in and starts it up before backing out. I’ve never been one for violence, but watching his fight turned me on. My underwear is already soaked, and my thighs tighten, knowing what’s to come when we get back to my place. But I can’t wait that long.
I bend down, digging through my purse and find a hair tie. I quickly place my hair up in a messy bun as he gets on the highway. I have about twenty minutes before we reach my exit.
I reach over and go for his belt. He looks down and grabs my hand. “April …”
I lean over and kiss his neck, and he releases a growl. My lips move to his ear, and I nibble on it. His hand lets go of my hand, and he helps me out by undoing his jeans for me. I smile, lowering my lips back to his neck and kiss him. He took a shower at the Airport. That’s why he needed fifteen minutes. He smells like his spicy cologne.
Pulling away, I look down and see he’s pulled his cock out for me as well. He’s hard. His free hand wraps around it and slowly strokes it. His thumb running over the piercing at the end.
I shove his hand away and lean down, opening my mouth to take him in.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
GRAVE
HER LIPS WRAP around my cock as I fill her mouth. “Fuck,” I hiss.
She pushes down, the tip touching the back of her throat, and I pump my hips, pushing farther and needing more. She sucks up my shaft, and I wrap my free hand in her messy bun and shove her face down.
She moans around my cock and readjusts her knees in the passenger seat. Her ass is up in the air. Thank God my windows are blacked out or we’d be giving everyone I pass a show. One hand wrapped around my cock while the other is on my thigh, holding herself up. I press on the gas, needing to get to her house sooner than I had planned.
I pick up my pace. My hand in her hair controlling her movements. Her saliva runs down my cock and coats my balls, and I wish I could remove my jeans completely. But that will have to wait.
My cell starts to ring through my speakers, and Lucy flashes across the screen on my dash. I let go of April’s hair long enough to push decline.
She lifts her head. “Who …?”
I grip her hair and shove her face back down. “Don’t worry about it,” I growl, not wanting her to stop. Lucy is no way a threat to April. My actions prove that. Even if April wouldn’t have shown up tonight, I wouldn’t be going home with Lucy.
April takes me back in, and this time, she doesn’t stop until after I’m done coming in her mouth.
APRIL
We pull into my driveway and exit his car. I’m trying to put my key in the front door when he comes up behind me, wraps his arm around my stomach and pulls my back into his front. Gripping my hair, he yanks my head back and lowers his lips to my neck. He sucks on the sensitive skin, making my body break out in goosebumps.
“Grave,” I whimper. “I have to unlock the door.” My other hand is holding his duffel bag.
Letting go of my hair, his now free hand comes up and skates under my shirt and over my stomach to my chest. He squeezes my boob over my bra. “Think anyone will see if I fuck you right here on your porch?” He growls.
I suck in a breath and jiggle my keys, trying to get the door unlocked once again. “Probably.”
“Then let them watch.” His hand moves downward this time and shoves its way into my jeans.
I manage to get my key in the door and push it open, pulling away from him. I spin around, reach out and grip his shirt, yanking him into the house and dropping his bag at our feet.
He shoves my back into the wall, grips my hair and yanks my head back, lowering his lips to mine. He devours them, not even giving me the chance to take a breath.
“Grave …” I pant, pulling away. “We have to go upstairs …”
He rips my shirt up and over my head, picks me up and carries me to my room with my lips on his. He slams the door shut with his shoe, then tosses me onto my bed.