“As much as I love kissing you,” Jake murmured against my skin, “werealllllllyneed to get out of here. I’m about to come in my pants.”
I smiled, letting a small chuckle escape my lips. “You’re not the only one.”
I still couldn’t believe we’d run into each other at a club an hour away. What were the odds?
The air was thick between us in the confined space of the Ford Escape during the ride home. Every time I glanced over at Jake, my need for him grew, making me constantly readjust myself. My only relief was the simple fact that Jake wasn’t faring much better. He kept fidgeting or tapping his fingers against his knee, impatiently bobbing his legs up and down.
“Never thought a car ride could be such a cocktease,” Jake mumbled when he caught me looking at the bulge in his pants.
I couldn’t resist playing with him and eased off the gas pedal.
He smacked me. “Ass,” he said with a laugh. “Forget the ride. You’re the goddamn cocktease!”
“Oh, I’ll tease your cock all right,” I said with a wink.
He chortled. “That better be a promise, Sexy Eyes.”
I laughed. “Sexy Eyes?”
“It’s either that or Hot-As-Fuck Soccer Coach, but that’s kind of a mouthful.”
I reached for his hand and twined our fingers together, once again loving how easy it was to laugh with him. Not just laugh, but…breathetoo.
“I guess that makes youPolicia de Seduction.”
Jake laughed. “Officer of Seduction, huh. Can honestly say you’re the only one who’s said that about me, but thank you.”
