Page 147 of Dangerous Encore

Damn, these jeans are fuckinguncomfortable.

I bring my attention back to the road. Well, as much as I can manage. "Now touchyourself,baby."

This time, she complies. She leans back into her seat, moving her hips in tiny circles. Her dress is still covering her hand, but Icantell.

It's in her groans. In her eyes. In the sighs that fall offherlips.

I focus on driving enough to pull off the freeway and take a main street up into the neighborhood in thehills.

There are rows and rows ofhouses.

But there, at the top, there's a scenicoutlook.

It's privateenough.

We're halfway to the secluded spot when Lacey's eyesblinkopen.

She takes in our surroundings then looks to me. Those gorgeous brown eyes of hers fill with anticipation. "You'regoingto?"

"I'm going to do whatever the fuck I want with you." No one is around. It's safe to take this further. I push her dress to her waist. "Did I tell youtostop?"

"No… I…" She nods as she rubs herself with her middle finger. "Mal,I…"

"What,baby?"

"Ineedyou."

"I know, baby. Show me how much. Show me how you want me totouchyou."

"But I'll… Okay… I…" Her expression is hazy.Needy.

She slows her movements. Makes them light. She's barely touching herself, but her breath is stillhitching.

She'sclose.

And I'm a man of my word. If she comes, I don'tfuckher.

But I can't take that possibility. Not tonight. Not when she needs me thisbadly.

I wrap my fingers around her wrist and bring her hand to my lips. This time, I savor the taste of her middle finger. Every fucking inch of it. Every fucking dropofher.

"Take off your bra and play with your tits," Idemand.

She nods as she pushes her sleeves off her shoulders. Off herchest.

She reaches around her back, unhooks her bra, slides it off her shoulders, and drops it on the floor next to herpanties.

She's topless in this carforme.

Without her pantiesforme.

Touching herself where anyone can seeforme.

Fuck, the feeling of all hertrust.

It does somethingtome.

It takes thirty seconds to pull onto the secluded street. Another thirty to get to a quiet enough spot. Another thirty to best position the car forprivacy.