His hand stroked along my back, but it was his index finger that sparked my attention. The intimate way in which the digit moved in a circular motion around the curvature of my hips was very suggestive of the way it could similarly stroke another part of my body. 

Remembering we had company, I momentarily cleared my throat then stepped away from his reach. Daniela leaned against the wall, eating up the spectacle of Kendall's relentless seduction.

"Alright, Daniela. I'll be back in a few hours." I told her, while Kendall and I walked towards the elevator.

She nodded, shooting me a canny wink and sigh in the process. Before the elevator doors closed, I playfully stuck my middle finger at her. Once Kendall and I were alone, he gave me another heated once over.

"Hm." He hummed, staring at me with a dangerous look that caused me to internally whimper.

His tall frame moved forward, effectively trapping me in the corner of the elevator. While one of his arms rested above my head, he gently gazed down at me. I knew I desperately wanted to kiss him, but I also feared that someone would catch us partaking in an unsightly exchange.

"Not here, Kendall." I warned, just as the elevator reached the ground floor.

He surprisingly accepted the warning, intertwining my hand with his and leading us out of the luxury building. Opening the rear passenger door to a tinted Black Range Rover, he allowed me to enter first. From the opposite side, he emerged and sat unnecessarily close, so that our thighs were brushing. 

Rolling up the partition, he purposefully separated us from the eyes and ears of the driver just as the car began to move. I questioned what he had in mind, but, when he didn't make any immediate moves, I eventually allowed myself to relax.

"Where are we going?" I asked, peering out of the window to stare at the moving buildings.

Rather than respond, one of his hands smoothly rested on my thigh, stroking it at a feverishly slow pace. My attention spontaneously shifted to his fingertips that were now stationed in between my legs. I wondered for how much longer I could resist his flattering temptations anymore than I already had.

"You know, I've been thinking. Perhaps the length of this dress isn't necessarily a bad thing. It just makes it that much easier." He probed, successfully distracting me.

"Easier for what?" I reiterated, as his hand inched higher along my leg, leaving a heated trail along the deserted path.

"Do you really want to know the answer to that?" He brought his lips unbearably close to mine, so that we were essentially inhaling the same air.

"Yes." I murmured, surprising both myself and him.

"Sasha, don't fucking tempt me." He cautioned, driving me insane with his callousness.

When he realized I was serious, he ripely flipped me onto his lap, causing me to straddle his waist at the same time the car went over a hump. My body consequently jolted upward, evoking a strained moan from the both of us at the pleasurable feeling the thrusting motion had initiated. 

As a result of the motion, my dress had ridden all the way up my ass, revealing a white thong. I attempted to bring the short fabric back down to cover my butt, but Kendall's hands protested the action. Instead, he pulled me towards his chest and proceeded to grip my exposed lower cheeks.

"I want to try something with you." He admitted, as his sultry lips nipped on my ear.

One of his hands trailed to my stomach, slowly venturing lower along my navel until his fingers were a measly few centimeters away from my center. My eyes were glued to his hand, awaiting the foreign feeling of him touching the one part of my body that desired him most.

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