She was. Although unseen, Lindsey's eyes practically lit up with delight at the discovery of what a treat they had on their hands. Reaching out, he placed a hand on Eliot's wrist to stop him from going further.

With a final kiss along her neck, she had a necklace of hickies now, he regretfully pulled back.

"This isn't the place to deflower a virgin," he murmured. Internally smirking with the power to stop just when she started begging them not to. "A California King is a much better setting."

Dragging Eliot's hand out of her, Lindsey looked down at her wet mound then at Eliot's glistening fingers. Shamelessly, he pulled Eliot's hand forward and made a show of sucking that finger that had been inside her clean. He learned, little acts like that turned clients on, not that she looked like she needed more help with that.

Lindsey grinned at thinking she was going to be staining those expensive limo seats if she stayed wet all through the rest of the ride.