as her juices had exploded over them.
"Stop, please, stop." Macy gasped for breath ready to scream. He was so close.
His hands stilled.
"I can't. Not here. Not like this."
Macy was scared to look at Lucky. She could feel him raging hard against her, all man and muscle and intensity. She couldn't believe she had let this happen. She hadn't been able to stand Lucky in high school and now she was on the edge of orgasming all over his elegant leather seats.
He removed his hands and smoothed her dress drown. He pulled her up and tucked her boobs in her dress, gently cradling her breasts in each hand as he brushed her nipples and looked into her eyes. She licked her swollen lips and tried not to faint.
"Ok, not here. That was your free pass. Next time, you'll show me your secret."
Macy gaped at him. He knew she was hiding something.
Chapter 4
Lucky
L ucky could have killed her. She was all of his wet dreams in one and right as she was ready to explode in his hands, she stopped herself. Why would she deny herself such pleasure? The way she had gasped when he mentioned her secret made him all the more determined to learn what she hid. Like a dog on the hunt, Lucky would find it out. Her scent was on his hands, on him, and he wanted to bury his face in her pussy and lick the juices that dripped down her legs. He could all but taste her sweetness, and his cock throbbed with wanting to thrust himself deeply inside her. He breathed shakily and checked his watch. They were almost at the airport so it was for the best anyway. He handed her a
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