Entice - By Ella Frank Page 0,47
make me feel like a woman?”
“Hmm,” he answered, watching the road.
He didn’t even hear what she had said, and before he knew it, she was right up beside him, sliding her hand smoothly along his thigh. He whipped his head around, and their eyes met.
“Careful, I need to concentrate.”
“So concentrate. I just need to touch you for a minute,” she told him while continuing to stroke his thigh.
Josh let out a ragged groan, moving his arm away from the window to grip the steering wheel tight with both hands.
“You don’t even need to touch me to make me feel like a woman. I’m finding if I just sit and think about you—or even better, if I sit here and look at you—I have absolutely no problem feeling like a woman.” She paused in her verbal torture and slid that hot little hand over his leg toward the inseam of his jeans, stopping mid-thigh. He sucked in a deep breath.
“I can’t wait to get you naked, Josh. Hot, naked, and mine. Hmm, I can’t wait,” she whispered.
Josh took a chance and looked sideways at her. She was so close that he could see her pupils had dilated, and he knew she was as aroused as he was. His cock was so hard that he was surprised it hadn’t busted through his jeans. She hadn’t even touched him there, and he was ready to go off like a rocket.
“Move your hand, Shelly,” he managed, trying to keep his attention on the road despite her torture.
He watched her eyes spark with mischief, and then she started to move her hand up his leg toward his throbbing hardness.
“Not there,” he told her through clenched teeth. “Move your hand away from me, or we’re going to have an accident.”
He watched her grin and felt her squeeze his thigh while she leaned up to put her mouth next to his ear.
“Find a motel.”
Josh felt every muscle in his body clench, but he looked down at her and shook his head.
She pouted, squeezing his thigh again. “Why not?”
Josh licked his lips and explained, “If we stop, we won’t ever leave.” He paused. “Have mercy, Georgia. Take your hand off of me before I explode and move back to your side of the truck before I go insane.”
Josh groaned as she kissed his cheek and quickly brushed her palm against his erection. Then, she moved back to her side of the truck.
He looked over to where she was sitting, staring at him with hot eyes and a strained smile.
“I hate that you’re right,” she told him.
He looked at her and replied softly, “Believe me, so do I.”
***
Shelly was so frustrated!
She was so hot and bothered that she was almost tempted to undo her jeans and stick her hands inside to take care of her own ache. But, as she looked at the beautifully tense and stiff man navigating the truck’s steering wheel, she knew that waiting would be its own reward.
She couldn’t believe how turned on he had gotten her, yet he hadn’t done anything but drive and say a few words.
The man was potent and so hot that he set her on fire by just looking at her. Forget that. He set me on fire by just breathing.
His dog was now lying down across the back seat, and Shelly took a chance, looking over at him. He raised his head, and his mouth fell open. She could have sworn he was smiling at her. She felt her heart squeeze a little, and she couldn’t help but smile back at him.
“Stop flirting with my dog.”
Shelly’s eyes moved to Josh, who had glanced at her for a moment.
“I’m not flirting with your dog. I don’t even like him.”
She could have sworn the dog understood because he whined, and she immediately felt guilty.
Josh took that moment to look in his rearview mirror. “Don’t worry. She said that about me, too.”
Rolling her eyes, she slumped down in the seat. “Do you want me to drive for a little bit?”
“My truck?”
“No, your Lamborghini. Of course the truck.”
Josh shook his head. “Ahh, no, it’s fine. I’m going to pull over for lunch in a few minutes, and then we’ll go the rest of the way.”
Shelly nodded and watched out the window, noticing a twenty-four hour motel. She glanced at Josh longingly.
He shook his head. “No.”
Sighing, Shelly capitulated. “Fine. Food it is.”
She was no less frustrated when he laughed and pulled off the highway to get them some food.
***
Six long hours later, Josh was