I felt her tremble, and my need kicked in. Leaning down, I whispered in her ear. “Open ’em for me.”
She lifted her gaze to meet mine, and I watched her take shallow breaths as she uncrossed her legs. She didn’t open them at first. I held my breath as I waited to see if she’d do it. I wanted to grab her knees and push them open, but I knew she had to make this decision.
When her legs began to ease open, my head went a little foggy and all I understood was need. I needed her. Laying my hand on her thigh, I slowly eased it up, letting my fingers trail the inside of her legs. Each tremble that went through her thighs sent my blood pressure up another notch. She was as f**king excited about me touching her as I was about her letting me.
The damp satin that met my fingertips woke the caveman in me who wanted to beat on his chest and roar. She was wet and so incredibly hot. Leaning down more, I pressed my mouth as close to her ear as I could and whispered, “You’re wet. Do you get this wet for me all the time?”
She closed her eyes and nodded. I kissed her cheek and slipped a finger inside the lacey edge of her panties.
“Oh, God,” she choked out, way too loud for the horny and nosey f**kers in the car with me. I moved in front of her so they couldn’t see her face, and shot them all warning glares. They didn’t see her. No one got to see her like this. I shouldn’t have touched her in the car.
“Shhh,” I said as I pressed a kiss to her mouth to muffle her sounds, and then moved my hand away from the hot wetness that had teased me. I wanted that. I wanted that so f**king bad, my body felt like it was on fire. This time I was the one trembling when she moaned her disapproval. I moved my mouth over hers and slipped my tongue inside the sunshine I craved. How the hell I’d thought I could taste this and go back to not being able to had been crazy. My addictive personality was full-blown out of control with this woman. She kept her legs open, and the temptation to slide my hand back up there was too much. I took her knee and closed her legs as I kissed her.
A small whimper escaped her as I held her legs together. She was so willing to let me touch her, and that was only escalating this thing I had for her. She had no idea what she had walked into with me. Lifting the finger I had touched her with, I inhaled her arousal and my c**k throbbed in my jeans. I was past being surprised at her having no flaws. She even smelled incredible. I broke the kiss and sucked my finger before her essence was gone. Just a taste.
I lifted my eyes to see her staring at me with her mouth gently open in surprise. I pulled my finger free and smiled at her. “You’d have to taste like nirvana too, wouldn’t you, love?”
Her cheeks turned a bright red, and she ducked her head.
“Dude, you’re gonna have us all so f**king worked up when we get there, we’re gonna have to find someone to get the edge off before we warm up. Could you tone it down?” Matty called back.
Shit.
“Ignore them. They can’t see shit. I’m blocking their view,” I assured her when her cheeks blazed brighter.
“Don’t have to see her, man. Those whimpers . . .” Green said, trailing off.
Fuck!
I had gotten so lost in it that I hadn’t realized she was making loud enough noises for them to hear her. I didn’t want them to hear her noises. I didn’t want anyone to hear her noises. Those were my motherfucking noises. Mine. Pulling her into my lap, I pressed her head against my chest as I glared at all of them.
I hated them all. Every f**king one of them. That wasn’t theirs to hear. They didn’t get to hear her. She was making those noises for me. Me. Stupid nosey ass**les.
“Krit.” Blythe’s sweet voice broke through the red haze that had started to blind me.
“Yeah, love?”
“I’m sorry,” she said, laying her hand on my chest, almost as if she expected me to move it off me.
“What are you sorry for?” I asked, racking my brain for something she should be apologizing for.
She glanced toward the rest of the guys then back at me. “I didn’t mean to make any noises,” she said quietly.
Damn. Fucking sweet. I was bad for her. I wasn’t what she deserved, but I’d be damned if I let anyone take her away from me now. No one had ever needed me. And no one had ever defended me. Blythe had managed to be both. Someone who needed me to take care of her, someone who was as alone as I felt and who would defend me even when I didn’t deserve it.
I ran the back of my hand over her cheek. “Don’t apologize for that ever again. It was my fault. I lost it for a minute there. I should have been more careful.”
She pressed her lips together, but the smile trying to break free was curling up the corners of her mouth.
I leaned down to press my mouth to her ear and asked, “Is that a naughty thought that has that grin tugging on your lips?”
She nodded, and I reminded myself why sliding my hand up her thighs was a bad idea.
“We’re here! Thank f**k! I gotta get away from these two,” Green said as he opened the door and jumped down out of the car.
Legend laughed and got out, but Matty looked back at me. “You need me to leave the car going for a little bit? We can get set up first.”
I started to say no, when Blythe shivered in my arms. I changed my mind. “Yeah, lock us in,” I told him.