Laughing, I whispered, “Sully, aren’t we going to say goodbye to everyone?”
His long strides ate up the distance to his truck. “Hell no.”
I jogged to catch up with him. “Why not? We’re being rude. And I left my Tupperware from the cookies over there.”
“We can get it later,” Sully said, moving even faster, like we were in danger of being called back at any moment. Which, considering our track record of late, I understood. I was grateful I’d left my purse in the truck when we arrived. One less thing to worry about.
Sully opened the passenger door and helped me up before heading to his side. As he slid in the truck, slamming the door behind him, he leaned over and placed his hand under my chin, tilting it up so that my lips could meet his for a light kiss. “Because if we went back it would be an hour before we could actually get out of there. Remember, I’ve seen you and my sister saying goodbye at parties before.”
“But…”
“And babe, just saying, I want to get you home before you change your mind.”
I pulled back. “I amnotchanging my mind.”
“Great. Let’s go.” He pulled out, luckily not spraying any gravel once he reached the drive.
We drove in silence for a bit. The feeling in the cab confused me. There was the pent-up energy that, hopefully, would finally be released when we got to his house. But there was also an awkwardness, a feeling that I had done something wrong. I tried to put my finger on what it was.
Sully glanced over at me, then snaked his hand out to grab mine as he drove. “Want to tell me what’s on your mind?”
“I’m not sure.”
I watched the smile break out on his profile as he kept his eyes on the country road and his hand squeezed mine. “You’re not sure what’s on your mind or you’re not sure you want to tell me?”
Rolling my eyes, I leaned back in the seat. “I’m not sure what’s on my mind. I feel like I’m about to get in trouble.”
“Mags, that’s because we just left a party, and everyone saw my truck pull out, and they all know you are in it with me. You’re probably freaking inside that beautiful brain of yours that everyone knows where we’re going and why.”
My eyes rolled so hard I wondered if they might pop out. Apparently, I had decided to channel my teenage self. “Sully, that is so not true.”
Sully turned in to his drive and came to a stop near his house. “Which part isn’t true? The part about what’s bothering you or the part about everyone knowing we’re minutes away from a horizontal type of dancing? Because knowing you for as long as I have, I’d argue both are completely true.”
“Sully…,” I began but then felt my phone vibrate. I glanced down to see a text from Emma.
Emma:You and Sully certainly made a quick exit. I don’t need too many details because, eww, but I’m cheering for you both from here.
My stomach danced with nervousness. I looked from my text, back to Sully. “Shit, you’re right. They know.”
Before I could completely freak out with the realization that he was right and that he knew my brain better than I apparently did, Sully was at my door, tugging me from the truck. He pocketed my phone and pulled me against him.
“Hey, my phone…”
“Babe, nope. No phones, no people coming to interrupt. None of it. I’ve waited for weeks to be back here with you. To have you in my bed. To see that gorgeous body of yours below me.” He ran his lips down my neck, then back up near my ear. “To taste you.” His lips found mine. “I’m going to get it through your stubborn brain, Maggie. You. Are. Mine.” With that, his lips opened over mine and took my breath with them.
I melted into his kiss, opening my lips and letting his tongue inside. I wrapped my arms around his torso, pulling him closer. I was both turned on and felt completely safe at the same time. It was too much, and I could feel my knees begin to buckle.
Before I could just slide down his body to the ground, he reached down below my ass and pulled me up. My legs wound around his waist, and he began walking toward the house. My inner voice tried to come up for air, reminding me that this was just to release some pent-up energy, that we were still just friends, but friends that got to have sex. That was perfectly acceptable, right?
20
As You Wish
Sully
Time seemed to melt away as Maggie’s mouth caressed mine. Picking her up, she wrapped her legs around my waist, pressing against me. I walked to my house and somehow got us through the door while I proceeded to kiss every inch of skin I could find.
Ranger went out to do his thing while my mouth devoured hers. I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe. All my focus was on Maggie and the hums of pleasure coming from her.
