Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23745 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23745 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
I just want to let the man be the man right now.
“Okay,” I call back, kicking my foot in the dirt and doing a little twirl. I’m biting my lower lip as I turn around and watch him finish up. He checks the tightness of the lugs, lowers the car, and dusts off his hands as he brings his tools back over to the trunk.
“Impressive.” I smile.
He grins back at me as he goes back for the flat. “Eh, it’s not that hard. Especially compared to the things I do at work.”
I watch as he puts everything back in the trunk, then uses an old bottle of water and a rag to clean off his hands.
“Ready?” he asks.
My body’s on fire. My heart is racing, and I’m licking my lips as I step over to him and run both of my hands up his arms, feeling the size of his thick, taut biceps. “Oh, I’m ready, all right.”
Blake’s eyes immediately narrow as he looks down at me. He glances behind him, and I look over his shoulder to see a small family entering the restaurant. He quickly grabs me by the waist and leads me to the passenger side door, opens it, lifts me up and nearly tosses me inside.
I yelp and giggle up at him as he looks down at me like a wild animal, closes the door, then comes around and gets in on his side and starts the car. I instantly lean over the center console and start fiddling with the zipper on his pants as he pulls out of the parking lot.
“You know, I’m getting really sick of this parents-being-home thing.”
“We’re not going home,” he says, taking a left where we should be taking a right.
“We’re not?”
“Nope.” He shakes his head.
“Where are we going?”
“Someplace a bit more private.” He smiles. I can feel his bulge growing larger beneath my hands. “Someplace I can have my way with you, sexy.”
God, I love the way he speaks to me. I can feel the moisture ebbing from my body as I sit beside him. My pulse is already rapid and my heart pumping heavy. I’ve known him for so little time, but it feels as though there is no barrier between us whatsoever. Now I just need him inside me…
I manage to get his cock out of his pants as he drives, which draws a groan from his lips. And just before I go down on him, I give him a look that says Do you want this? and I’m going to give this to you at the same time. And just as my lips touch his tip and I take him into my mouth, he lets out a sound that fills me with pride and fills my eyes with a smile. I can literally feel the groan in his stomach against my cheek as I take more of him into my mouth.
“Fuck, baby, that feels so good. Don’t make it too good, or I’ll crash and kill us both.”
I’d laugh if I could, but my mouth is full. So I do my best to just go slowly but still pleasure him as he keeps driving, taking us wherever it is he’s taking us. He takes a hand off the wheel and places it on the back of my head, guiding me up and down, which for some reason turns me on like crazy. Somehow the image of him with one hand on the wheel and one hand on me as I suck him is just so sexy. So dominant and masculine.
Soon, I feel a bump as we go over something, and the road turns rough. Blake whispers, “We’re here, baby.”
I sit up as he slows the car and look out ahead of us to see we’re parked at a quarry, a long drop to the still water beneath us reflecting the stars overhead.
“My friends and I used to come here as kids,” he says. “Now nobody ever comes here. We’ll be nice and safe.”
Before I can even respond, he reaches out and snatches my shirt off. I can feel the sheer lust and desire in his movements, and it stokes the fire already burning inside of me.
I lean forward to kiss him, but he’s already getting out of the car and coming around to my side. He tears the door open and snatches me around the waist, yanks me out into the night, and presses me up against the cold metal. Then he slides his hand down my pants.
My mouth falls open as the pleasure stabs my center. But I’m only given a brief moment to take it all in before he’s unzipping me like I unzipped him. He leans in to kiss me, and I position my lips to accept it, but all I’m given is the slightest graze from his mouth – a tease that chokes a whimper from my throat as he moves to my throat and gently flickers his tongue against my skin.