Chapter 35

Madison

We took the private elevator down to the parking garage. A sleek black car waited in his reserved spot.

“No John today?” I asked as he opened the passenger door for me.

He slid into the driver’s seat with practiced grace. “Not today. I thought I’d drive us myself. We’re going out for breakfast.”

“Where to?” I settled into the buttery leather seat, trying not to think about how the soft fabric of my dress had ridden up slightly.

“You’ll see.” His hand found my knee, thumb tracing circles on my skin. “I know a place.”

The casual intimacy of his touch made my breath catch. Even this simple contact felt charged after our morning activities. His fingers crept higher, pushing the hem of my dress up incrementally.

“Mr. Knight,” I whispered, but it came out more like a plea than a protest.

His hand slid up my thigh, fingers brushing against the fabric of my panties. He rubbed my pussy lightly, making me gasp. The lace felt sudde