Chapter 17

It happened. 

I can’t believe I’m even able to form the words in my head, but it happened. The way his hands held me, the way his eyes locked into mine as if I were the only thing he saw, the way every wall between us seemed to crumble in the heat of the moment. It was real. I finally got to feel him inside me with this massive cock throbbing as he thrusted harder and faster inside me. 

There are no words that can capture it, not fully. What passed between us wasn’t just physical, it wasn’t just need or desire, it was something deeper, as though all the unspoken feelings we’d been circling around had finally found their release. I felt whole. 

And now, as we stepped out of the lavish place together, the night air cool against my flushed cheek, I clung to him as though letting go would make it vanish into some dream. His arms wrapped tightly around me firmly, while his other hand tucked me closer. 

The driver pulled the car to the curb, and Scott gently guided me into the backseat, making my chest ache. Once inside, I slid across the seat until I pressed against him again. It wasn’t even intentional, I just couldn’t seem to stop touching him. My fingers sought his hand, tracing absent lines along his skin, while my head rested against his shoulder. 

The city passed us in beautiful streaks of gold and silver, but all I noticed was him. 

He glanced down at me, his lips curving into a smile. “Are you okay? You’re quiet,” he murmured, his voice still thick from the intense moment we shared a few minutes ago. 

I bit my lip, struggling to find words. Finally, I whispered. “I don’t know what to say.” 

“Then don’t,” he replied, leaning to press his lips against my temple. “Stay like this.” 

I melted into him, sighing as his warmth enveloped me. “I like being close,” I admitted, my tipsy haze loosening my tongue. “I don’t think I want to stop.” 

“You won’t have to,” he said firmly, his hand sliding down to entwine with mine. “Not if I have a say in it.” 

I lifted my head to look at him then, to see if he was teasing or half-speaking, but his expression was serious, though softened by the lingering tenderness of champagne and intimacy. His thumb stroked across my knuckles, and it sent a shiver through me. 

“You mean that?” I asked quietly. 

His gaze locked on mine, steady and unwavering. “I don’t waste words, Sabrina. When I say I want you close, I mean it.” 

My heart thudded, uneven and reckless. I leaned into him again, unable to stop my lips from brushing against the line of his jaw. “I don’t want to waste words either.” 

The car was suddenly filled with silence, but was heavy with the rhythm of our breathing, the steady thrum of the engine, and the quiet ache of wanting more even though we’d already crossed the line. My hand slipped from his and slid to his chest, tracing the firm lines beneath his shirt, then finally, my hand dropped to his crotch as I grabbed and rubbed his cock softly. I could feel his cock throb as he started getting hard. 

“Sabrina...” he growled in a low and soft voice, but his hand covered mine instead of pulling it away. 

I giggled softly, pressing closer. “What?” 

“You’re testing me.” 

“Maybe,” I whispered against his ear. 

His arm tightened around me, pulling me flush against him, and for a moment, I thought he would lose the restraint he was barely holding onto. Instead, he exhaled sharply, shaking his head. Then he leaned forward, tapping the partition that separated us from the driver. 

“Find somewhere quiet to park,” he instructed. 

“Yes, sir,” the driver responded, his tone neutral. 

The car turned down a quieter street, weaving away from the bright lights and more secluded roads. My pulse raced as anticipation coiled tight inside me. My body was buzzing, my mind unable to think of anything except the man whose arm was wrapped around mine. 

Finally, the car slowed to a stop in a shadowed corner, away from the main road. The driver cleared his throat softly. 

“We’ve stopped, sir.” 

Scott’s gaze never left mine as he leaned forward again. “Step outside for a few minutes,” he said. 

“Yes, sir.” The driver opened the door, slipping out silently and closing it behind him. Through the tinted glass, I could barely make out his silhouette as he walked a few paces away. 

The moment the door clicked shut, all the restraint Scott had been holding onto unraveled at once. 

His hand came up, cupping my face, his thumb brushing across my cheekbone with a tenderness that made my breath catch. “Do you know what you do to me?” he asked, his voice rougher now, stripped of the polished control he usually carried. 

My lips parted, but the words tangle in my throat. I shook my head faintly, my hands clutching at his jacket as though I could anchor myself. “Tell me,” I whispered. 

His eyes darkened, his thumb sliding down to trace the curve of my lower lip. “You undo me, Sabrina. Completely. And you’re too young to be this—” 

“Young to be what?” I cut in. 

“I thought you were an innocent girl,” he smirked. 

“Guess I’m not so innocent after all,” I breathed. 

That was all it took. 

His mouth crashed onto mine, cutting off my words in a rush of heat. The kiss was nothing like the tender ones, it was desperate. I gasped against him, my fingers tangling into his hair, pulling him closer, needing more. 

The seat creaked beneath us as I shifted, turning toward him fully, pressing myself against him. His hands roamed, sliding down my back to pull me even closer until there was no space left between us. 

I clung to him shamelessly, my lips parting under his, letting him take everything he wanted because I wanted it too. My body burned. Between kisses, I murmured his name. 

“Sabrina,” he groaned back, his voice breaking against my mouth as his hands tightened around me. 

I broke the kiss just enough to whisper against his lips, my voice trembling with both nerves and need. “I don’t want this night to end.” 

His forehead pressed against mine, his breath ragged. “It doesn’t have to.” 

And then his mouth claimed mine again, deeper. His fingers found their way under my dress, and my goodness, did magic happen.