Kim jumps in and tells us about what went down in their neighborhood, and before the girls can even tell him exactly what they want to do, he cuts it.
“Let’s do it,” Panther says.
“Are you serious?” Kim asks, excitement bleeding into her voice.
“Of course? Why wouldn’t we?” he asks her.
I look down at Rain and say quietly, “We could see if any of your dad’s clothes would fit the guy.”
She smiles up at me. “I thought the same thing. It’s almost as if we are on the same page or something.”
“If we were on the same page, we would have already made excuses to ditch these assholes and be on our way home so I can eat your pussy again before I fuck you until the sun comes up.”
Her eyes dilate, and her breath catches.
“Hey guys, I have to go. Something very important came up,” Rain lies.
“Sure, it did,” Aspen teases.
Rain stands on shaky legs and holds out her hand. I take it and pull her toward the door.
It’s not a long ride home, but it is going to feel like ages with how hard my cock is for my girl.
CHAPTER
TWENTY-TWO
Rain
I never thoughtI could feel this way. I mean, you read about it in books and hear about it in movies, but you think it’s a fantasy, that you will never be able to obtain that feeling.
Then, here it is, in my face. My heart is racing. Butterflies feel like they are filling my stomach. I can barely breathe.
It’s all because of him.
Ridge turns off the bike, holding his hand out to help me off. I should be worried about getting my truck back from the clubhouse, but I’m not. He makes quick work of grabbing my helmet and tossing it onto the garage floor. He leads me into the house by my hand.
I love this man.
“You have me home. Now what are you going to do with me?” I tease him.
He shoots me a look that would melt the panties off a nun.
“I’m going to take you to bed, Mrs. Harris.”
I shiver at hearing him call me that. It’s the first time he has really done so and meant it. Or maybe now that I mean it, it hits differently. Either way, it has me feral for the man.
“How about less talk and more action?” I walk past him, pulling my shirt free from my body and dropping it along the hallway.
“Is that what you want, Viper?” He follows behind me, pulling his cut off as he goes.
“What I want is to scream your name so loud the neighbors know it. Think you can do that?”
I’m playing with fire. I’m poking him in order to invoke a reaction. It’s my favorite thing to do. I love the way we bicker and how our spirited discussions are often looked at as arguments by others. I love who we are together.
“Better watch it. I’m not scared of your bite.” He sets his cut on the dresser as we step into the room.
Then he strips the rest of his clothes as I do the same. For a moment, it’s just us standing there naked, taking each other in.
