to a car

the man carries you out to his ferrari, complementing you on everything about you, from your golden hair to your sparkling blue eyes, working down until he's reached your perfect legs.

He tells the chauffeur to go to his private mansion, so that he can kiss you in the back seat.

By the time you get to his house, your tongues know everything about each other's mouths. You walk in, and quickly hurry to..

Written by little devil

His bedroom

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