Ride him

Christian was a stubborn man, he kissed me for a while when we realized there was no place for him to get away with it. The club was busy.

He didn't stop dragging me away until he reached the empty parking lot. There was a black SUV parked to the far side where it was hidden from sight. I asked him whose car it was, but the words died in my mouth when he took out the car keys and opened them effortlessly. Earlier he came with a sports car. This meant the man had another car here

“Are you going to resist me, Shania,” he muttered as he made me sit in his lap. We were at the back of the car. He didn't have something with car seats, and they extended and left enough space for me to straddle in his lap

“If my touch disgusts you, why did you come with me all the way here,” he whispered and snaked his hand around my neck in a way that had me sucking in my breath. I hated how he managed to control my feelings and urges. How I was craving him since that morning we kissed and made out. I was a