If Kiki felt it, too.
When I learned it had happened more than once, and I was always the main character, everything snapped into place. I realized I hadn’t imagined any of it—her nervous laughs, the lingering looks, the blush climbing her cheeks when I looked at her—it was all real.
And all for me.
Yeah, I definitely owe Billie dinner. She gave me the greatest gift ever, and it’s not even my birthday.
Although I know someone who still has a few hours left onherbig day.
With a sigh, I ease Kiki to the ground, but I won’t fully release her. I can’t stop touching her, but I’ll settle for PG territory, especially when I catch the warning glance from the bartender.
Okay, buddy. Relax.
My hands circle her waist as I rest my forehead against hers. “We’re going to get kicked out if we keep this up.”
Kiki smirks. “Can’t have that, can we?” Then, to show how little she cares about being escorted out, she skates her fingers ever so softly across my cock.
It’s barely there, but it’s about to drive me out of my mind.
Judging by the smile splitting her face, she’s loving the reaction.
And I’m loving this side of her.
Sunshine with a little hurricane.
“How do you want to spend the rest of your birthday? I can take you to dinner, somewhere that doesn’t serve fried food.” I glance at the waitress carrying a tray of burgers to a booth. “We can stay here and have some more radioactive drinks. Or I cantake you shopping for a gift, although I’m not sure what’s open right now. Whatever you want to do.”
“Hmm. So many choices.” Kiki averts her gaze, focusing her attention on my chest, her fingers sliding beneath my shirt to glide along my skin.
I buck against her palms, loving the softness of her caress. Needing everything she has to give me.
“Can I propose a new option for tonight?” Her nails scratch lightly over my skin and I swear I’m going to blow my load in my pants if she doesn’t behave.
Fuck, but I’ve never been this desperate before.
“Of course.” The words are strangled as I fight to regain control.
Seems my little vixen enjoys pushing me to the edge. “Show me how good you can make me feel.”
My own words tossed back at me, even hotter, dripping from her pouty lips.
“Let’s go. My place is ten minutes up the road.”
Her brow lifts at my offer. “Are you okay with that?”
I steal a soft kiss, one more hint of her sweetness until we reach my house. “Let me see. You naked in my bed and mine for the taking for the rest of the night? Beautiful, I’m so fucking okay with that.”
She rises on tiptoe, chasing the kiss. Hungry for more.
Just wait, Kiki. I promise it will be worth it.
Her lower lip juts out in a pout. “There should be a law against being this talented.” She grabs her purse. “Let me settle the tab, and we can go.”
I take her hand and press a slow kiss to her knuckles, my eyes never leaving hers. “Not happening. You’re not paying for a damn thing on your birthday.”
“Eddie, you had a beer.”
“But,” I duck my head, nipping her lobe and earning a softsqueal, “I got you out of the deal. Trust me, I’m the winner here.”
