Page 86 of Hyde and Seek

I’d consulted my good friend, Professor Google, about the event, and learned everyone’s arrival was met with photographers and press. I was on edge about doing or saying something wrong.

When we reached the limo, Jake opened the seriously,seriouslykickass angel wing door and moved aside.

I bent low to get in, stopping when I felt Jake’s hands on my hips and his hard cock pressed against my ass.

“Didn’t see the back of the dress ‘til now. Like it, baby.” He pushed harder against me as he bent to lightly kiss behind my ear. “Not too fond of other people seein’ you in it. But I like it.”

He slowly released my hips, his fingers trailing as I moved away to climb in. I sat to one side, Jake getting in and sitting across from me. The door closed behind him, and a few moments later we were on our way.

“Are you excited about tonight?” I crossed my legs, the slit moving to expose my thigh.

Jake’s eyes moved slowly over my calf, his gaze like a physical caress. He sat quietly and stared for longer than was appropriate, not that I was complaining.

He left my question unanswered. “Who chose the shoes?”

“We all pretty much agreed they were perfect.”

“Good choice. Though they’re givin’ me thoughts that’re gonna make bein’ in front of people pretty fuckin’ awkward.”

“Wonder if they’re the same thoughts I had.” I laughed softly.

“Really doubt it. What’d you think?”

I looked to the side. “Ray mentioned that they look like little bondage devices for my feet, and, well, I agree.”

Leaning over suddenly, Jake took my hand and pulled me onto his lap. His arm wrapped around me, his hand resting on my exposed thigh while his thumb stroked back and forth. “And what, might I ask, do you know about such scandalous matters?”

“It comes up a lot in books. Then there’s the movies, of course,” I teased back.

At my words, Jake’s playful expression was replaced by heat. “We aren’t goin’ to the auction. Fuck that. We’re spendin’ the whole damn weekend in bed. You’ll tell me, in great detail, everythin’ you’ve read and watched, and we’ll reenact it. The guys can handle tonight.”

“Really, baby? You wanna leave Kase in charge of talking to a whole room?” I started laughing as I pictured Kase ordering all of the men out and then making his rounds to hit on all the women.

“Yeah. Guess that wouldn’t work,” he muttered, looking disappointed.

As another car drove by, the interior of the limo was briefly illuminated. “I love the chrome and black look.”

“You can probably get something like this in the Charger. I know a guy.”

“I don’t know. I think dudes that work with their hands like that are crazy hot. You might not want me around him.”

“You do, huh?” Jake slid his hand further up my thigh as he bit down gently on my ear lobe.

“Oh yeah. Especially ones that are so thoughtful to their…”

Shit, what am I supposed to say?

We still hadn’t put labels on anything, and I didn’t want him to think I was forcing one. We were together and neither of us were seeing anyone else, and that was what mattered. I knew enough to know that labels didn’t equal fidelity or respect.

“Sweets,” I finished.

“As much as I’d love to stay in here doin’ this, we’re almost there and I need a few minutes of baseball stats. Maybe a book to hold all night.”

“Baby, that’s why you have me.”

“I’dreallyfuckin’ love to have you, but we’ll be there in less than five.”

I glanced at the closed partition before lowering myself to my knees in between his legs. “Well, I’ll just work extra hard.” I unzipped his jeans, pulling them and his boxers down just enough to have room to work. Skipping any teasing, I went straight for the good stuff, taking him in my mouth as far as I could.

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