to Abel, who is already reaching for me. I let out a small scream as he slides his seat all the way back before dropping me right into his lap. I end up straddling him, my hands landing on his broad chest. I move them around a little to get my balance or to feel him up a bit. One or the other.
“You think I don’t want to kiss you?” Now he’s looking at me like I’m the crazy one. He’s the one that runs hot and cold. Crap. I think I might be doing the same thing. I’ve been telling him that nothing was happening with him and me, and now I’m upset that he’s been respecting my wishes?
“You were annoyed with me all day.”
“I’m a little on edge.”
He leans in closer, his warm breath tickling my lips. His big hands come up to my face. “There is nothing more I want to do then kiss you.” Before I can say anything, his mouth is on mine. My fingers dig into his shirt as he kisses me. “Open up for me.”
He tilts my head back. I part my lips, giving him what he asked for. His tongue slips past my lips. The kiss is both soft and needy. I let myself lean more into him, enjoying the feel of his big body against mine. God he tastes good. I want more. I shift in his lap, trying to get closer to him, but there are too many damn clothes. His hard cock presses against me just right. There is a throb between my legs seeking relief.
He pulls his mouth from mine, going to my neck. I fight to catch my breath, but a moan pours from me as he kisses and sucks his way down my neck. I scream when a loud knock sounds on the window. I try to jump out of Abel’s lap, but he doesn't let me get anywhere.
“What are you, in high school?” Marist asks. I groan, hiding my face in Abel’s neck. My cheeks burn with embarrassment. I mean, Marist just caught me practically dry humping Abel “Come inside before you both go to jail for indecent exposure.”
Abel lets out a small chuckle. I smile against his neck. I don’t know what just got into me, but it felt nice. It was freeing to throw caution to the wind and let it take me wherever.
Abel once again lifts me, easily putting me back over into my seat. I watch as he tries to adjust himself. There is no missing the outline of his cock in his slacks.
“Come on. Let's do this so we can get back home?”
“You mean the hotel.” He gives me a look that has me giggling. He makes a grab for me, but I open the door and jump out before he can get his hands on me. He jumps out of the truck, snagging my hand. I have no idea where this leaves us or why he was acting so weird with me today, but I guess we’ll figure that out later.
I lick my lips, still feeling him there. How in such a short time have I gone from trying to wiggle free of Abel to wondering why he wasn’t insisting on holding me tighter? Marist is standing in the door waiting for us.
She opens it for us to step in.
“Hi.” I give her a smile, not sure if this woman dislikes me now. She was so nice that day in the office, even asking to see some of my work.
“I’m sorry, Abel.” Marist pulls her robe tighter around her.
“I thought I was the one coming to apologize.”
Marist rolls her eyes, turning to head into a sitting room. It doesn’t shock me in the least that her place is beyond stunning. The woman has a great eye, and I hope she decides to stay on because I could learn a lot from her. She sits on the edge of a chair, motioning for us to take the sofa.
“If I had known this is what was going to happen, I would have kept my mouth shut.” She shakes her head. She’s sad. I can see it in her eyes.
“Marist. I don’t want you to think for one second I would try and replace you. I brought Pepper on because”—he looks over at me—“I want her close to me.” My stomach flutters. I must have been reading today wrong. Wait, does that mean he lied about thinking my work was impressive?
“I know