“Let’s get home,” he said.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Gideon
My erection wasn’t going away. I tracked Autumn into the house like a fucking panther. I wanted to get her inside and get my hands on her again.
“And this one time, Eleanor didn’t win for over two months at weekly bingo, and me and a few of the other teachers almost gathered a pool of cash to bribe the bar to let her win.” She giggled. She hadn’t quit talking since we’d left the school. I liked hearing her rattle on, but mostly, I used the lilting cadence of her voice to fuel the desire pumping through my veins.
I kicked the door shut behind me.
She bent to take her boots off. “None of us could figure out how they’d do that. I mean, we’d have to bribe the other players. So then we thought, what if we all go and play and just keep our bingos to ourselves. Would that help?”
She was about to step away from me, but I caught her wrist and spun her toward me.
Her lips were parted when I smashed my mouth to hers. I didn’t hesitate to sweep my tongue inside.
Fuck, she was sweet. We’d each taken a mint from the admin office on our way out, but it wouldn’t matter if she’d bathed in garlic sauce. I would lick every inch of her up. One thing I knew after that kiss in her classroom—I could not take one more night sleeping next to her without my dick getting itself in trouble.
A needy groan left her. Good, we were on the same page. I lifted her, fucking loving the way she twined her legs around me. This girl didn’t hold herself back and I needed her open and willing tonight.
“I’m taking you to the bedroom.” I took a step and had to wait until the pressure against my shin let up. Stepping on the cat would kill the mood. “And I’m going to fuck you until my name echoes off the walls.”
“I told you the kid thing is off the table.”
“It’s not about a kid. It’s about you and me. Do you want me to fuck you, firecracker?”
“Yes,” she moaned as she kissed a path down my neck. Energy knotted itself tighter around my muscles. I was stiff as a board and it wasn’t just my cock.
She pulled back, uncertainty in her eyes. “So this is?—”
I paused in the hallway. “Just you and me. No deals.”
She flicked her tongue out to lick her lower lip. “Might as well, right?”
Did she have to talk herself into it? “Why waste an entire month?” Or I’d fucking explode. Sleeping in her bed, right next to her, for weeks would be sheer torture.I’d resort to jacking off and lose the control I prided myself on.
Desire lit her eyes and her legs around my hips tightened. “An entire month.”
“I’ll be inside you every fucking day.” I continued to the bedroom. When I crossed the threshold, I aimed straight for the bed—the way she pressed against my erection demanded it, but then I remembered the cat. I kicked the bedroom door shut too.
Crossing to the bed, I laid her down. She dropped her feet from my waist to the covers, but I was cradled in the juncture between her thighs.
I kissed my way down her neck as I tunneled my fingers under her dress to start tugging her leggings down. She gasped and half sat up, knocking her chest against my head. An oomph gusted out of me and I sat back on my knees, blinking.
“Oh my god, I’m sorry.” She grabbed my head between her hands and inspected me. “I didn’t take any teeth out, did I?”
I never laughed when I had sex, but I chuckled. What an odd feeling—to be so turned on yet find humor in her caring reaction. “No. The only way your tits would make good weapons is if you smothered an attacker.”
“I don’t know if that’s a compliment.”
“Trust me. It’s a compliment.”
Her soft chuckle cut off. She lowered her hands. I almost put them back in place. She reached over to flick on her bedside lamp. Soft light washed over us.
She sucked her lower lip between her teeth, her gaze anguished. “I don’t have any condoms.”
As blood ever so slowly rerouted to my brain, I understood the issue. She wasn’t pushing the babyagenda on me, but she had been ready to have a baby. So, she likely wasn’t on birth control.
