Chapter 5
He pulled away from her and turned her around to face him properly. He stared into her eyes then nodded once. He looked over to his apparent bodyguard and nodded to him. His bodyguard gave him some signal before walking out of the club.
'Get your coat.' He said abruptly.
Ada just walked over to Linda and whispered, 'See you on Monday.'
Linda gasped as she whispered after a smiling Ada, 'You old dog!'
Mandy just looked glumly but did not say a word. Linda had torn into her and she just wanted to go home soon now that the real prize was clearly going away with Ada.
Ada walked quickly to the cloakroom to get her coat then walked outside to a tinted Rolls Royce. Instinctively, she knew he was the owner and her instincts proved right as the bodyguard walked round to open the door for her and she stepped into the car.
Immediately she sat down, the man grabbed her and kissed her fiercely.
She surrendered, opening her mouth and letting his tongue in. He licked and sucked at her bottom lip before sliding his tongue across hers and stroking her inner mouth.
She moaned into his mouth as she stroked her tongue against his.
Then he stopped and pulled away, 'Won't you even tell me your name?'
Ada opened her mouth then shut it back. This was just a one-night stand so what was the point telling him her name.
'Does it really matter?' She replied.
He looked at her again, as if he was staring at her properly. His gaze went from her hair to her eyes then to her lips before going back to her eyes.
'No I guess not, but I think it's a bit proper to know the name of the girl who I'm going to be fucking soon. If you want, I could tell you my name first.'
She quickly shook her head, 'That's not necessary.'
'Oh but I think it is.' He interjected smoothly before leaning in and nibbling her ear. He whispered into it softly, 'I want you to scream my name out when I make you come again and again and again.'
Ada dragged in a shuddering breath as she visibly wilted against the cool leather seat.
'I'm Ada.'
He hummed into her ear as a finger trailed across the top of her dress and dipped into her cleavage.
'Ada? Emphasis on the last syllable? I've never heard it pronounced that way before but I like it. I'm Tarquin. My friends call me Paddy though.'
Ada pulled away from him and stared into his eyes. Why was he being so polite?
'That's interesting, but I won't actually call myself your friend so why should I call you Paddy?'
Tarquin shrugged as he leaned back against the car seat, 'Just making conversation, I guess.'
Ada arched an eyebrow, 'Wow, do you always 'make conversations' with random girls you pick up?'
Tarquin gave a tight smile at that, all jolliness removed from him. 'Let's get one thing clear, I don't pick up random girls. I saw you, thought you were stunning and things got heated on the dance floor that's why you're in my car. I understand the whole wanting to get over your ex-fiancee by fucking someone else but cut the whole tough routine out. Frankly, it does not suit you and it's turning me off a bit.'
Ada widened her eyes in shock. Had he just had a massive go at her? Normal guys would have been thrilled at the one night stand experience but he wanted a proper conversation and introduction before the whole deed. She was offering herself to him on a platter with no strings attached and he was turned off?
She smiled coolly at him, 'I see I made a mistake and I apologise for wasting your time. Now if you could drop me off somewhere where I could get a cab, I would be delighted.'
Tarquin shook his head wearily, 'You're upset. That's understandable as I was rather rude. I apologise for that, but there's no need for us to end this so sourly. Just stay and we'll...pick up from where we left off.'
Ada let out a snort, 'Are you having a laugh? Look, I try not to be so crass usually, but it's evident that you're well-off; what with the Rolls and the bodyguard and VIP and whatnot. Normally, if you met a girl at a club who you took a fancy to, you'd be worried about if she was going to be a hanger-on after the display of wealth as she wouldn't want to let you out of her clutches. Well, here I am offering a clear, no-strings attached shag between us and buggering off after everything and you insult me then give a half-hearted apology then expect me to...what, place your head back on my neck and give breathy moans while you nip away? I've just been five years with a guy who I practically gave my life to and who did the creep-walk on it. Now, I opted to go out for a bit of fun, perhaps a quick nookie afterwards and what do I get; a foiled nookie that's what. Stop the goddamn car and let me out.'
She turned round to the front of the car and made to slide open the partition dividing them from the driver.
Tarquin placed a steadying hand on hers, 'That won't be necessary. Clearly I was wrong for wanting to treat you with a little bit of respect by getting your name off you and chatting a bit so you won't feel like a whore. That's obviously a bit too much 'conversation' when all you wanted was a, how did you put it, nookie. Consider yourself righted.'
With that he bent his head and sucked on her neck furiously. She gasped as warmth flooded her pussy. Half of her wanted to push him off and demand to be let out, but the other half reminded her that this was what she wanted.
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