“We’re going slow!”
“I don’t want to go slow!”
“We’re going slow!” Danny snapped against her slit as he was forced to tighten his fist around his cock to stop himself from coming too soon. He might not allow himself to come inside her, but he would damn well be coming with her.
“No!”
“Yes!”
“No!”
“Danny, please!” Jodi sobbed around a moan as she shifted wildly beneath his mouth.
He groaned against her as he shifted his attention back to her core and slid his tongue back inside. He licked her out, sliding his tongue inside her, ignoring the tight grip she had on his hair and the urge to come.
This was for her.
He didn’t care how badly he needed to come. He needed to do this for her. He needed to give this to her.
“That feels so good!”
He doubled his efforts, his hand tightened around his cock as he licked and suckled her clit, loving every moan and gasp that filled the small bedroom. He felt her sheath tighten around his tongue, heard her gasp and moan his name, and when he felt her clamp down around his tongue and heard her scream his name, Danny groaned in relief as he released his hold and let go.
As the tremors of his orgasm tore through him, Danny realized something very important, taking this slowly was going to kill him.
Chapter 27
As she carefully closed the door behind her, Jodi realized that yes, she was in fact sneaking out of her own apartment. She winced when the door made a slight clicking noise as she locked it behind her.
For about thirty seconds, she stood there, frozen on the spot as she waited for a sign that Danny heard her. When she didn’t hear anything, Jodi waited an extra fifteen seconds just to make sure that she was in the clear. Relief surged through her as she stepped away from her door and quickly, yet quietly, made her way towards the front door where freedom awaited her.
God, she couldn’t believe that she was doing this.
Okay, so that wasn’t exactly true. She completely believed that she was sneaking out of her own apartment the morning after fooling around with one of the hottest men that she’d ever met. Last night had been…
Amazing.
There was no other way to describe it. She’d never been more nervous or more excited in her life than she had been last night. She’d been terrified that she would do or say something to wreck the moment and bring reality crashing down on her. Instead, she’d had an incredibly sexy man begging her to keep touching him.
She couldn’t help but smile as she reached for the doorknob and-
Frowned when the door wouldn’t open.
She tried to turn the knob again, but it wouldn’t budge. She even checked the lock, but it wouldn’t open. Making a mental note to call Zoe later, Jodi turned around and quietly walked back down the hallway, making sure to be extra quiet as she walked past her apartment door. She threw a cautious glance over her shoulder and-
Groaned pathetically when she realized that she was trying to make her escape without her purse and lunch bag. She stopped walking as she considered her options. She could walk to work, skip lunch and fill up on water from the water fountain and call one of the guys for a ride home later, or…
Go back into her apartment and risk running into the man that she was trying to avoid. She stood there for another minute, contemplating her choices until finally, she turned around with a shrug and started walking towards the backdoor again, deciding that a vigorous five-mile walk in ninety-degree weather in high heels was the better option.
She opened the backdoor and walked outside, carefully closing the door behind her. Ignoring what promised to be a very hot day, Jodi walked around the house and headed for the driveway where Danny Bradford, the sneakiest bastard to ever walk the face of the planet, was leaning back against his truck holding her purse and lunch bag.
“Forget something?” Danny asked with a lopsided smile as he pushed away from his truck.
“I, umm…” Jodi mumbled pathetically, trying to come up with an excuse that would explain why she snuck out of her own apartment, but sadly, she couldn’t come up with anything.
“Jump in. We’ll grab breakfast on the way,” Danny said, walking around his truck and opened the passenger door for her.
Accepting the fact that she wasn’t going to be able to come up with an excuse for why she’d rather walk the five miles to work than face him, Jodi forced a small smile, murmured, “Thank you,” and accepted his help as she climbed in.
