Hayden (A Next Generation Carter Brother #4) - Lisa Helen Gray Page 0,56

ache between my legs. It’s been a long time since I had sex and my vagina is feeling the effects.

Trying not to take a look at the backseat to see if it’s big enough is useless. I’m a shameless hussy and have no bones about admitting it.

The need to have him becomes stronger when I calculate the backseat is indeed big enough. Big enough to bend me over and fuck me so hard the car rocks.

“Hayden,” Clayton rasps, and I tilt my head to the side, bringing our faces closer together. His pupils dilate, watching me, reading me.

My dirty thoughts flash behind his eyes, and I inwardly moan.

I startle at the touch of his hand on my knee before he slowly slides it up over my thigh. My lips part, silently pleading with him to go higher.

A strangled, “Wha—” spills through my lips when he reaches up, cupping my cheek.

Tapping on the window has us pulling apart, Clayton groaning in disappointment as he presses down on his pants. I follow his movement, noticing the bulge.

I glare at Charlotte and Madison, who are standing outside the car, waving.

“Fuck!” I groan.

I know they’ve done me a favour. I didn’t want to go through him rejecting me, not when he had my body on overdrive. It’s one thing to desire the man beside me, but it’s another to be seriously turned on by him. I’ve never once felt both towards a male, not even one I’ve been with. It’s only been one or the other, even if most people confuse the two.

But right now, I’m going through both, and Charlotte and Madison have just cock-blocked me.

Clayton slowly waves back, before turning to me with a smug smile. “Looks like you can’t get your way.”

“You are a dick,” I snap, pushing the door open and getting out.

Clayton follows, and as he pushes his door shut, Charlotte jumps him, wrapping her arms around his neck. I rush around to their side before she kills him.

“You made it,” she squeals. “Hayden said you were going to Africa to entertain the children.”

“She said that, did she?”

Charlotte’s eyebrows bunch together as she slowly nods. “Um, didn’t I just say she said that?”

“Um,” Clayton drawls out, turning to me for help.

“Were you two kissing?” she asks, grinning.

“No, he had something in his teeth,” I rush out.

“Hayden’s lying. She had something in her teeth,” Clayton argues, smirking at me.

Charlotte nods like it’s completely reasonable. “That happens a lot when she eats popcorn.”

“Why don’t we go and get our bags and put them on the coach?” I declare, heading for the boot and pulling my case out.

“We’re just waiting on Beau and Faith. The vet managing her sanctuary was running late but they’re on the way,” Madison explains.

I grin. “I bet.”

We head across the terminal to the coach pick up. The wind howls, lifting my suitcase off the floor, and I struggle to keep a hold of it. Clayton grabs it off me as he throws his bag over his shoulder.

“Cheers.”

“You’re welcome.”

We unload our luggage to the driver, who puts them under the bus, before walking towards the back where everyone is gathered.

Everyone goes silent when we approach, and I shift protectively in front of Clayton. “What are you all staring at?” I demand, noticing how quickly Liam walks over to Landon, whispering to him.

If they do something, I’m going to kill them. Liam is already in my bad books for putting one of my dates in his boot and driving him to the middle of nowhere. He was hot and he fucking ruined what could have been a good time and multiple orgasms.

“Um, who’s the suit?” Maddox asks, munching on a burger.

I turn to give Clayton a once over, sighing at his black wool coat and dark jeans. He might scream ‘privileged’, but he’s not. He’s worked damn hard for what he has and it’s not his fault he makes everything he wears look good, even when he has on his gym gear that flashes how much of his body is covered in tattoos. I got a front row seat to all that glory when he went to visit his dad at the home. And as much as I never thought I’d admit this, he still presses my buttons. I just need him to relax and let the real him out to play. So far, he’s more concerned with not disappointing his dad. It puts him on edge. And until he gets over it and realises he’s doing a good