Derek's apartment building was all glass and steel, expensive and modern, located in the heart of downtown. He'd texted me the gate code during the drive, along with a message that made my thighs clench: Park in visitor spot 12. I'll be waiting by the elevator. Wear nothing but your coat. I stared at the text for a long moment, heart hammering. Then I pulled into spot 12, killed the engine, and did exactly what he asked. I stripped off everything—dress, bra, panties—stuffing them into my purse. My nipples were already hard and aching, my cunt dripping down my thighs. Then I buttoned my coat and stepped out into the parking garage on shaking legs. Derek was leaning against the elevator bank, looking like sin in dark jeans and that fitted henley. His eyes raked over me as I approached, and a slow smile curved his lips. "Good girl," he murmured. "Did you do what I asked?" Instead of answering, I unbuttoned my coat just enough for him to see my full, heavy breasts and my hard, achin
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