“I also think it’s a good idea to keep things at work separate. I don’t ever want you to question things between the two of us, and I don’t want you to feel like you did at your old job either. Questioning if something we do outside of work will affect your job will never be on the table.”
I turn completely to look at him, and the earnestness I see there makes my heart thump hard in my chest.
“I’ll be honest. All of that has crossed my mind. And I’d be lying if I said the small-town aspect doesn’t scare the shit out of me. I don’t love the idea of having everyone knowing everything about our business. Hell, my dad is by far the worst offender. I don’t want to say I want things to be a secret, but I am definitely leaning toward keeping this on the downlow for the time being.” I hold eye contact the entire time because I want him to know this isn’t about keeping us a secret. At the moment, I want to scream to the world that I’m withtheLedger Hutton and tell everyone just how damn amazing he is.
But I also know I’m not ready to share with the world what we’ve just barely developed. Call it selfish, but I want this to have a chance.
“I get it, I really do. I haven’t dated in years, despite Rina and Willow pestering me constantly, so I know, without a doubt, we would be the talk of the town.” He grabs my hand before continuing. “I want to keep you to myself a little while longer,” he whispers.
“I like the sound of that.” I lean into him and press a kiss to his lips. He deepens it quickly, but I shift away before we get carried away.
Pressing my forehead to his as best as I can on the plane, I take a breath before telling him what else is on my mind.
“Thank you for being considerate of my past with work. I honestly don’t know how to attack all of this, but I do know that I need to be careful. Not because I think you’ll screw me over, but because I feel like I need to figure out where I go from here, you know? What do I want to do with my life in the future? I know that all sounds existential, but it does feel like I haven’t really stepped back and thought about where I’m going professionally.”
“That makes sense. You’ve gone from one job to the next in a hurry out of necessity, and although I will say you are phenomenal at this job, I understand wanting more.”
God, his understanding is too much. Outside of my family, have I ever had this kind of support in my life? In my job? I thought I had a successful career in finance, and look how that turned out. The lack of support is blinding now, but would I have ever noticed it if I had stayed in Austin?
Who knows, but I do know I don’t really want to dive into all of that right now. Figuring things out with Ledger is top priority because, for once in who knows how long, I’m happy. And all I want to do is make sure I keep this feeling for as long as I can.
“So, we keep this quiet for the time being, and we keep work to work,” I surmise.
“I’m good with that. It’s not like it’ll be all that difficult, what with us being neighbors and all.” He grins as he leans in again, and I feel the smile overtaking my entire face.
“You drive a hard bargain,” I whisper as we both lean in further.
When our lips touch, it just feels right. Like this is exactly where I should be, and whom I should be with.
Shortly after our conversation on the plane, we land. The drive back home, on the other hand, feels like it takes forever.
We can’t keep our hands to ourselves.
It started as little touches—holding hands, putting a hand on a thigh—but it’s quickly turned a little more salacious.
Currently, Ledger’s hand is creeping up my inner thigh because my hand is resting gently on the swell of his erection. Sound tame? What’s coming out of this man’s mouth is anything but.
“How bad do you want it? Do you want me to pull over here and take you in the bed of my truck?” His gravelly voice makes me close my legs and squeeze them together with his hand in between, to try to get a little relief.
“And what exactly would you do to me in the bed of your truck, Mr. Hutton?” I egg him on. Hell, if the dirty talk doesn’t get me off, I know he will once we get home.
“First, I rip these fucking leggings off of you.” He gives them a little tug before he continues. “Then I’d get down on my knees for you and worship every spot that makes you crazy. Every obvious area and all the tiny ones that you think are forgotten, and some that I’ll find along the way. I’d kiss them and lick them, and make you so insane with need you’d melt before me, so compliant and wet for me.”
“Jesus fuck, Ledg,” I breatheout.
“Oh, that’s just the beginning, baby. That’s just the foreplay.”
“You know, you’re so fucking stealthy. You act so shy and unsure sometimes, but your mouth is so fucking filthy.” I let out a whimper as his hand brushes against my clit.
“It’s not about being stealthy. It’s about learning exactly what turns you on, gets you to the best orgasm of your life, and doing it again and again. It’s my current life goal to keep giving you the best orgasms you’ve ever had.”
“And here I thought your life goal was to grow your company.” I chuckle.
“Smartass,” he growls.
“You like me this way,” I counter.
“I absolutely love you this way,” he whispers.
