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first stroke.   But
he leaned his body over me and grabbed my hair, pulled my head back until his
lips were against my ear.   “Don’t
come yet, baby,” he rasped.   “Not
until I say.”
    I whimpered, hoping he would pull back on
the pressure, but he didn’t.   He
kept fucking me, faster and deeper, his balls hitting my ass.  
    “I’m going to blow a nice big load in
you, do you want that, baby?” he demanded.
    “Yes,” I groaned.
    “When you feel me shoot inside of you, I
want you to come, do you understand me, Charlotte?”
    “Yes.”   He hand was still on my hair, and he pulled back and slapped
my ass nice and hard.
    I yelled out in pain and surprise, but my
pussy got wetter.
    “Come for me, Charlotte,” he
commanded.   “Come on my dick,
baby.”   I did as I was told, a
second later feeling the first shot of his seed filling up my pussy.   He kept pistoning in and out, in and
out, until I’d gotten every last drop of his come.
    He slid out of my slowly and collapsed
onto the seat across from me.  
    I sat up and pulled my skirt down, then
searched the limo floor for my panties.  
    Noah buttoned his pants and looked at me
through hooded eyes.   “You really
shouldn’t be wearing such revealing outfits, Charlotte,” he admonished.   “You’ll get all kinds of attention that
might lead to bad things.”
    “I’ll take my chances,” I said.   I was still out of breath, still
exhilarated by the fact that he’d called me into his limo and fucked me. It
meant he still wanted me, and even though it was wrong, I liked it.
    Noah reached over and pushed a button on
the console in the arm rest next to him.
    “Yes?” the voice came.
    “We’ll be taking my guest home now,” he
said.   “Do you remember her address
from this morning, Jared?”
    “Yes, sir.”
    “Thank you.”
    He clicked off and I stared at him,
aghast.   “We’ll be taking my guest
home now?” I repeated incredulously.
    “Oh, I’m sorry.” He was pulling a bottle
of water from a cooler that was attached to the side of the door.   “Did you have somewhere else you were
planning to go?”
    “No, I just…”   I trailed off, looking out the window so he wouldn’t see the
hurt in my eyes.   I enjoyed having
sex with him.   I did.   It was amazing and wonderful and
physically the greatest pleasure I’d ever felt.   But to be just called into his limo like this and then
brought home?
    I blinked back a few tears and took a
deep breath.   You’re being a baby,
I told myself.   He’s a beautiful,
rich man who could have any woman he wanted.   You saw that girl in the picture.   She could have been – probably was – a model.
Noah hadn’t made any promises to me, he hadn’t told me he wanted to be with me
in any way other than a sexual one.
    It was my decision to get down on my
knees and suck his dick like some kind of unpaid prostitute.   So if I should be upset with anyone, I
should be upset with myself.
    I blinked a few more times until my eyes
were clear.   And then I realized we
were in my neighborhood.   This
whole time I’d thought we’d been driving around aimlessly, that Noah had told
his driver to waste time.   But
instead, we’d been heading toward my neighborhood, like Noah had always known he
was going to be sending me home.
    I was mad now.
    And not just at myself.
    “Would you like some water, Charlotte?”
Noah asked me.
    “No.”
    We were getting closer to my apartment,
and I couldn’t wait to get out of there.   I couldn’t wait to leave him in his stupid limo with his stupid driver
and his stupid everything.   I never
wanted to see him again in my life.   I was already opening the door as the limo slowed to a crawl.
    I stepped out onto the sidewalk and
rushed toward my building.
    I heard Noah call my name, but I ignored
him.
    I fumbled with the key to my front door,
cursing the fact that I lived in a three-story walk up and not one of those
fancy apartment buildings that