you never officially asked me. And no, orders don’t count. Are you okay with me moving in? Actually moving in. Not just staying for an extended visit?” I asked. I probably should have asked that pointed question before we took twenty extra minutes to pack the car.
He smiled, the slightly crooked sexy smile that made my panties wet. “More than okay with it. I’ve been trying to figure out how to do it and not have to ask you. You know, just in case you weren’t on board with the idea yet.”
I laughed. “That’s usually called kidnapping.”
He shrugged. “And I’d’ve kept you until I could convince you to see it from my perspective.” He smiled again. “Besides, I’ll make you want to stay.” He leaned forward, took my mouth again in a swift, hard touch of possession.
He let me go just as quickly and turned the engine over.
I breathed through the lust that swam through my brain. I was going to make him pay for that. For both kisses and not letting me do anything but respond.
I smiled. Waved at my friends and family as we peeled out of the underground garage. I sat back in my chair. Threaded my fingers together, settled them in my lap. “How long to get home?” I looked at the sparse traffic near the outskirts of downtown where my loft sat.
He shivered slightly. “Depends on traffic, but we should be there in about ten minutes. Say that again.” He turned his head to look at me. The heat in his eyes raised the temperature in the car.
“Take me home, Ryker.” I curled my tongue around his name. Added a little moan and wiggle in my seat.
He stomped on the gas. “Fuck, cupcake.”
I unhooked my seatbelt. Leaned over the console and attacked his zipper.
“Sweet fuck.” He pulled in his abs to give me more room. “Hurry. Fucking hurry, baby.”
I stuffed my hand down his pants, gripped his hard cock in a tight fist as I pulled him from beneath the fabric. Putting my knees on the seat, my ass in the air, I thanked the goddess for privacy tinted windows.
He threaded his fingers through my hair. “In your mouth, cupcake. Take me in your mouth.” He applied the lightest pressure on the back of my head.
I greedily dipped towards his lap. Giving my lips a fast swipe with my tongue, I took him down my throat in one smooth swipe. Gagged a little. I didn’t have any idea what I was doing really, but figured he’d tell me how he liked it just like he did with everything else.
His hips jerked down and away. “Teeth! Teeth. Cover your teeth.”
Oops. I pulled up and rolled my lips over my teeth. My tongue got to work as I started fucking his dick with my mouth. Up and down in slow motions that had flames licking through my own body.
His groans and muttered encouragement made me feel like fucking Superwoman. The tight, hard jerks of his hips as he kept his fingers threaded through my hair made me wet. My pussy clamped on nothing. The burning ache of emptiness had me taking a deep breath and plunging my mouth down until I felt him nudge my throat.
I swallowed convulsively. Eased him the slightest bit farther in. There. Right there. The edge of my gag reflex.
His hips danced higher as a long, low groan purled from his mouth.
The car jerked around us, dislodging me. I took a couple deep breaths as I raised my head to peer over the dashboard. “How much farther? And please don’t kill us.”
His chuckle was strained. “Minutes. Are you wet?” Using his grip in my hair, he turned me to look at him. His green eyes were like lasers as he studied me.
I nodded.
The muscles of his cheeks twitched. He flicked his gaze up over my shoulder, nodded. He caught the wheel with his knee. With his free hand, he rubbed his thumb over my lower lip. “Your mouth is fucking amazing.”
I nipped his thumb. “I’m glad you think so.” Lowered my mouth to his groin again. Licked the tip as I pumped my hand up and down his shaft.
“Fuck, cupcake. No more. I’m going to come inside you. Tuck it away.” He pulled on my head.
I tightened my abs, stiffened my neck. I wasn’t done playing with him yet. I sealed my lips around the shaft and sucked as I swirled the tip of my tongue over and around the sensitive head of