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can understand if this is too much for you. I never expected you to accept my offer.”
Our car was quickly approaching the hotel where a horde of reporters, including Heather Rodin, waited out front.
“George, take us around the block one more time,” Chase commanded and we sailed right past the gawking reporters.
The Secret Service car followed closely behind us and Chase’s phone rang immediately.
“Everything’s fine. Don’t call back,” he shouted into the phone before he hung up and stuffed it back into his pocket.
“That’s just it,” I began. “I can’t stop thinking of our… arrangement as an offer. It feels cheap and dirty. I feel cheap and dirty.”
“I wouldn’t exactly call you cheap,” he replied with a smirk that quickly disappeared when he saw the shock on my face. “It was a joke, Larissa. The reason I love being with you is because I feel like I can be myself with you.”
“What about Katherine? Don’t you two ever have a decent conversation or laugh at each other’s jokes?”
“I told you Katherine is in love with someone else. Always has been.”
“How do you two keep up this charade? It must be exhausting. I mean, I’ve been with you a week and I feel like I’m going insane, second-guessing myself and my future every five minutes.”
Our car rounded the corner and he didn’t fight the inertia that carried him toward me. He grabbed my hand and I closed my eyes against the swelling tide of emotions flowing through me. I didn’t want to cry. I couldn’t cry with a dozen reporters waiting to ask Chase if he’d chosen a running mate yet. This was all too much.
He wiped the first tear from my cheek with his thumb then he kissed away the next tear. “I don’t believe in God, but every day I thank whatever force, be it the universe, fate, dumb luck, that brought us together.” I opened my eyes and he kissed the corner of my lips. “I’ll tear up that stupid NDA. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you here. But even if you decide to go back to L.A., I’m not giving up on you.”
I tried to swallow the lump in my throat, but my voice still sounded a bit strangled when I spoke. “I’ll stay.”
“George, take us on a detour. I need twenty minutes,” he called toward the pane of tinted glass separating us from the front seat.
He pulled me onto his lap so I straddled him then he unzipped his pants and entered me. I kissed him hard as I slid up and down, his hard cock filling me as his fingers glided over my hard nub. He moaned and I gasped as we bucked faster then slower then faster.
“Harder!” I cried.
He put one hand on each side of my waist to hold me steady as he pounded me from beneath.
“You’re so fucking hot,” he groaned, as he approached climax.
I quickly slid off him before he could come inside me then I got down on my knees and took him into my mouth.
“Oh, god,” he breathed, as his cock hit the back of my throat.
He tasted like the two of us and it made me so hot I grabbed the base of his cock with one hand and used my other hand to pleasure myself. I pulled down on the base of his cock to stretch the skin taut as I licked the tip, savoring the taste and caressing every ridge. I took him into my mouth again and pumped my head back and forth quickly, pushing myself to take him in deeper with every bob of my head. I rubbed the tip of his cock over my lips as if I were applying lipstick then I licked it from tip to base as if it were a Popsicle and he moaned with pleasure.
I took him into my mouth again and didn’t stop bobbing until he came into the back of my throat. I swallowed his essence, a slightly bitter, but nonetheless tasty, treat. I cast a sly grin at him as I sat back on the seat.
“Did you finish?” he whispered in my ear and I shook my head. “Then lay back.”
His tongue lapped softly at my clit and I clawed the leather seat as my body convulsed. “Oh, yes!” I screamed. “Yes! Yes!”
His arms were locked around my thighs to keep me from