“Ready for another drink, birthday girl?” Jake’s deep voice rumbled in my ear as he wrapped his arms around my waist while I waved.
“Oh yeah.”
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“Why don’t we go to my place?” Jake asked, carrying me to the Camaro because my feet hurt.
“The surprise is at mine.”
“Maybe it would be better for tomorrow, yeah?”
“Why?”
“Sweets, you’re drunk.”
“Are you?”
“No. I only had one beer with your dad.” Jake lowered me to my feet and I got into the car.
I slid closer to him when he got in on his side. “Then we’re good. Trust me, baby. Me drunk is good. Especially for you.”
“Oh, really?” He smiled as he pulled me into his lap. “How so?”
“Well, I’m fun drunk. Happy drunk. Most importantly,hornydrunk. Of course that’s not saying much since I’m always horny.”
“Always?” Jake’s voice was deep, his fingers sliding under my skirt.
I caught his hand, halting its journey. “Nope, you have to be patient.” Pressing a kiss to the underside of his jaw, I moved over to the passenger’s seat. “Now take me home, Jeeves.”
“Yes, dear.”
Chapter Eleven
Revelations
“Harder. Faster.”
“Where’s the fun in that?”
“You’re in so much trouble when we’re done, Mr. Bossy Pants.”
Jake smirked. “Doubt it since I’m pretty sure you’re stayin’ tied to the bed.”
“God, baby. Please?”
“What do you want?”
“You.”
“What about me? You want me to go slower?” he teased, barely inching in and out.
I hadn’t thought it was possible to go slower. “No, stop!”
“You want me to stop?” Shrugging, he pulled out and sat back. “If you say so.”
“No, no, no. I meant stop going slow. Go fast.” I tried, and failed, to move.
“And end this? I’m thinkin’ I wanna taste some sweetness.”