5

He didn’t need much persuasion. Once my request had passed my lips, he was kissing me again, muttering dirty nothings against my mouth and praising my body like a faithful disciple. No man had ever spoken to me like this one did, and I feared I could get used to it.

He told his friend, who had a hand up some girl’s top, we were leaving and that they’d catch up on Monday. Then I was dragged from the club with the grace and elegance of a toddler on ice skates.

The second we reached higher ground, his phone started ringing. At first he ignored it in favour of kissing me while we waited for a driver, but had to take the call when it came in a second time.

“I’m sorry,” he lamented. “Just…just one minute.”

“It’s fine,” I assured him. “Really.” I’d been interrupted from much worse in my life. A phone call in the middle of a kiss was nothing.

“As soon as we’re at mine it’s going in a drawer for the night.”

I giggled, accepting one more kiss from him before he paced a few steps away, phone already pressed to his ear.

I decided to check my phone as well. I had a number of messages from family, some wishing me happy birthday and bidding me good luck with the future now I was out of Dad’s grasp. Others weren’t so nice but I didn’t pay them any mind. I refused to be trapped in a society that belittled women and treated them like chattel.

I had a sweet one from my brother Kelvin, which read:

‘Happy Bday lil sis. I know you’ll be good out in the big wide world but don’t be a stranger. I’ll always bail you out if you need me to n I promise I won’t tell da ;) love you Rae-Rae x’

I texted back that I loved him too and expected him for a visit at my new house next week. He just sent back a thumbs up.

The email I was really waiting for, though, was the one from Sara at WolfeTech. They were offering me the job. THEY WERE OFFERING ME THE JOB!

I switched back to my messages and texted Emmy:

‘Guess who’s got her first big girl job!! Lunch on me tomorrow! Stay safe, text me in the morning xxxxx’

I didn’t bother waiting for her reply knowing she was still in the club underground.

“What’s that smile for?”

I whirled around to find my suitor for the night holding open the back door of a black saloon car. He looked so relaxed, so at ease standing there, other hand in his pocket. Fuck, I wanted to mount him and ride him all fucking night.

Skipping over to him, I said, “Just got some good news, that’s all.”

“Yeah? Worth celebrating?”

“With champagne,” I teased, and slipped into the car under his arm.

He laughed, following me inside. He settled into his seat, slouching a little with his legs spread apart. He cast a lazy look my way, the hint of an animal in his eyes. I wanted him unleashed.

“Why are you all the way over there?” he asked when the car started moving.

I shrugged playfully. “This is my chosen seat.”

His pupils dilated. “Wrong. From now onwards, your only seat is here.” He pointed at his lap. “Come.”

It was like a preview of what he had in store for me.

Well, two could play that game.

I crawled on all fours to him, my uncaged tits swaying with each turn of the car. He groaned, running a hand over his mouth.

Delighted by his anguish, I used his shoulders for support and swung my leg over his lap, straddling him. He found my waist immediately, steadying me. And then he started touching me. Everywhere. My thighs, my stomach, my arms, my tits.

He scooped the neck of my dress low to expose my breasts, nipples standing to attention for him, and buried his face in my cleavage. He kissed, licked and sucked every inch of them, turning me into a whimpering mess. I grinded my hips over his hard-on, relishing the friction, the heady sensation it caused me. My hands were in his hair and his were squeezing my ass again.

Nothing about this was sophisticated. It was sloppy and carnal and I wanted more and more of it.

The car rolled to a stop before I’d had my release.

“No,” I whined, staring out the window at the looming apartment building.

He lifted his head up and kissed me, my face between his hands. “Don’t worry, gorgeous. You’ll get what you want when we’re inside. And trust me, I don’t think once is gonna be enough.”