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Chapter 142 

Madison 

His eyebrows rose slightly when he encountered no barrier. “Well, well. What have we here?” 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said primly, staring straight ahead. 

“No?” His fingers slipped between my thighs, finding the evidence of my arousal. “You’re soaked, Madison. Is this for me?” 

I bit my lip, refusing to answer. 

“Did you take them off in the bathroom?” he asked, his voice husky as his fingers explored my 

wetness. 

“Yes,” I admitted, my breath catching as his fingers slid between my folds. I refused to give him the satisfaction of knowing I’d done it for him. “Don’t read too much into it.” 

“No?” His thumb brushed against my clit, making me jerk in the seat. “Your pussy seems to be telling a different story.” 

I bit my lip to keep from moaning. “My pussy doesn’t speak for me.” 

“Give them to me.” 

“What?” 

“Your panties. I know they’re in your purse.” His fingers continued their maddening exploration.” 

Hand them over.” 

With trembling hands, I reached into my purse and pulled out the lace panties, now damp with my arousal. I hesitated before placing them in his outstretched palm. 

Alexander brought them to his nose, inhaling deeply. His eyes darkened as he locked his gaze with mine. “Fuck, you smell good.” 

My cheeks burned, but I couldn’t look away. There was something primal about watching him scent me like that, 

“Open your mouth,” he commanded. 

“What? Now? Why would I-” 

Before I could finish, he leaned forward, his free hand gripping my jaw. “Open. Your. Mouth.” 

I parted my lips, more out of shock than obedience. In one swift movement, he stuffed my dampened panties into my mouth. 

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“Mmph!” I protested, the taste of my own arousal flooding my senses. 

“Keep them there,” he ordered, his voice brooking no argument. “Consider it a reminder of what happens when you disobey me.” 

His hand returned to my thighs, pushing them wider apart. “Spread your legs. Show me that pretty pussy.” 

With the fabric muffling any protests, I complied, my skirt riding up around my waist as I shifted my 

position. 

“That’s better,” he murmured, his fingers returning to my wet heat. “So fucking wet for me.” 

He slid two fingers inside me without warning, making me arch against the leather seat. My muffled moan was barely audible behind the makeshift gag. 

His thumb circled my clit as his fingers pumped in and out. “Your pussy is practically sucking my fingers in.” 

I nodded, unable to form words with my mouth full of lace. My hips began to move against his hand, seeking more friction. 

“Look at you,” he said, his voice filled with dark amusement. “So eager. So desperate.” 

His fingers curled inside me, finding that spot that made stars explode behind my eyelids. I whimpered, feeling my orgasm building rapidly. 

“You want to come?” he asked, increasing the pace of his fingers. 

I nodded frantically, my thighs beginning to tremble. 

“Too bad.” 

Without warning, he withdrew his fingers completely. I made a noise of protest, my eyes flying open to find him licking his fingers clean, a smug expression on his face. 

“Mmph!” I glared at him, my complaints muffled by the panties still stuffed in my mouth. 

“You look so fucking hot right now,” Alexander said, his voice husky as he finished licking my arousal from his fingers. “Desperate. Needy. Just how I like you.” 

I narrowed my eyes, trying to convey my frustration without words. 

“We’ve got five minutes before we reach the office,” he said, checking his watch. “Just enough time for you to suck my cock.” 

My eyes widened. Was he serious? In the back of a moving car? 

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He reached forward, gently removing the makeshift gag from my mouth. “Here, you might want these back.” He handed me my damp panties with a smirk. 

I gasped for air, my jaw aching slightly. “You’re unbelievable.” 

“And you’re wet as fuck,” he countered. “Four minutes now. Better get to work.” 

“What if John sees?” I whispered, glancing nervously at the privacy partition. 

“He won’t. And even if he did, he’s paid very well to be discreet.” Alexander leaned back, spreading his legs. “Clock’s ticking, Ms. Harper.” 

I hesitated for only a second before stuffing my panties into my purse and sliding to my knees on the floor of the car. The leather was soft against my bare skin as I positioned myself between his spread legs. 

“This is insane,” I muttered, reaching for his belt. My fingers worked quickly, unbuckling it and pulling down his zipper. 

“No, this is what happens when you disobey me,” he replied, lifting his hips slightly to help me pull down his pants and boxer briefs. 

His cock sprang free, thick and hard, already leaking at the tip. I wrapped my hand around the base, feeling it pulse against my palm. 

I stroked him slowly from base to tip and leaned forward, my tongue darting out to lick the pre–cum from his tip. The salty taste made my own pussy clench with need. I swirled my tongue around the head, teasing him. 

“Fuck, Madison,” he groaned, his hand coming to rest on the back of my head. “Stop teasing and suck it properly.” 

I took him into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks as I sucked him deeper. His fingers tangled in my hair, guiding my movements. 

“That’s it,” he hissed. “Take more.” 

I relaxed my throat, taking him deeper until I felt him hit the back of my throat. Tears sprang to my eyes as I fought my gag reflex. 

“Good girl,” he praised, his voice tight with pleasure. “Such a good fucking girl.” 

His praise sent a thrill through me, making me work harder. I bobbed my head faster, my hand working what wouldn’t fit in my mouth. 

“Shit, your mouth feels amazing,” he groaned. “Almost as good as your tight little pussy.” 

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“Fucking hell, Madison,” he growled, his grip tightening in my hair. “I’m going to fuck your mouth now. Tap my thigh if it’s too much.” 

Before I could respond, he took control, thrusting his hips up as he pushed my head down. His cock hit the back of my throat repeatedly, making me gag slightly. 

“Relax,” he commanded. “Breathe through your nose.” 

I followed his instructions, relaxing my throat and breathing steadily through my nose. Tears streamed down my cheeks, but I didn’t tap out. 

“Fuck, I’m close,” he groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic. “So fucking close.” 

Just when I thought he was about to cum down my throat, he pulled out completely. 

“Not yet,” he said, breathing heavily. “I’m not wasting my cum in your mouth today.” 

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a tissue, handing it to me. “Clean yourself up. We’re 

almost there.” 

I took the tissue, wiping my mouth and the tears from my cheeks. My jaw ached pleasantly, and my core throbbed with unfulfilled need. 

“What about you?” I asked, gesturing to his still–hard cock. 

“What about me?” He tucked himself back into his pants, zipping up with some difficulty over his erection. “I’ll deal with this later. After the meeting.” 

“And what about me?” I pressed, my pussy practically dripping at this point. 

He smirked, adjusting his tie. “You’ll wait. Consider it part of your punishment.” 

“That’s not fair,” I protested, smoothing down my skirt as I climbed back onto the seat. 

“Life isn’t fair, Ms. Harper.” He checked his reflection in his phone camera, ensuring he looked presentable. “And neither am I.” 

The car slowed to a stop outside Knight Industries. 

“Ready for the meeting?” he asked as if we hadn’t just been engaged in oral sex seconds ago. 

“As I’ll ever be,” I muttered, gathering my things. “With no underwear and a soaking wet pussy. Thanks for that.” 

“You’re welcome. Now, put on your professional face. We have work to do.”