A smile tugged at my lips. “It was you.”
She seemed surprised by this. “Wait. That’s it?”
“Yep. All day.” With my hand by her head on the back of her seat, I reached across to brush her soft, golden-brown hair from her shoulder. “And you’re probably all I’ll be thinkin’ of tonight too...” I breathed in and smiled. “But I promise I’ll try not to disappear into my head from here on out.”
Her face lit up with a smile before she scooted over in her seat and leaned even closer. Kissing my lips once. Then twice.
“You’ll run me late if you keep kissin’ me,” I muttered, accepting a third kiss as her smile grew.
“What are you thinking now?” she asked, searching my face as she left her lips parted.
“A lot of things,” I breathed. My heart was slamming uncontrollably in my chest as I peered into the crystal blue of her eyes. Then raked my gaze down to her mouth, her bare shoulders. Lower.
Mischief and a little apprehension flashed in her eyes, and she rose to her knees, face inches from mine. She kissed me slowly a fourth time, nipping at my bottom lip. My hands slid to her sides and her hands gripped my shoulders gently before she moved into my lap. The sudden contact sent blood rushing straight down as my lower stomach constricted.
I dragged my hands down her petite frame to her thighs, palming the smooth skin there as she straddled my legs. Her newfound confidence and boldness to explore made me groan softly against her lips. She brought her hands to my face, lips never leaving mine as I rested my head back. Allowing her to take this where she wanted it as she rolled her hips with curiosity, moaning softly.
I said I would wait but holy shit that sound.
I felt like I was about to explode, in every sense of the word, as all thoughts left my head. I had fucked her with my fingers before, I knew how she felt; knew how wet she could get. Imagining that around my cock had me straining against my jeans.
The noise she made in response flicked something in my head and my hands slid further beneath her thighs. I cupped her ass and slid her forward, angling her perfect body directly on top of what she was doing to me.
She whimpered at the sensation of me hard against her, bringing her arms around my shoulders and spreading her thighs a little further. I dragged my mouth from hers and down over her jaw, peppering her skin with messy kisses before I sucked on her throat.
“What do you want me to do?” I hummed onto her skin.
“I don’t— I don’t know,” she panted.
Take it slow.
I kissed her lips again and gently leaned her back. She didn’t refuse, arching away from me as her back came to rest on the steering wheel. Watching me through hooded eyes while the strap of her dress fell from her shoulder. I curved my hands around to her inner thighs—
A horn blasted through the air and Lily squealed, lurching forward into my chest after she accidentally pressed into the center of the steering wheel. She brought herself right back to my lap, almost sending me over the edge as I gritted my teeth.
“Fuckin’ hell,” I breathed, glancing down at her in disbelief as she rested her head against my shoulder, covering her mouth as she began to giggle.
Cockblocked by my own car.
“I’m sorry,” she cringed, laughter still fluttering on every word.
“No, you’re good. Just,” I adjusted my hips, "don’t make any sudden movements.”
She laughed softly but moved carefully to sit on my thigh instead, tucking her hair behind her ears as she looked everywhere else but down.
That was why I was willing to wait. Lily’s first time wouldn’t be in my car, she deserved better than that. I wanted to make it special. Even if the raging boner pressing into my leg wanted otherwise. I could deal with that later.
I cleared my throat, but my voice came out huskier than expected. “Go on a date with me.”
She smiled a little, straightening with interest as I absentmindedly traced circles into her thighs with my fingers.
“Just the two of us though,” I said pointedly. “I’ll pick you up after work tomorrow.”
Her smile grew, and I found myself wanting to remember every detail of that moment; her hair a mess as she straddled my thigh, the naked, smooth skin of her exposed shoulder where her dress strap remained unfixed. She was radiating with beautiful happiness.
“I’d like that,” she said softly.
Chapter 54
