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painful.
    “ Stop. ”
    I let go of his cock, not wanting to.
    “ Lie down. Put your head on my lap. ” He spoke in short gasps, and I was pleased to see how I'd affected him. He was rock hard. I lay with my head near his cock and spread my body out along the seat.
    “ Limos come in handy for this sort of thing, ” he said and laughed.
    I laughed, too. Then he silenced me by tangling his fingers in my hair with a tenderness I couldn't believe was in a man like him. He played with it, wrapping it around his cock and stroking. Watching him do that almost drove me mad.
    “ Your hair is so soft, Lacey. I'm going to come on your face. ”
    “ Yes. ”
    “ Touch yourself while I do. ” He grabbed his cock firmly, and I whimpered, turning my head to flick my tongue against it once.
    I was putty in his hands.
    He stroked his cock up and down, staring deep into my eyes. I felt like he was seeing all of me, every last bit, including all my insecurities and failures.
    I told myself it was just foreplay. Nothing else.
    I swallowed at how far afield my hopes were already getting. That was dangerous territory with a man who could take what he wanted and then discard it. A man will billions of dollars had no need of a woman like me.
    As if reading my mind as he'd done earlier, he whispered, “ touch your pussy. Make yourself come. ”
    I closed my eyes, overwhelmed at the feeling I saw in his eyes, the desire that was all for me.
    He pumped his cock harder as I opened my eyes again and swirled my fingers over my clit, sighing as my own pleasure built. I imagined him inside of me, and my movements grew frenzied.
    “ I love watching you. ” He spoke in gasps. “ I'm going to come. Are you ready? Come with me. ” He wasn't making a request. He was commanding.
    I nodded. He released his seed on my face with a shout. At the feel of the salty, thick warmth on my lips, eyes, and cheeks, I cried out with my own climax, my pussy clenching over and over in waves.
    He looked down at me for a minute and smiled. “ Well done. ”
    I thought of how I must look with his cum on my face.
    “ Let me wipe that for you. You're so gorgeous, Lacey. ” He mopped my face gently with a fine, silk handkerchief he pulled out of his pocket. He'd never taken his shirt and sport coat off.
    “ Thank you. ”
    “ I mean it. I hope you know that. You will know that by the time I'm done with you. ” At this words, my stomach clenched.
    Done with me? I was beginning to think a year would never be long enough with him.
    “ We just pulled up at the airport. ” He threw the handkerchief in a little bag near his leg. “ You have some new clothes there. ” He pointed at a compartment in the middle of the row of seats in front of us.
    “ Thanks. ”
    “ Hurry. We don't have much time. ” His jaw clenched, and I sensed his mood had changed again.
    “ I will. ” I jerked the shorts and top on, and he dressed, too. The clothes fit me perfectly and were much nicer than anything I'd normally buy. I wondered how he'd known my size.
    Just as I was finished getting ready, his cell phone rang.
    He listened for a minute.
    “ Yeah. Right. Well, I'll deal with it when I get to Venice. Don't call me again. ” He barked the last sentence into the phone and jabbed a button.
    “ Everything okay? ”
    “ Far from it, but you knew that already. Let's go to Venice. ” He gave me a cold smile, and fear coiled in my belly. Would I survive this year with a man so sexy and volatile? Or was this all some kind of joke?
    I followed him out of the limo, ignoring every man but him. Venice, here we come.
     
     
     
     
    About the author: Thalia Frost writes erotic romance. Find out more at www.thaliafrost.com or Facebook: ThaliaFrost
     
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