Just as I’m about to pull away from the house, he lifts his arm and taps his wrist with his finger. Gesturing an invisible watch.
Tick tock, tick tock.
That alone is enough to send my foot into the accelerator, causing the overly expensive tires to skid across the tarmac of the road. I manage to spin the truck around, leaving a cloud of dust and exhaust fumes behind me. In my rearview mirror I catch Kincaid pulling out behind me, his face completely covered with a bike helmet.
Fuck, if he wasn’t already attractive enough before. Now, seeing him trail behind me on that beast of a bike, turns my insides to mush. He weaves between the odd cars that fill the road, and with every lane change that I make, he does the same, constantly keeping the bike behind me.
This just won’t do. I need to put some space between us.
Keeping my eyes on the road, I catch a gap to slip into, so I press my foot down further onto the accelerator and overtake the car in front, then I slide into the gap. It gets me a blow on the horn from the car behind me but I couldn’t give a fuck, I need to get home. Now.
I manage to make space between us, then I see the turning that takes me onto the road that leads to my house so I fire the SUV forward but I’m not quick enough. Kincaid slides in at the side of me and makes the turn. The back tire skids across the tarmac and I immediately have a sickening feeling that he’ll crash. Instead he takes the bend with expert precision, using his whole body to turn, to manoeuvre the beast. It’s like his whole body is one with the bike, and I’ve never been more turned on in my life.
Busy roads quickly turn to empty streets, and now I have the advantage to overtake Kincaid. My house is literally at the end of the street that we’re on, just one more turn and I’ll be able to seethe long winding, gravel drive. Adrenaline like a potent cocktail completely engulfs my body as I push the SUV to its limits, allowing the engine to roar down the road, leaving Kincaid in a cloud of dust.
The smooth tarmac quickly turns into gravel. Dusty clouds dissipate behind me, the beaming light from his bike bursting through. I’m so close, I can see the garden lights that I placed at the front of my house. The front door comes closer by the second, but Kincaid is gaining on me. I can hear the deep rumble of the engine, the vibrations bubbling over the ground.
We’re seconds away from each other. I spin the SUV, kicking up loose rocks then I cut the engine, grab my keys and dive out, landing with a heavy thud onto the ground. My knees buckle but I refuse to fall, to slow down. I scramble across the garden, my eyes flicking between the front door and Kincaid yanking off his helmet. He swings his leg over the bike but I’m faster.
“I win!” I shout like an excited child as I clamp my hand down on the door handle. Kincaid laughs and there’s a sense of pride in his eyes. “So you did, I guess the pleasure is all yours tonight.”
There’s a darkness in his tone, one that promises a night filled with delectable pleasures but there’s a hunger inside of me, a craving for a taste of him too.
I let go of the door handle and step forward to meet him. The size of his body completely enveloping me. Broad shoulders block out the lights behind him, and his inky black hair is ruffled and messy from the helmet. He stares down at me with a hunger in his eyes, a desperation to touch me and I can feel it too, writhing within me. My cheeks flame with heat as I wrap my fingers around his wrists, then I slide them up his arms, feeling the bulging veins beneath his tanned skin.
Muscles relax and contract as I run my hands up over his biceps until I reach his shoulders, kneading the tense muscles with the pads of my fingers. A soft groan leaves his plump lipsthat are still smattered in blood. He drops his head to mine, our noses brushing together just slightly. I can feel the warmth of his breath tingling over my skin.
I allow my fingers to intertwine around the back of his neck, the wild waves of his hair tickling my skin. “Maybe, I want to share the pleasure.” I say with a coy smile, my gaze solely fixed on his.
Kincaid wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer, crushing my breasts against the lower half of his chest.
“Only if you’ll let me?” He murmurs, “because I’d do anything to have you wrapped around me, your soft heat consuming me. I’ll even beg on my knees if that’s what it takes.”
Instantly the image of this brute of a man on his knees before me, flashes across my mind. A smirk pulls at my lips, I unlock my fingers from the back of his neck then place them on his shoulders. Desire swims in his eyes and his lips part slightly as I begin to push him down to the floor. He goes down willingly, his burning gaze never leaving mine as he drops to his knees on the sharp gravel.
Heat coils in my stomach like a deadly snake as I look down at him. I’ve had plenty of men on their knees for me, but not like this. It’sneverbeen like this. Kincaid is handing over all the control to me and I’ve never felt more powerful in my life.
“Is this what you want, love? To see me on my knees for you?” He says with a deep, deadly tone as he runs his hands up the outside of my thighs before stopping at my hips. Fingers flex as he kneads my flesh. The act alone sends shots of electricity through my body.
“Yes,” I admit. “You’re such a good boy for me, aren’t you?” I coo whilst cupping his strong jaw in my hand, then I brush my thumb over his bottom lip. With a sensual slowness, he runs his tongue over my thumb before sucking it into his mouth. Teethscrape across the pad of my thumb, then I slip it out and drag his bottom lip down before letting it spring back into place.
Gently, I give him a small slap across his cheek, causing his eyes to flare. “Answer me, Kin.”
His breath shudders. “Ye..s, I.. I’m your good boy.”
There goes the waterworks in my pants.
Men should definitely beg more, in my opinion.
With my hand on his face, I trace the line of his sharp jaw then up over his ear until I plunge my hand into his hair. Gripping the roots tightly, I pull his head back. Kincaid groans, a sound so deep it practically vibrates through his body. Fire consumes his gaze as he looks up at me through hooded eyes. I lean down slightly to meet him, our lips inches away from each other.
“Beg me for it, baby..” I coo, “prove to me how much you want this.”
Kincaid swallows, the grip on my hips getting tighter by the second. He shuffles on his knees slightly, then before I’ve even had the chance to move, he wraps his arms underneath my legs and lifts me from the ground.
“Kin!” I yelp, my hands gripping tightly onto his shoulders to keep myself steady. Instantly I wrap my legs around his waist.
“I don’t need to beg with words, love.” He mumbles against my neck and I melt into his hold. “You’ll let me show you instead,won’t you?”He throws my own words back at me, and I can feel the tightness in my stomach growing with every touch of his abs against my heated core.
