“Come on,” I say, setting her down, making sure she rubs against my body as she slides. Her eyes flash up to mine as she settles against me, and I know that she can feel my hard-on.But instead of running from meor taking a step back, her breath hitches and she stays right where she is.
In fact, the little menace presses against me more, like she’s showing me just how much she likes it.
“After you,” Roxie says in a low tone that sets me off even more and I bite back a moan. Threading our fingers together, I dump the entire tray in the trashcan, making sure to keep my actual tattoo gun from falling in. Throwing away all the necessary bits, I set the machine in my cabinet, grab my bag and pull Roxie out of there.
“Get it, girl!” is the last thing I hear Asher yell with a roaring laugh before the door closes. I waste no time at all pushing Roxie up against the brick wall. We’re outside the shop, away from other people, and I just…can’t wait.
I need to taste her again.
Roxie follows my lead, letting me press her gently into the brick wall as I bend down to take her lips. I can’t… I can’t get enough of her now that I know I can have her.
“My man…”Those two little words are playing on repeat in my head.
“Did you mean it?” I pull away abruptly,needing to hear those words like I need to breathe, and she chases my lips with hers.
“Mean what?” Roxie sounding as wrecked as I feel.
“That I’m yours.”
“Abso-fucking-lutely,” Roxie says, not hesitating in the slightest before cupping the back of my neck and dragging me back to her.
Groaning, I slide my hands around her waist and push against her so there’s not a sliver of space between our bodies. Roxie’s legs snap around my waist and I pull her up.
I’ll gladly hold her in my arms like this for the rest of time.
I never thought I had a thing about holding a girl while she fucking devours me, but I see the appeal with Roxie and I crave it.
The way she jumped? Like she knew I’d catch her… She trusted that I’d catch her.
And I always will.
Her ankles lock behind my back and she holds my head against hers so I can’t pull back, even if I wanted to. Instinctually, I grind into her, giving her some of this pressure I have and shemoans.
Music to my ears.
“Yeah, baby. Make that noise again.Please, cariño, I have to have it,” I say, grinding into her again.
We’re so fucking wrapped up in each other, I don’t even feel the sun beating down on me anymore. I don’t feel the breeze from the wind or hear the cars going past. I don’t hear when the door opens, too lost in Roxie; in her taste, in her scent, in what she’s doing to me. I especially don’t clock fucking Asher assaulting us with the waterbottle he uses to water the two plants he has at the shop.
“Go home and do that before you get arrested for indecency! Jesus fucking Christ.”
Roxie looks at Asher like she’s going to kill him, but I just lift her off the wall and start running.
“Put me down, Ty! I can walk!” She’s jostling in my arms with each step, but I don’t care. The walk is short, but it’s even shorter if I run.
“No, baby, we’re getting home and we’re getting homenow.”
CHAPTER 15
I might combustif I don’t feel his hands on me soon. And I swear to fuck, if we get interrupted again, I might knock whoever dares stop us unconscious.
Ty’s running with me in his arms and sure, it feels a little awkward, but the fact that he’s so turned on by me that he feels like he needs to run to be able to ravage me?
Talk about an ego boost.
I hold onto his neck and tuck my face there, enjoying the smell of him; warm oak and clean laundry. I press a wet kiss into the soft, taunt skin and I press my tongue there before sucking slightly. Not enough to leave a mark, but definitely enough to make Ty pick up the pace.
“Fuck me, baby, you’re making this harder. I need you now,”he mutters in Spanish, shivering. I don’t know Spanish well, but the way his jaw clenches tighter, how his fingers holdme harder, how he looks like he’s completely wrecked… I know he’s desperate.
