Free City of Sin by Ivy Smoak

the main event, are you?"
    "Should I be? What are you planning on doing to
me?" Her voice was wispy with desire.
    "What do you want me to do to you? What's your wildest
fantasy?"
    She bit her lip in thought. Her wildest fantasy was me. It
was written all over her face. Soon it would be my cum dripping down that
pretty face.
    "Tell me more about yourself, Mason."
    I scowled at her.
    "We have a few more minutes to get to know each
other."
    "What do you want to know?"
    "Do you have any siblings?"
    "I don't see why that's important. But yes, I have a
younger brother."
    "Does he live here too?"
    "You mean in the city?"
    She nodded.
    "Yes."
    "What about your parents?"
    "What about them?" What's with the rapid fire
questioning?
    "Do they live near you?"
    "They live closer to you, actually. On the upper west
side."
    "Are you close with your family?"
    "Close enough."
    "You don't like answering questions do you? So
mysterious."
    "There won't be many secrets between us soon. By the end
of the night I'm going to know every curve of your body and everything that
makes you tick. And that's all I need to keep you crawling back for more."
    "That's all superficial. Maybe I'm ugly on the
inside."
    "I don't think so. You're quite charitable with those
lips, Bee." I smiled as her face turned crimson.
    "You know what I mean," she continued.
    Damn it, what is taking so long? This had to be the
slowest taxi I'd ever been in. I glanced in the rearview mirror. The cabby was
staring at Bee's tits. I gave him a fuck off look and put my arm across her
shoulders.
    I leaned over to whisper in her ear. "You worry too
much, Bee. Maybe I can make you relax." I lightly bit her earlobe. A soft
moan escaped from her lips. I licked the inside of her ear, caressing her
softly.
    She grabbed my knee.
    "You liked my fingers, driving you insane."
    "Yes," she whispered.
    "Better than any dick that's been inside of you."
    "Yes."
    "And my tongue, driving you over the edge."
    "Mmm." Her whole body seemed to quiver.
    I moved my tongue behind her ear and she tilted her head to
the side.
    "Are you wet for me, Bee? Ready for my cock to spread
you wide?"
    She moaned.
    "I'm going to claim every inch of you. You'll never want
anything but my cock inside of you."
    Her fingers dug into my skin.
    "I'll show you how close the line is between pleasure
and pain. You have no idea what you've been missing all these years." I
bit her earlobe once more and leaned back in my seat.
    She looked up at me with pleading eyes.
    "We're almost there, Bee." I pointed out the
window.
    Bee's jaw dropped as soon as my place came in view. That's
right, I'll be fucking you with views of Central Park.
    "That's where the mysterious Mason Caldwell lives?"
She smiled, but her smile vanished almost as quickly as it had appeared. She
turned away from me and looked out the window.
    "Wait till you see inside, Bee." Wait until you
see what I'm going to do to you inside.

Chapter 18
    Bee
    It felt like my heart sunk in my chest. Caldwell . I
knew I had recognized that name. I stared at the towering building as the cab
came to a stop outside. Why me?
    "The wait is over. I'm going to fuck you so hard you
won't be able to walk for days," he whispered in my ear.
    I pushed my thighs together. My heart was beating so fast. Shit .
    He slid over to the side and stepped out of the taxi. He
closed the door and began to walk around the cab. Mason fucking Caldwell .
    I pushed the lock down on my door. "West 96th
Street!"
    The driver just looked back at me.
    "Go, now."
    "Ma'am are you sure..."
    "Please! Just go!"
    Mason reached for the door handle just as the taxi driver
stepped on the gas. Mason slapped the window with his palm.
    "Bee!" he yelled at the top of his lungs.
    As soon as the taxi pulled away from the curb, I regretted
it. I was still wet from Mason's naughty words. Was he really as good as he
said he was? I turned around and looked out the back window. Mason was standing
in the middle of the street, staring at the