I squeeze her hand. “Well, I’ll make sure to take care of any that you might find.”
“And by take care of, I hope you meankill.”
“Whatever makes you feel better.”
If it means keeping Joey happy, I’ll do anything for her. Even killing bugs when I normally don’t. The storm is still going strong when I pull up outside my place.
“Ready to make a dash for it?” I ask, turning to look at her.
My hat sits on that pretty little head of hers. She grins but doesn’t answer, instead just darts inside. Her laughter hits my ears as she bursts through the front door. We’re both drenched from the rain.
Water is puddling around her feet as she stands in the living room, looking as sexy as I’ve ever seen her. Her teeth dig into her bottom lip as I take her in.
Her shirt clings to her chest. Rivulets run down those thighs of hers into her boots. I want to peel her out of her clothes. Lust licks at my vision. My cock is getting harder with each second that ticks by.
“What do you want, Sam?” she asks.
“I thought that was obvious, Joey.” I close the distance between the two of us. “You.”
“Then have me. Do whatever you want with me.”
I hook a finger in the opening of her shirt and tug her close, making the space between us disappear. “Anything?”
She nods. “Anything.”
“Fuck.”
I crush my lips to hers in a searing hot kiss. Full of passion and desire. A promise of all the things that I want to do to this woman tonight.
I grind my cock into her, letting her know exactly what she does to me.
“Sam,” she moans.
“Let’s go.”
Lifting her into my arms, I carry her into my bedroom and set her on the dresser. My lips drink up the water drifting down her neck.
“The things I want to do to you,” I whisper against her neck.
“The question is, where will you start?” she murmurs.
An idea hits me. “Get on the bed, darlin’.”
She hops off the dresser, all but sashaying to the foot of bed. “Clothes?”
I rest my ass against the furniture she just abandoned and stare at her. “Off.”
She waggles her eyebrows at me as she starts undoing the buttons on her shirt. Joey is still wearing my hat, and as each inch of skin gets revealed, my dick gets harder.
The material falls to the floor in a wet slap. She shimmies out of her shorts before adding them to the pile.
Her nipples are hard through her bra. I’m practically drooling at the sight of this woman undressing before me. Joey reaches behind her and unsnaps the satin material and lets it go.
In nothing but the hat, her underwear, and those fucking boots that drive me wild, I’m ready to come undone.
Before she can take off her underwear, I stop her with a hand to her hip. “Leave them. I’ll take care of those.”
“And the boots?”
