Her brow puckered. “And that makes you feel better?”
“It reminds me to be a husband worthy of you,” I corrected, gritting my teeth as her inner muscles tormented me. “We all fuck up, and I know you wouldn’t leave me over a dumb mistake I made…” Though her eyes turned into slits, I murmured, “If we go upstairs, I’ll give you your gift now. We can even christen it.”
“Christen a gift?!”
I nodded.
“Definitely not a coin then. Hmm… But how would we get there?” She tightened those torturous muscles even more. “You can’t think I’ll let go of you now that I have you.”
The shudder that rushed down my spine at that claiming felt like the precursor to an orgasm.
“You always have me,” I ground out.
“I know I do.” She pressed a kiss to the tip of my nose this time. “I want to see my gift.”
My lips twitched into a grin. “I know how to get you up there without your feet touching the ground.”
“Did you turn into a magician when I wasn’t looking?”
“Maybe.” I grabbed the keys from the ignition, hissing as the shift in position had her clinging to me again as she resettled herself. “Hold these?”
She snagged them and tipped them between the deep V of her sweater dress. Seeing them peeking out of her bra was a fantasy I didn’t even know I had.
My woman adorned in the keys of my favorite vintage car?
Fuck emeralds and diamonds, teenaged Brennan would have wept in delight.
I tugged on her skirt, pulling it down as far as our current situation would allow.
At her cocked brow, I answered, “So you don’t get a draft up your ass.”
Her eyes lit up with amusement. “Your dick too.”
“You’ll just need to make sure I don’t get too soft then, won’t you? Up to the task?”
Her muscles tightened again. “My Kegels are stronger than your biceps.”
Snickering, I grabbed my cell and tapped onto one of Conor’s apps that allowed me to check out the secure area. Seeing that all was well, I opened my door. The mellow warmth from the heated garage hit us both, but for whatever reason, it only seemed to amplify the heat where our bodies connected.
I swerved my legs out of the footwell, grabbed a hold of her ass, then did a visual of the parking garage before carefully surging into a standing position.
“You really are a magician,” she praised breathily as I managed to get us out of the vehicle without falling on our asses.
A second glance around confirmed what I knew to be true—we were alone—but a man triple-checked when he held a treasure in his arms.
“Ready?”
She pushed her forehead against mine and moaned with each step I took. “FUCK,” she bit off, her teeth finding my bottom lip as she tugged on it hard enough for them both to part and for her to slide her tongue in deep.
Camille fucked me there because she knew if she rolled her hips, that’d be game over—no way would I screw her in the parking lot when it was this open and not secure enough for my liking.
She delved between us to snag the keys and wafted the secure keychain at the elevator console. Once the doors opened, I herded us inside.
As soon as I pinned her to the wall, it was game over. My hips jerked back as I fucked my dick into her. Her delighted hiss had my eyes turning into slits.
“Feel good, baby?”
“You know it does.” She whined, her pussy pulsing and fluttering around me.
