“I’m still hot. All over.”
“Oh, I know you are. But I’m going to take care of that. Do you trust me?”
“Hmmm… Should I?”
His laugh sent a shiver all the way to my pointed toes. “Probably not.”
“Then I guess I will.”
Backing away, he motioned toward the open passenger door. “Then get in.”
He took my hand and I’d be damned if people were clapping from inside their cars. What I couldn’t understand was the strong connection I felt to the man. He was cute, as handsome as any man I’d ever seen, but I was burning up inside.
Maybe I was coming down with something.
No, I wasn’t going to allow myself to think about being sick. Not now. I had a life to live for one thing. And I’d need to get through a dinner that would test all my patience.
As soon as I was settled, he even reached over me to grab the seatbelt. I held up my arms, staring into his eyes as he studied me.
Mr. Blue Eyes.
They appeared more intense tonight, so much so my breath was stripped away.
He was smirking when he closed the door, providing me with athletic antics by jumping over the hood of the Trans Am.
As soon as he was inside, he didn’t waste time with his seatbelt, gunning the engine then flooring it as he moved through the light.
I had no idea where he was going. As long as he could provide me with some relief from the excessive heat, I was all for it.
While he drove, I pressed my fingers against my lips after tasting blood. I’d be damned if he hadn’t bitten my lip.
With seconds, I was laughing. To see him toss his head in my direction only fueled the amusement.
Now that it was dark outside, all I could see were fleeting images of his face as the city lights flashed by the vehicle.
But I could sense his hunger just like I’d felt it when he was leaning against me.
Now, being a bad girl, often I couldn’t control my actions and around him, I seemed to have zero self-control. So when I slipped my hand onto his leg, he was surprised at first but certainly didn’t object.
At least not until my fingers crawled to the thick bulge between his legs. Then he shifted in his seat, every breath he took more of a guttural grunt.
Which I adored.
He constantly threw me looks that did nothing to help the condition I was in.
Hot all over.
Wet and throbbing.
The ache in my pussy was ridiculous. I’d never experienced anything like what was happening deep within my body. Not once.
“You know I like the idea of us being a couple.” As he’d done before, his words caught me off guard.
“Remember what I told you.”
“Oh, I know what you told me. I just don’t believe you.”
He made a turn and I hadn’t been paying attention to where he was going, but I knew we were no longer headed to my parents’ house. “Where are you taking me?”
