Nora moves immediately, turning away to open the car door. I lay a hand on her shoulder to guide her inside and take one last glance around the parking garage before following her.

The seat is clean and barely used from the looks of it. It’s also wide enough to comfortably seat three grown men. I feel a twinge of envy over it but it doesn’t last. A beige garment bag hangs from a bar above the door beside her and my lips twitch with inspiration.

“Take your pants off,” I tell her.

Nora bobs off the seat to push them down her ass.

“Slowly,” I add as I reach for my belt.

She does as she’s told, inching them down to rest by her ankles.

“Lay on your back.”

I pull my belt free but I keep it in hand. Nora shifts on the seat, pointing her feet at me as she eases down to rest her head by the opposite door.

“Give me your hands.”

She hesitates, her eyes bouncing from me to the belt.

“Do you trust me, Ms. Payne?” I ask.

She twitches slightly, giving it a moment’s thought before raising both of her hands.

I take hold of them, performing a simple knot to bind them together at the wrist. She sits forward, letting me pull them up over her head. I chuck the beige garment back to the floor and fasten her wrists to the bar.

Nora stares up at me, quivering with need and nervous fear and everything in-between.

I settle on the seat with my hands on her thighs. “How does that feel?” I ask her.

She exhales a shaking breath. “Good.”

“Do you like it?”

Her smile spreads, even if she doesn’t know it. “Yes,” she answers.

I hook my fingers into her panties. “Then, you’re gonna love this,” I say, sliding them to her ankles.

I move down the seat, positioning my face between her thighs. Her essence touches my nose and my mouth instantly waters for her. It takes all my self-control not to bury my face in her right now. I focus on her skin instead, brushing my lips along her inner thighs and teasing the sensitivity there.

Nora reacts as expected with labored breaths and quiet moans just for me. “Mr. Snow…” she says, requesting more.

I reach up her body to grasp her neck. “Shh,” I say. “You’ll come when I want you to.”

She squirms, raising her hips, and I tighten my grip to calm her.

“You want it that badly?” I ask. “Say it.”

“I want it,” she repeats.

“Beg me for it, then.”

“Please, Mr. Snow,” she says, speaking through the opening beneath her restrained hands. “I need it.”

I kiss her mound, taking a deep breath of her. “You need what?” I ask. “Be specific… and I’ll give you what you want.”

Nora bites her lip. “I need you to eat my pussy,” she says.

“Yes?”

“Fuck me with your tongue,” she adds. “Make me come for you.”

I reward her with a quick lap, just barely touching her clit. A moan falls free and her hips buck beneath me, wanting oh-so-much more. “You’re a very dirty girl, aren’t you, Ms. Payne?” I ask.

“Yes,” she answers.

“You’re going to come the second I touch this clit again, aren’t you?”

She nods. “Yes.”

I kiss her inner thigh, coming close to her slit but just barely. Her moisture covers the outer lips, enticing me enough to take just a little taste of her.

“Mmm,” I groan. I lick her again, coating the tip of my tongue. “You are so,” I steal one more taste, “delicious.”

“Mr…” she begs, her voice falling fast.

I plunge my tongue between, separating her folds to find her dripping, wet entrance waiting for me. Her flavor takes me over, bewitching every thought I have. I start fucking her pussy with my tongue, reaching in as far as I can but it’s not nearly as deep as I want to be.

Her knees twitch around my shoulders. She struggles to lie still, so I shift both hands to cup her breasts. They’re perky but not small. Just large enough for me to get a good handful of her. I feel her nipples poking my palms and I adjust my touch to pinch them through the fabric of her blouse, bringing sharp winces to her face.

I keep fucking her sweet pussy. I can’t stop fucking it. Every quick stroke brings more pleasure to her eyes and it’s my mission to see her explode. Her body pulses and throbs, just begging me to let it all end. I massage her tits and lap at her until the windows fog over and she can barely speak English.

“Beg me,” I growl.

Nora’s lips tremble. “Please,” she squeaks. “Let me come.”

