Perfect Picture [The ShadowDance Club 7] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Avery Gale

he didn’t watch were they were going he was going to drive right off the road and that was going to attract more attention than they needed.
    “Show me how you pleasure yourself, baby. I want to know exactly what you like and I want to hear you scream my name as you come.” He wasn’t surprised to see her glance up at him quickly but then move her fingers to her soaking folds. Her quick acceptance of his command spoke volumes about her desperation. “You are beautiful, all spread out for my viewing pleasure. You’ve made me so hard, baby.” Her breaths were coming in short pants and he only wished he could reach over and run his fingers through her wetness. “Now, use your fingers to draw circles around your clit. It is already peeking out from under its hood seeking attention. That’s it, make the circles just a bit smaller and now give that ripe berry a firm squeeze and come for me cara. ”
    Her screaming his name had been the absolute sweetest torture in the world. He’d wanted nothing more than to stop and lick away all her honey he’d seen steaming out of her pussy. But since it just wasn’t a reasonable option, he’d make do by giving her his handkerchief. He hated that she had to clean herself up because as a Dom he had always considered that his responsibility and right. When he saw Ilaina start to put the soiled cloth into her purse he held out his hand and smiled to himself as she reluctantly handed it over. Her eyes went wide when he brought it to his nose and inhaled the scent of her release and growled. “This is just going to have to hold me over until I can get you alone, my love.”
    Once they’d cleared the entrance gate they’d picked up a couple of tails and he was not at all surprised. The government was likely trying to make sure they could get the best propaganda material possible and he was fine with that—it was the extra witnesses to them spiriting away a child that he could do without. Giving her the signal to move closer, he spoke in very low tones. “We’ve got company now and since we don’t know how sophisticated their listening devices might be we’ll need to be discreet, cara. ” She nodded her head in understanding.
    Smiling at him with mischievous intent she asked, “How much further to our first site? I’m anxious to get some great shots before we lose this light.” He grinned at her. Damn she was something else. She was going to hit the ground running on this thing and he was going to feel like a real ass for having doubted she could handle it.
    “I’ve got a small map in the outer pocket of my bag. Grab it and you’ll be able to see the spots I’ve chosen. But if you see something else you’d like to try, let me know and we’ll check it out.” He knew she would understand that if she happened to spot the school’s bus before he did, he wanted her to speak up.
     
    * * * *
     
    Ilaina was so tired she wasn’t sure she had the energy to even get out of their small van again. They’d taken pictures at five of Noah’s pre-selected sites and hadn’t seen a hint of Myla’s group or Drake Foster. No one had been where they were supposed to be and she was hot and running on fumes. Just as she was about to ask if they were going to have to give up they rounded a small copse of trees and the bus came into view. Ilaina felt a wave of relief wash through her and sent up a silent prayer of gratitude. Suddenly, finding herself re-energized she was almost vibrating in her seat when they managed to park right beside the bus.
    She spent a couple of extra minutes freshening up her makeup in order for Noah to have a chance to make contact and work out a plan with the sisters who were responsible for the group. As she was looking in the compact mirror she noticed a truck pull in to the small parking area and had to smile when she saw Drake Foster unfold himself from the cab. She didn’t even want to think about how he’d known the exact moment to show up. Thinking