Chapter 4: I'll Be Your Mistress

Leah's POV

The leather seats of Carson's Rolls-Royce feel cold against my thighs as I slide onto my knees between his legs.

"That's my girl," he breathes, fingers tangling in my hair. "God, you're perfect."

Perfect. Right. If only he knew what I'm really thinking as I wrap my lips around him.

I ...

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