Like a Boss - Annabelle Costa Page 0,41
hand slides under the hemline of my skirt. As his fingers caress my thigh, it occurs to me that while he hasn’t been out on a date in two years, I haven’t had sex in just as long. I haven’t had fingers exploring up my skirt in quite a long time and it leaves me breathless.
I lean back so that my head is stuck in an uncomfortable spot between the seat and the door. I’ve never fooled around in a car before, maybe because I didn’t date back in high school. Once you get out of high school, there’s usually a bed available. And honestly, I’m not sure I’ve ever been with a man who wanted me so urgently that he had to have me in a car. But Luke wants me that bad right now. He’s pushing my skirt up, kissing my belly just above my panties. His breath is hot and every time he kisses me, I feel a tingling in my clit. Thank God I wore somewhat sexy red bikini panties today, not some granny panties with holes in them. I must have had an inkling we’d end up like this.
He’s taunting me a bit, going lower and lower with his mouth, but taking his time. I lace my fingers into his hair and squeeze my hands into fists as I moan with a combination of anticipation and pleasure. I know I must be hurting him, but he is completely focused on his task. He’s pulling my panties down with his teeth, lowering his head, and then….
There’s a tap on the window.
Oh shit.
I can hardly catch my breath, but when I look up, I see who knocked on our window. It’s a cop.
Luke straightens up, also breathing hard. His face is flushed and he’s grinning, despite the gravity of the situation. He fumbles for the button to open the window and then addresses the officer with a sheepish look on his face. “Uh, hi,” he says.
The officer frowns. He looks pissed off. Oh God, am I going to get arrested for having sex in public? I’ll never live that down. I’ll have to move.
“I saw what you were doing in there,” he says. “You know, this is a residential neighborhood.”
“Right,” Luke says. “I know. I’m really sorry, Officer.”
“You think just because you have a Tesla, you can get away with anything?” the officer says. Shit, he’s really angry at us. Damn you, Luke—why do you have to have such an expensive car?
“I’m terribly sorry,” Luke says again. He looks completely unconcerned.
“All right, get out of the car,” the cop says.
Luke obligingly opens the door to the car. He grabs his wheelchair out of the back seat and the officer watches in shock as he pops the wheels into place. When he transfers into the seat, the cop is white as a sheet. I would have laughed if I wasn’t still shaking. Luke pushes his palms into his thighs to straighten out his posture and he looks at the officer questioningly.
“Oh, um…” the cop says. His jaw is hanging open. He peeks into the car at me, probably wondering if I need a wheelchair too. “Well, um, I guess… I can let you off with a warning.”
“I appreciate that,” Luke says politely.
The officer still looks stunned as he goes back to his own car. Luke looks at me in the car and winks, “I never get tickets.”
“Jesus.” I wipe my sweaty palms on my dress. “I was sure we were going to get arrested.”
“Nah.” He grins. “Worst comes to worst, I would have slipped him a hundred bucks.”
I glance outside—the officer is still lingering nearby. “I better go.”
His face falls. “Oh.”
“It’s getting late,” I say, “and… well, like I said, I’ve got stairs.”
Luke nods. “All right,” he says. “Will you come to my office for lunch tomorrow?”
“Lunch, huh?” I smile.
“Totally innocent,” he assures me with a grin.
That would be a pretty big disappointment.
Chapter 16
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Contact me if you have been laid off by Thayer Industries. We are considering a class-action lawsuit against the company, and also against Lucas Thayer. Let’s bring this bastard down!
The next morning, when I’m supposed to be working, I instead find an article online about the top twenty-five most influential people in Boston. Luke is number nineteen.
I’m pretty excited that the nineteenth most influential person is my… well, I’m not entirely sure what we are, but we’re definitely something. Even if we were just friends, it would be pretty exciting.
In the blurb on Luke,