New York City Paranormals 3

Ren smirked, gently biting her neck. "Alright, but you have to sit on your hands the entire way. No touching yourself, and I want your skirt up," he said, gently licking the small mark he had left as he slid his hands up her body. Having the temptation dangling in front of her would make her even more excited, enough to make Ren really enjoy it.

"You are no fun," She mumbled, her teeth grazing his neck slowly before she grabbed her clothes and climbed into the front seat. She made sure he got a good view of her glistening core as she did.

Ren felt the heat tighten in his stomach when he saw her part her legs for him, more than ready to tease him past sanity. "Horrible vixen," he told her.Gently grazing his fingers over her nub before he slid into the front with her and started up the car.

Margarette leaned back in her seat and looked at him with heavy lustful eyes. "We better hope nobody is at the mansion, I don't want to get dressed." She purred at him, her hand walking towards his thigh so she could tease him slowly.

Ren hummed low in his chest. "Good, cause I don't want you dressed for the next twenty-four hours," he told her, flashing her a lustful look before he pulled out of the parking lot and drove quickly down to the mansions.

"Twenty four hours, huh? Is that how long you will be taking me Ren?" She asked him sensually, her hand continuing to tease his thigh slowly. "Cause that is kind of hot baby." She whispered as she leaned close to his ear. "So many sexual fantasies could be fulfilled."

"You know all you have to do is say the word,' he told her, sliding his hand over her heated thigh, focusing hard on the road as memories of her crying out in pleasure seeped into his thoughts.

"I think I am saying the word." Margarette whispered, her tongue darting out and licking his earlobe gently and grinning. "Keep your eyes on the road."

Ren gently rubbed her slickness, stroking her folds slowly. "Tease," he told her, driving down the street, aching to see the mansions come into view.

"Whose teasing who?" Margarette breathe, feeling her body shiver in response to his movements. How was she supposed to be serious about her teasing if she was so weak to him.

"I have to fight fire with fire after all," he said, slipping his fingers into her warm heat again. "Mmm, gods your so tight," he breathed, slowly moving and out of her, his erection straining against his jeans almost painfully.

"This isn't waiting." She murmured softly, her body trembling as she pulled away from him in a move that she already regretted.

Ren grinned and slowly pulled his fingers out of her and licked her sweet, wetness off of them as she watched. "No, but teasing can be more than just that," he said, catching her breasts lift with a soft intake of breath.

"You always need to have things your way." Margarette teased with an exaggerated roll of her eyes. Where were those freaking mansions?

Ren chuckled. "You love it in a way," he said, his eyes flashing when he finally arrived at the mansions.

"Now the fun can really begin." She murmured, opening the door slowly after having putten on his button up shirt and heels. She left her scattered clothes in his car, not really caring for them right now.

Ren smirked as he watched her dart up the stairs. His hungry eyes took in the site of her long, smooth legs before he grabbed his keys and rushed up after her. He grabbed her waist just before she reached the door and spun her around, kissing her as he pressed her up against the wall.

Margarette felt like she was melting against his body, her hands frozen before she knotted them into his hair and groaned softly. She was so ready to take him all night long.

Ren gave a soft possesive growl as he took her into his arms. He opened the door blindly and shut it behind them. He didn't care if there was anyone else in the mansion. He was having her, one way or another.

Margarette didn't even think about what their doing so freely inside the mansion. Her lips were searing hot against his as she let out a possessive growl of her own. Her legs wrapped around him as he picked her up. She wanted him and only him.

Ren slid his hands down to her bum and held her close to him. He made their way slowly to his room as he slid his hands into her back pockets and playfully squeezed her bum.

Margarette moaned into his mouth, her teeth pulling at his bottom lip in a not so gentle but sexy tug. It made her wonder if they would even make it to his bedroom? They weren't even near the stairs and she felt like she was a dog in heat.

Ren gripped her hips a little harder, grinding himself slowly against her bare heat. Even through the fabric of his jeans he could feel how slick and ready she was. His length strained almost painfully in his jeans, aching to be inside her again and again.

"Fuck," She growled loudly, her nails digging into his shoulders as she felt their hips create that friction she craved. But it wasn't enough, she wanted him to just take her already. "Take them off, please." She begged in a sexy groan.

Ren groaned deeply, bucking his hips shamelessly against hers as he finally pressed her against the door of his room. "Take them off yourself," he told her, grinning as he stepped inside with her.