Free Diamonds in Cream by Elsa Silk Page B

long. His weight and
the clutch of his hands kept me from hitting the roof.
    “You like that?” His voice was a whisper. “You like getting
your tits sucked ‘til you leak?”
    I whimpered and ground down into the seat. My pussy wanted
to be filled. My body had taken control and all thought evaporated.
    The car stopped and the thump of music throbbed through me.
Beady black eyes peered into the mirror, the driver’s gaze on my exposed chest.
Then the lick around my nipple and the harsh tug on the other jerked my
attention downward. Let the chauffeur watch. I didn’t care. I loved it.
    Devin nuzzled my white skin just beside the dark red nipple
jutting out at him. I was so hard and aching I thought I’d scream.
    All I cared about was that mouth. His red lips were wet and
puffy. It brought me such pleasure. It was my world, that gorgeous set of lips.
It was all I could see through my fuzzy vision. He snaked his tongue out and
slid it around the bottom of my stout flesh. Milk coated his tongue and he
groaned. But he held that way, open, letting it spill down his throat. Seeing
him drink from me brought me to the edge. My keening filled the car. He lapped
at me. Over and over. My eyes crossed and my vision blurred.
    “Now, baby. Momma needs it now.”
    His hot mouth sucked me in. My other breast spurted. I
grabbed at it, pulling and yanking to the rhythm he suckled.
    “That’s it. That’s it.” I murmured over and over.
    A gurgle came from Devin as he swallowed.
    My body bowed and my pussy shuddered beneath my skirt.
    “Hard. Suck hard.”
    He did. His hands gripped my thighs, pressing in at the V of
my crotch in, putting pressure on my clit, pushing in, out. In, out. My
stimulated pussy pulsed, clutching, seeking to be filled. His teeth pressed
into me. Blushing prickles covered my chest. The heaviness of my breasts became
pain and pleasure all together.
    With a scream, I came in a hot blinding flash. Milk flowed
everywhere. I shuddered and my thighs shook.
    For a moment, he held me in his mouth. The buzzing in my
ears quieted and the cool night air caressed my fevered skin.
    Then he sat back and straightened his clothes.
    My ragged breathing was lost in the cab. I closed my eyes
and floated in the aftershocks. When my body stopped quaking, I tried to pry my
eyes open to see him, but I couldn’t do it. So far, Devin was a stranger with a
husky whisper, a commanding presence and a wicked mouth.
    The pull of the music finally brought me around.
    “Ready to go in?” A deep baritone asked. Devin’s voice alone
could turn me on, if I weren’t so hot for it already.
    “Wait.” Sudden mild panic finally prodded me straight in the
seat. “I’m not sure we should go anywhere. My clothes are soaking wet.”
    “Take them off.”
    I gulped back a protest. He’d given me a command. I heard it
clearly. If he wanted to go all dominant, I could play it that way. The thrill
of stepping out of my life and living for the moment swept over me. I swallowed
and shrugged the shirt off my shoulders to let it fall on the leather seat.
    “The bra.” He directed.
    “You mean this slingshot?” I quickly reached around and
snapped it open. It did in fact shoot off me and hit the seatback in front of
me. I huffed a laugh.
    “Stunning, Cindy. I could sit here all night and stare at
you.”
    “You really like these milk jugs?” My tone was snide, as if
it’d cover my sudden vulnerability.
    “I do. Any man would. Come on. I’ll show you.” He opened his
door and still in the shadow of the car, he paused. “Stay right there. I’ll
come around.”
    As soon as his door shut, insecurity grabbed me by the
throat. As if he knew it would, he wasted no time opening my door. He must have
run to get around the car so fast.
    A gorgeous, strong hand reached in. He still wore all his
clothes. That crisp black tux. I knew he had great hands, a gorgeous mouth,
black hair, and some stubble that had given my tits a bit of a beard burn