His desire for more did, though. Part of me was still expecting him to change his mind. Stupidly, I’d given him twenty excruciating minutes to clear his head instead of jumping on that man and riding him into the sunset.
Meanwhile, I’d only gotten more worked up on the trip home.
I shifted in the seat and tugged at my shorts.
Damon smirked. “You okay over there?”
“Yep. Just looking forward to getting out of these tight clothes.”
His eyes gleamed. “That does sound good, doesn’t it?”
“Are you thinking about undressing me now?”
He chuckled. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”
“You’re mean.”
“You’re the one who wanted me to take my time and decide I was really ready. I’m thinking it over.”
I should have known putting that kind of power in Damon’s hands was a bad idea. The man would use any leverage he got.
He pulled into the driveway and parked. “Let me walk you to your door. I never end a date without a proper goodnight.”
My heart skipped. Fuck. Was he going to take my out and leave me wanting? Why had I set myself up for that rejection?
Because you don’t want to be strung along by a confused straight boy, Mav. If he walks away, it’s better for you both.
“Mav.” Damon’s hand stole onto my thigh and squeezed. “You okay?”
I nodded and pulled up a smile. “Yeah. Of course.”
“Okay. Come on, then.”
We got out of the truck, and he walked me to my door. I turned to face him, stomach fluttering. “I guess this is goodnight.”
He nodded. “Goodnight, Mav.”
Disappointment crashed through me. Damn, I’d really wanted him to come inside.
Damon brushed his thumb over my bottom lip. “What’s this pout about? You wanted more?”
I met his eyes with a frown. “Don’t tease me right now, Damon, please. I can’t?—”
He brought his mouth down on mine so fast I didn’t see it coming. He pressed me against my door, kissing me so thoroughly my head spun. “Invite me in,” he rasped. “I know what I want.”
“Oh, thank fuck,” I whispered, making him chuckle.
I turned to fumble with my key, hands shaking, until Damon took it from me and unlocked the door.
“I thought I was supposed to be the nervous one,” he teased as we stepped inside.
“You are!” I narrowed my eyes. “Are you not?”
“Oh, I am, but I’m also hard as fuck for you right now.” He tugged me up against him, and I could feel every inch of that hardness pressing into my stomach. “I want this too much to worry.”
I nibbled my bottom lip, hesitant.
Damon kissed me again. “None of that. You gave me the whole ride home to think, and I promise I did. I’m into you, Mav. I have been for a while.”
