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find a way to shut that pretty mouth up.” I lean into her body like she’s secretly begging me to, resting one hand behind her and one hand around her waist.
    “That’s a very backward compliment,” she breathes out, and I can tell she’s fighting an inner battle with herself, which, if I do this right, she’ll soon be losing.
    “Backward? Are we talking positions already? Because we have yet to go back to that roller coaster comment.” I lean my body into hers only holding us up with my hand behind her. Her body stills as she sucks in a breath. She’s focusing on my chest, and I can’t tear my eyes away from her mouth.
    She arches her hips into me and feels the hard bulge now formed. She gasps lightly as her body squirms to start a rhythm with mine.
    “Ceci,” I growl, tilting her chin up to make eye contact with me. Her expression isn’t fear, but desire, and I can tell she’s feeling the same way I am—desperate and hungry for more. I lean in and bring my lips to her ear. “As much as I want to fuck you against this car, I promised you a presentation tonight.”
    I lean back and kiss the corners of her mouth. She simply nods, and reluctantly, I pull away to grab the door and escort her into her seat.
    As soon as I begin driving, I grab her hand and place it in mine. She rests it on my leg, which is probably the worst fucking spot for any contact.
    The drive is comfortable and quiet as we listen to music. I watch her out of the corner of my eye and see her sinking into the seat as she patiently waits for us to get to our destination.
     
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    Walking in with a beautiful girl like Ceci doesn’t go unnoticed by the rest of the men sitting nearby. They’re like vultures ready to jump on their prey and rip her apart for themselves.
    I rest one ankle on my knee as I wrap my arm around her, claiming her. I dip my face into her neck and whisper, “You better stay close before you are eaten alive by the rest of the audience.”
    Before I pull back, she turns her head and responds, “Maybe I like being eaten alive.” She cocks a smile.
    My head falls back as I groan. “You’re killing me,” I growl close to her ear. “I’m going to sit here the entire time with a hard on.”
    Her eyes immediately go to the noticeable tent in my pants, and she laughs. “It must suck to be a guy,” she teases.
    “You think you’re the only one that can play this game?” I breathe into her ear, and she shivers against me. “That’s what I thought.”
    The lights dim as the speaker walks on stage, welcoming and thanking everyone for coming. Luckily, no one is sitting close to us, giving me a green light for what I’m about to do. I casually move my arm and lay it against her bare thigh. I squeeze tightly as my fingers inch up her leg, pushing her dress up with them. I can tell how aroused she is from the way she squirms under my hand. Heat radiates between her legs as my fingers continue rubbing against her.
    Her hand grabs mine as she tries to force it off her leg. She barely has any strength against my hand, and it’s comical as I watch her try. “What’s the matter, sweetheart?” I whisper, letting my tongue vibrate against her ear. “You think it’s funny now?”
    I slip my pinky inside the lace of her underwear and her breath catches. She sinks lower into her seat, no longer fighting me. Another finger slips in and pushes her panties out of the way.
    I lean in as I whisper, “Tell me to stop, Ceci. If this breaks your rules, tell me to stop.”
    Her eyes are closed, and I can tell she’s fighting with herself to say the words. Her mouth parts slightly as she sharply inhales. I work my fingers harder against her, making sure that I’m not obvious as to what I’m doing to the people behind us, but that only gets me harder knowing we’re in a public place.
    “Bentley,” she finally breathes out. Her tiny voice whimpering my name just about makes me come undone. I’m ready to sweep her out