“I don’t live far from here. You can do this,” his breath teased her ear. “You’ve had so many difficult things thrown at you, and you have done so beautifully. You can do this, Suzanne.” She bit her lip and looked out the window, determined not to move her hips in supplication. He removed his hand, adjusted her clothes again to his satisfaction, pushed her knees slightly apart, and after a brief moment, started the car again.
As the vehicle pulled out onto the main road, Suzanne stared at a spot on the dashboard. Maybe they couldn’t see inside, she rationalized. After all, it was night and the windows were tinted. She tried to not look at any of the passing cars, afraid the driver might sense her eyes on them and turn to see who was looking. Michael placed his hand on her upper thigh and absently caressed her as he drove, letting his hand leave only to shift the car. The ride seemed to take forever.
Michael took the exit off the freeway and entered into an affluent downtown neighborhood. Without so many cars about, Suzanne was able to relax as much as she could with her arms aching and the warm leather of the seat sticking to her uncomfortably.
He pulled into a driveway. A large white house stood before her. A rather modern building that had been divided into apartments, with separate staircases to each. He turned off the car.
Michael reached up to undo her wrists. Suzanne waited for him to liberate the second one. “Lean forward” he muttered into her ear as his lips grazed her hair. She did, only to have her hands brought behind her back and be fastened again in this manner. Her head fell forward, shielding her face, as she tried not to moan in despair. His hand soothed her back and then came to button up her shirt. He smoothed the skirt down around her legs again and undid her seatbelt. He exited the car and came around to her side. He opened the door, and took his jacket off. As he lifted her to her feet, he swept his coat across her shoulders, effectively hiding her fastened wrists. He shut the door and locked the car with a small beep from his alarm.
Taking her arm he led her to the building. She looked up the long expanse of stairs and with his aid took the first step upwards.
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