I seal my lips around her clit and Nora screams. I watch her climax for me, experiencing the most beautiful side of her. I slide my tongue inside once more to feel her inner muscles squeeze it right back out again. Her orgasm is swift but painfully pleasant. I want to make her do it again.

“Mr. Snow,” she groans, her voice ruined with desire.

“Yes,” I say, lapping her up. “Good girl.”

I rise up, staying between her widespread legs. She relaxes a bit but I won’t let her rest for too long. I reach up to slide the belt free of the bar, leaving her wrists bound together.

Her hands fall to her stomach, weak and shaking. I touch her wrists, sliding a finger between her skin and the belt to make sure it didn’t get too tight for her.

“Take three breaths,” I tell her. “Then, sit up on your knees.”

Nora nods and closes her eyes while I inspect her wrists a little closer. I find a few red markings but nothing that will stand out to anyone not looking for them. She dug her nails into the belt and left behind tiny notches in the old leather. I smile, not mourning the future reminders of this scene one bit.

“Do these hurt?” I ask, running a finger along her pink wrists.

Her eyes flutter open and she exhales. “No,” she answers, taking in her second breath.

I release her hands, giving her control to rest them again. She stares at the ceiling above her and I admire the new flush in her cheeks and the glow on her skin. She needs this. She needs this badly.

“Nora,” I say, drawing her gaze. “What brought you out here? To Red Brick.”

She sits up slowly and leans on the door behind her. “A friend,” she says. “She told me it would help relieve my stress.”

I smile. “Is it working?”

A giggle falls from her lips as she breathes in again. “I’ll tell you tomorrow,” she says.

“That’s three,” I count. I raise a hand and prompt her forward with a finger twitch. “Come here.”

She shifts onto her knees like I told her to before. I sit down on the seat, motioning her over me and she moves into position above my groin. I’m tented already, eager and hard with anticipation and by the look in her eyes, so is she. She reaches for my zipper with bound hands without a word from me and I shift closer to give her a better angle. I push off the seat, letting her pull my pants down to my knees, but I stop her from taking them down any farther than that.

Nora stares at my cock and her eyes widen. It’s not the first time I’ve seen that reaction cross a woman’s face but it sure never gets old either. I lay a hand on the back of her head and comb through her bright hair. She wets her pink lips, preparing them to be stretched.

“Take your time,” I tell her, caressing her neck. “I want you to enjoy it.”

Her eyes flicker with desire and a little mischief. I may have underestimated how much fun Ms. Nora Payne can be.

She bends down, moving past my shaft to kiss near the base instead. I smile at each deep peck she leaves with her plump, wet lips and I rest back on the headrest.

Her tongue swipes my balls, forcing a soft laugh out of me, before she moves her tongue halfway up my cock. That warm breath and her wet touch make me clench. She’s toying with me the same way I toyed with her. I might explode the second I enter her fucking mouth.

“Good girl,” I tell her, grunting for more.

She moans, softly vibrating my glans, and I dig my nails into her scalp. Fuck, she feels so good. If her mouth feels this fucking good, I can only imagine what her tight cunt will do to me.

Her tongue touches my tip and I groan. Warmth throbs throughout my loins and my balls rise for release. I hold it all back, wanting so much more from her. I want to feel the back of her fucking throat. I want her to come while she’s sucking me off.

I move my hand down her back and rest it on her ass. She doesn’t seem to mind, as another moan slides from her lips as I squeeze her little cheeks.

“Keep going,” I say. “Don’t stop, no matter what I do. Understand?”

Nora makes eye contact and I look at her with the same mischievous glint she gave me. Her mouth opens and she lowers down to take my whole tip in her mouth. I flex my jaw, rocked with a pleasure I want to share with her.

I slide a finger inside her slick pussy. Her back tenses and her suction on me increases as she reacts.

“Keep going,” I remind her.

She grips the base of my shaft between her palms, holding it steady as she bobs her head. I sync my movements to hers, thrusting my finger in at the same speed she moves on me.

“Good girl...”

