“It was the only time I could see you. You’re so busy.” She gave me a soft smile with a shrug. “Is it okay?”
“You wanted to see me?” I asked, taking a step forward.
“Don’t sound so surprised. I told you that on the phone this morning.” She tilted her head to the side, and a little crease formed above her button nose as she scowled slightly. “You didn’t believe me, did you?”
I sighed and took a deep breath. “I had my doubts.”
She rolled her eyes and grabbed a fistful of my hoodie, pulling me in until I was standing between her parted thighs. Just like the other night on that damn table in her bakery. “Can I help squash them?”
I smirked, giving in to her overt attempts to turn our conversation physical. I wanted nothing more than her touch. Leaning down, I didn’t give her the chance to plead her case, to assure me; that wasn’t her job. It was my job to be a confident man and to trust her.
So, I kissed her.
I meant for it to simply silence her attempts, but the second the taste of her sweet vanilla lip gloss hit my tongue, I was a goner.
A sexy little purr escaped her lips when I buried my fingers in her hair, holding the back of her head as she wrapped her ankles around my legs, tangling me up like I was tempted to leave her. Not a chance.
“I missed you.” She whispered, running her fingers down my neck to the collar of my hoodie. They were cold, and she shivered when she felt how warm I was from practice.
“I’m right here.” I replied, laying my hands flat on the truck bed beside her, caging her in. “What are you going to do with me now that you have me all to yourself?”
Should we have talked about what happened between her and Rhea the other night instead of losing ourselves to our lust? Probably.
Did I have enough good sense to do that, though, when it seemed she was just as eager for some alone time as I was? Nope.
“Can I make you breakfast?” She murmured against my lips. “I miss feeding you every day.”
I grinned, “It’s hardly time for eggs and bacon at this hour.”
“I didn’t mean now.” She replied, surprising me. “But maybe in a few hours when we get out of bed.”
“Fuck, Goldie.” I growled, kissing her. “Is that really what you want?”
She nodded enthusiastically, tightening her hold on my legs. “I want you, Tanner. So badly. I want nothing more than to spend a few hours in between our hectic schedules, learning your body like this. Learning you.”
“My place is around the block.” I replied, cutting to the chase.
“Can I ride you?” She asked and chuckled at her own joke when I flexed my hips and ground my erection into her. “I mean ridewithyou.”
“You can ride me anytime you want, Sugar.” I said, sliding my hands under her ass and picking her up. With one hand, I closed the tailgate and walked us around to the passenger side door of my truck and sat her down on the seat. “But maybe we should wait until we get to my place.”
“If you insist,” she smirked, toeing one boot off as she sat back in my passenger seat, distracting me. “But I’m going to start taking my clothes off so when we get there, I’m ready for you.” She winked. “I think we’ve both waited long enough, Officer. You’d better hurry before you have to carry me in naked.”
I slammed the door shut and ran around to my side, jumping in and tearing off through the parking lot. Not because I was afraid of her threats.
But because when she stripped her body for the first time for me, I wanted to watch every single inch of skin as she revealed it. I didn’t want to miss a second.
The second mytruck was in park, she was in my lap again. Fully clothed, but hot and ready. Her lips teased my neck as I carried her up the steps to my second-story apartment. Fumbling with the keys, she giggled when she sucked my earlobe into her mouth and made me drop them completely.
Finally, I got us inside, kicking and locking the door shut behind us. Nothing was going to interrupt us now that I finally had her.
“You taste like masculinity, all spicy and hot.” She purred, biting my lobe and moaning when I slid my hands from her ass to that fiery center between them.
“Wait until you get a mouthful of me.” I countered, carrying her straight to the couch, unable to make it any further into my home. I needed her.
“Pretty please.” She gasped when her back hit the couch and I pinned her there with my body. “Can I taste you?”
My hips rocked forward, rubbing my hard-on against her pussy. “You can have whatever you want, Goldie. But only after I get my fill of you.”
