EPILOGUE
RORY
“Maybe you could put your hand on my thigh.”
He moves his hand right above my knee.
“Like this?” he asks politely.
“Maybe a little higher.” I swallow hard.
“Like this?”
I take his hand and move it to the top of my thigh. His thumb is so close he could reach over and rub my dick.
“Like this.” I practically pant into his mouth, and his lips are on mine. I pull him closer, and curse seatbelts because they are keeping us apart.
“Jesus, put the screen up,” Mal grumbles.
Lex throws out a hand and then a soft motor hums.
“Can they hear us?”
“Not unless you’re really loud.” He gives me a predatory smile, and I know this man can make me scream.
“I can be quiet.”
“I can help keep you quiet.”
“Show me,” I tease, and his lips are back on mine, and goddammit these seatbelts again.
“Don’t even think about it,” Daddy growls against my lips.
“But they’re keeping me from you.”
“Well, we’re almost there, so maybe we should calm down.”
Yeah, getting out with hard dicks probably wouldn’t make the best impression. Although, I could hide mine in my hoodie. Daddy would have nowhere to hide in his tight suit pants. That sounds like something I want to see, so I look down, and I was right. They’re so tight, I can see the shape of his cockhead.
“Eyes up here, rabbit.”
I try, I honest to god try, but they don’t want to go up.
He chuckles and moves my chin up. “We’re calming down.”
“Fine,” I grumble.
“Do you really want to meet my mom with hard dicks?”
“Eww, no!” I pull back, and he laughs, but his words do the trick, and my erection is gone. My mind starts to wander and my worries about his mom liking me are back. “What if she doesn’t like me?”
“She’s going to love you, baby.” He kisses the top of my head.
“Are you sure she’s okay with you being bi?”
“Yes. She didn’t flinch when Liv started dating Chef.”
“But that’s not her son,” I protest, but that’s not fair to her. “I’m sorry. I’m projecting my own mother insecurities on to her. I’m sure she’ll be lovely.”
