𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧 || 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐚

One

Rosé Park nearly dropped her car keys when a strong arm caught her around the waist and a hand clamped over her mouth, muffling her surprised yelp. Heart hammering crazily, she struggled to reach her driver's side door handle, then froze when her attacker's lips brushed against her ear.

"Unicorn."

The nonsense word immediately turned her body to jelly as fear of real injury dissipated. Anxiety and anticipation remained. She had known to expect that this could happen at any time, and now that the big night had arrived, she hoped she could go through with it.

The woman behind her spoke again. "Unicorn, darling." She removed her hand from Rosé's mouth. "Unicorn," Rosé repeated in a voice that quavered more than she preferred. "Understood."

"Good." The arm around her waist tightened, jerking her back against a body that felt leaner and stronger than her own. "Now we're going to get in your car and you're going to drive us where I tell you to go. Then we're going to have some fun together." The woman moved the hand that had covered Rosé's mouth to her breast, kneading her roughly through her shirt. Her heart rate, which had steadied somewhat, took off again. It had been more than four years since anyone had touched her so intimately. The caress felt foreign and almost unbearably personal. But this was her fantasy scenario down to the most exacting, minute detail - exactly as she had described it to Joy at the Xtreme Encounters agency. She was about to live out her dirtiest, darkest desires with a stranger, to give up the control she held on to so tightly in her daily life. It was one thing to masturbate to this fantasy and another to actually experience it. She hadn't known how she would react to this brand of real-life make-believe, but she couldn't deny the flood of arousal that her abductor's hands had unleashed.

The woman seized her nipple and twisted sharply. "Get in the goddamn car."

Gasping, Rosé stepped forward and opened her driver's side door. She eased onto the leather seat, grateful that none of her colleagues had stayed at the office late enough to witness this scene. The last thing she needed was to have someone call the police.

She couldn't imagine being forced to explain that this was consensual -that she had, in fact, paid for the privilege of being accosted. Choosing to be abducted from her workplace had been a risky decision, but the heightened sense of danger sharpened her arousal.

The passenger door opened and her abductor folded herself into the seat. Nervously, Rosé chanced a sidelong glance, curious about the woman with whom she would be spending the night. If possible, definitely someone tough - a woman she could honestly believe might steal her away for an evening of rough, dominant sex. A woman confident enough to say the crude words Rosé knew would make her wet. This woman was smaller and leaner than expected. With long honey-blonde hair, she wore a form-fitting T-shirt that showed off her abs. Pretty was an understatement. This girl was breathtaking, maybe even dangerously so.

She was perfect.

Rosé inhaled sharply when the girl gripped her upper thigh, squeezing hard. "Start the car, sweetheart."

Hands shaking, she fitted the key into the ignition and turned it to bring the engine to life. "Where are we going?"

"Don't worry about that for now, good girl." The woman moved her hand between Rosé's thighs, cupping her gently through her pants. "Go ahead and get on the highway, heading north. I'll tell you when to get off.

"Rosé eased out of her parking spot without looking over at the woman who touched her so possessively. It took every ounce of her concentration to drive them out of the lot and onto the freeway. Teasing fingertips played along the seam of her pants, making it hard to concentrate on navigating through the dark. She had no clue where they were going, but she had a very good idea what would happen when they got there. Joy at the agency had asked her to write out the sex acts and dirty talk she wanted her escort to include in their encounter. Rosé squirmed as she mentally reviewed that list.