Beneath the Stars (Falling Stars #4) - A.L. Jackson Page 0,108

her tighter. “Got you.”

“Don’t let go,” she breathed.

“Never.” Fuck, what I wouldn’t give for that not to be a lie.

I slipped us into the backseat with the girl straddlin’ my lap.

Neither of us were willing to break the connection.

She dove right back into kissing me while the car pulled from the curb and took to the street, zipping through the night while the intensity between Maggie and I grew.

Red hot.

Desperate in a way it hadn’t been before.

No longer tentative.

Like our bodies weren’t hoping for something to happen but rather that it would never end.

“You are somethin’, Maggie.”

She grinned, edging back to look down at me. All that hair rained around her face, and those eyes watched me in the flashes of light that stroked down from the streetlights we passed under.

“Something, huh?” It was pure playfulness.

I held her by the outside of the hips and rocked her against my aching dick. “Yeah, somethin’. Thought I was gonna die tonight. Not gettin’ to reach out and touch you. Tell the whole damned world that you’re mine.”

That sweet gentleness fluttered through her expression. Though mixed with it tonight was a temptress.

“I am yours, Rhys. Yours for the taking. Anything you want.”

My sweet siren played her siren’s song.

Entrancing.

Mesmerizing.

Sucking me in and taking me under.

Spellbound.

Wishing for every impossible thing she offered.

“Goddess Girl,” I murmured up at her. One of my hands wound in that lush hair while the other locked around her waist.

Girl had on that skirt, and it was bunched around her thighs, her pussy barely covered by a slip of fabric.

Heat burned.

An inferno set to ten.

Her fingers were scratching into my beard as she took over the mind-bendin’ kiss.

Wrecked.

Fuckin’ wrecked.

Because she was whispering at my lips, “My sweet stallion. I feel you. I see you through all of it. I know you.”

She said it like her own confession, and our movements grew frantic.

Intensity rising.

Felt the eyes on us from the rearview. “You two fuck in my car, I at least get to watch.”

Gasping, Maggie buried her laugh in my shoulder. Embarrassment billowed from her. I chuckled low and dug my fingers into her bare thighs while I met the driver’s gaze through the mirror. “Sorry, dude. Not into sharin’ my girl.”

She laughed deeper.

This sexy, needy sound, and I was thanking God when we finally made it across the highway and onto the island. He made the few short turns, and we were finally pulling into the round drive.

Maggie jerked back and peered through the window. Stillness echoed from the house.

Just in case, I slipped her off my lap, gave the guy a quick, “Thank you,” before I opened the door. I took a furtive glance around to make sure we were in the clear before I pulled Maggie from the backseat.

Grabbing her hand, we started slinking under the cover of night toward the side door.

Quiet as we could though our hearts were beating so loud I was pretty sure it might wake the entire town.

Maggie held onto my hand with both of hers, her high, high heels clicking on the walk.

I tossed her a look over my shoulder and put a finger to my lips. “Shh.”

“Bossy,” she mocked just below her breath.

I edged her against the side wall where we were completely hidden by the tall trees and shrubs. “I’ll show you bossy.”

She reached out and squeezed my dick.

Holy fuck.

Choking, my hands shot out to the wall on either side of her head, and she grinned up at me.

“Fuck. Baby.”

“Shh.” She grinned. All kinds of sly.

A low rumble of greed and laughter rolled up my throat. “Sweet Siren. And here I thought it was me who was the trouble.”

And then I was scooping her up and into my arms, and the girl was squealing not so quietly, and I was carrying her through the door and up the stairs. I paused only for a second at the top to make sure it was empty before I raced the rest of the way into my room.

I set her on her feet and clicked the lock behind us.

Shutting us in our haven.

Where it was just me and Maggie and no one else on this earth had a fuckin’ say.

She swayed softly, like she heard our own beat.

A song weaving through the night.

I took a step forward.

Energy snapped.

A shockwave.

She stepped backward, running her hands over the front of her silky tank.

A lure.

A trap.

One I didn’t ever wanna get free of.

I went to ticking through the buttons of my shirt, winding it off my shoulders and