Ramsey Security (Ramsey Security #1-3)(93)

Not missing a beat, I point out, "I didn't hire you. Mom did."

"So you don't care?"

"I want to go on a date. I haven't been on one in years. When was your last date?"

"A week before I took this job."

Leaning down, I nuzzle her hair. "You're lying."

Saskia tips her head back and brushes my lips with hers. "I want to choose the restaurant."

"After you mind f*cked that reporter bitch, you can have whatever you want."

I'm only granted a small kiss before she makes her escape under my arm and hurries away. Saskia offers me a quick smile over her shoulder. I share the smile and adjust my stance to hide the erection throbbing in my pants. Fierce is a good look for her, and I can't get enough.





18


Brad

Playing Games

Hours later, Saskia appears in the hallway, wearing a gold and black checkered skirt, black tights, and a gold sweater. A picture of sophisticated beauty, she smiles at me casually. I suspect she knows my heart is racing.

"You look gorgeous," I murmur, stepping closer until I'm leaning over her as my fingers graze her cheek.

Our gazes lock for a long time. My fingers linger on her cheek, unwilling to give up the warm skin.

"Stop thinking of me naked," she whispers, frowning up at me.

Giving her a lazy smile, I imagine her perky tits cupped in my hands. "I wasn't, but now I am. Blame yourself for that."

Saskia ducks under my arm and begins walking. "We should go to dinner. The car is waiting."

I follow her to the elevator and step inside. Saskia glances at me, and I know where her mind has gone.

Groaning, I shift legs. "You've got me so hard."

"You can take care of that in the men's room at the restaurant."

"I might just deal with it in the car. You could watch if you like?"

Saskia struggles not to appear indifferent. I bend over and catch a tiny smile on her beautiful face.

"You could take the edge off in the car too if you want."

"I have no edge to worry about."

"Brrr. It sure got cold in here."

Saskia surprises me by laughing. The musical sound both makes my heart beat faster and my dick throb harder. This woman has me wrapped tightly around her finger.

The driver waiting for us downstairs is all business. He shuts the partition between the front and back once we're inside. Saskia waits until we're unobserved before she straddles me.

Smiling, I slide my hands up her skirt and cup the soft flesh of her ass cheeks.

"You call this hard?" she purrs, riding my cock between our clothes.

My lips seize hers, sucking hard at her tongue. Saskia wants to play, but my erection isn't a game. I'm nearly ready to tear through my pants.

"It's about to get messy," I murmur before sucking her tongue into my mouth again.

Saskia reaches down and pops the button on my black slacks. The zipper slides down next, and I feel her soft, warm hand stroke my cock.

"Shit," I murmur when she pops her lips free from mine.

"Your dirty talk needs some work," she teases, sliding off me and onto the limo floor.

"No," I say as she takes my cock with both hands and licks her lips.

"You're so timid for such a big man."

Grinning, I slide my fingers into her soft hair and enjoy the first lick of her tongue across the head of my cock. When she sucks me into her mouth and consumes me the way I did with her tongue, I nearly go f*cking blind.

So worked up after all her teasing, I don't last more than two minutes of her sucking hungrily at my cock. The feel of the back of her throat tightening around the head sends me over the edge, and I let go.

Saskia sucks wave after wave of pleasure from me until I'm spent.

The moment she looks up at me and teases the slit of my cock with her tongue, I'm ready to spread her out on the seat.

"Your turn," I say, reaching for her.

Saskia brushes away my hands and sits away from me. "No time. Besides, I'm not really in the mood."

Eyeing her while zipping myself up, I frown. "Liar."

"No, there truly isn't enough time," she says, smoothing out the wrinkles in her skirt.

I give her a little smile and lean over until my lips are at her ear. "We'll have plenty of time later."

"Assuming I'm in the mood at that point," she murmurs simply to mess with me.

"No worries about that, ice queen. I know a few tricks to get you wet, hot, and on all fours."

Saskia gives me a delicious look, and I'm ready to turn the car around. Unfortunately, we arrive at the restaurant before I can demand we return.

"I'll keep an eye out," the driver says once we step out of the car. "Keep your phone on."

All business, Saskia gives him a curt nod. I also nod at him, but he isn't interested in me. Saskia ignores me too until I take her hand as we walk into the posh restaurant.

"Don't forget we're on a date," I remind her.

Saskia licks her lips slowly. "That thought was just on the tip of my tongue."

When I narrow my eyes at her, she laughs. My horny irritation amuses her greatly. Holding her gaze, I think of her under me and imagine her tits bouncing from the hard f*cking. Based on the flush across her cheeks, Saskia is entertaining similar thoughts.