“Make it hurt.”
Fucking glorious.
I don’t need to touch her to know just how wet she is. I can smell her weeping pussy in the air, and I’m already salivating.
I stretch my fingers up beneath her hat. The tips of my nails scratch her skin, and watching her eyes close makes me wish I could reveal part of my true self to her already. I tug her head back and incline my own, breath skimming across her throat. If she could see my mouth now, my teeth daring to elongate just to leave a scratch…Shit. Her racing pulse is apparent, and my own dances in response. I press my lips to her skin, and each kiss up her throat makes her grip my shirt tighter.
If this is the reaction she’s giving me for a few neck kisses, I can’t fucking wait to see her undone later.
She straightens, and I loosen my grasp in her hair. The tension around us has the air steaming. I wrap my arms aroundher waist and pull her hips flush to mine just so she can feel the state I’m in.
“Oh,” I hear her gasp.
“What happens if you don’t go back?” I rasp.
“I get fired. Which won’t work because even though you’rereallyhot and I might lose my mind in the next few hours thinking about what you’re going to do to me later, I also have a mortgage to pay.”
The realness makes me scoff. “Does this mean you want me to stay?”
“If you go anywhere after teasing me like this, I’ll hunt you down.”
My head tilts, eyes drifting to her lips again. “Teasing…” I move my left hand down her hip, across her thigh, and beneath her skirt. My digits skim her stocking-covered panties, making me curse under my breath at her warmth. She sucks in a breath, legs tightening around my hand.
“Promise me you’ll clench those beautiful thighs like that on my face later,” I say, lips brushing hers.
“Promise,” she breathes as her eyes close. “If you keep doing that, I’m going to come now.”
It’s a challenge, though I don’t know if I want her going back into this bar satisfied. I want her pulsating when she thinks about me. I want every time she looks my way, she forgets her own name.
My pressure against her pussy intensifies as I move my fingers. She shifts her hips against me, a quiet groan leaving her. I can already feel her wet spot against her panties.Fuck.
And just when I think she’s almost there, I stop.
Her eyes fly open. “I… You’re not…”
A smile lifts my mouth before I lean in to gently kiss her cheek. “I’ll finish you when your shift ends.”
Chapter 7
Juniper
Ican’t even think.
What the hell just happened, and how did we end up making out after just talking about lighthouses and… what else did we even talk about?!
I’m a zombie walking back into the bar. Don’t ask me how I got back behind it. I’m numb, but not from the cold. Entirely distracted. I think Chester said something as I walked hand-in-hand with Nick through the kitchen, though I can’t be sure.
He’ll repeat it when I go back to get an order if it was important.
God, I can still taste the cinnamon on Nick’s breath.
Nick’s touch lingers like fire on my palm when he releases me at the edge of the bar. My heart is pounding. I need a minute to regroup, to put my customer service mask back on and do my job.
“Hey, you good?” Jasmine asks, her hands on my arms.
“Hm? Yeah. I’m fine.” I blink out the images of Nick holding me tight, his hand in my hair, lips on my throat. “Actually, I need a minute to go to the bathroom,” I admit.
Jasmine snorts. “I got you, girl. Go fix that lipstick.”