I give her a second finger and she moans again, vibrating her cheeks.

“That’s right...” I chuckle.

I press in, massaging her inner walls until I feel the spot that makes her moan even louder. She takes me deeper into her mouth, practically ravenous for it. My hips buck out of uncontrollable instinct but I hold back the urge to fuck her little face. I take it out on her pussy instead, twitching my fingers inside of her until she clenches with need.

I pull them out, keeping her on the edge. “Keep going,” I warn as her mouth slips off my dick.

She takes a breath and obeys me, still just as hungry for it as before. Any second now, I’ll coat the back of her throat.

“Where do you want it?” I ask her.

I’m giving her an option. I know where I want to finish but she’s been a very good girl so far tonight. I’ll let her choose.

Nora doesn’t answer with words. She takes me in deeper, pushing my tip as far into the back of her throat as she can.

My lips twitch. That’s where I wanted it, too.

I slide my fingers back into her perfect pussy. She picks up her pace, pumping my dick over and over again to make me fuck her just as fast.

I tense up, feeling release take over as her cunt tightens around my knuckles. I come with a groan, filling her vibrating throat as she comes on my hand. She slows down but continues bobbing on me until I’m done, catching every drop of cum along her tongue.

Holy shit.

She’s perfect.

Nora rises, gently pushing off my thighs with her bound wrists, and collapses onto the seat beside me. Her throat bounces as she swallows and she licks her lips.

Fucking perfection.

She silently wipes her cheek, breathing hard. She doesn’t look at me. Her face rests straight ahead but I can see that same glow on her cheeks.

I reach over to unwrap my belt from her wrists. “Will you make it home okay?” I ask.

Nora laughs, her head rolling over as she looks in my direction. “I’m sure I will,” she says. “Will you make it back to the club okay?”

“I’m sure I will,” I say. “As soon as I remember how to walk.”

We both laugh a little harder as we bend to find our pants. I zip mine up as she raises her toned legs to slide back into hers. I reach over to massage the back of her neck just behind her jaw, instantly feeling the muscles of her face and throat relax.

“Come back tomorrow night,” I urge.

She presses her lips together. “Maybe.”

“Do it.”

“Is that an order, Mr. Snow?” she asks with a smirk dancing at the edge of her mouth.

“Would it make a difference if I said yes?”

“No.”

I smile. “I want this, Ms. Payne. I think you do, too.”

“What exactly is this?” she asks.

“You want to learn, right?” I raise a brow. “Become my sub and I’ll teach you everything I know.”

She breathes a laugh. “This is so strange.”

“What about it is strange to you?”

Her fingertips swipe along her raw lips. “I barely know you,” she says. “But you want me to trust you.”

“I do.”

“How?”

“Come back tomorrow night and we’ll talk about it,” I say, adding a smile. “I think you’ll want to.”

“Why?” she asks.

“Look yourself in the eye in the mirror tomorrow morning and you’ll know why.”

Nora pauses, thinking to herself as she studies my face. “Okay,” she finally says. “I’ll think about it.”

I lean over, gently pulling her closer to me. I plant a soft kiss on her forehead and brush the blonde strands away from her eyes. Again, she looks at me with subtle confusion but excitement overwhelms it.

I push open the door and step out, doing a quick scan for others before turning back and extending my hand to her. Nora takes it and slides out, slightly wavering on her tired legs but she stands upright.

“Drive safe, Ms. Payne,” I say.

“You, too.”

I think to leave but I stand still, not ready to go yet. She doesn’t move either. Her eyes fall to my lips, whether she means them to or not, and I can’t resist just one more taste of them.

We kiss again, leaning our bodies against each other. She feels so good, digging her claws into me; mentally and physically. I don’t want to let her go.

But I wouldn’t say I’m compromised.

I pull back, breaking our kiss. “Goodnight,” I whisper.

Nora’s lips twitch. “Goodnight.”

Slow and steady, I tell myself.

I’ll get the client list. Alex doesn’t have to worry about that.

But I’m going to have a little fun first.