Page 24 of Forbidden Ride
Chapter Nine
“You got that right, Jenny,” I rasp. She’s driving me fucking crazy here. My cock is heavy and dying for her. The fact that she’s on the same page as me, knowing that she’s mine, sends my blood roaring.
Even though everything with Jenny has been all systems go since pretty much the second I found her in the snow, her telling me I’mhershas me losing my mind. My dick pulses against my jeans, begging to claim the sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted.
I hold her closer, my hand in the small of her back pressing her body against mine. My chin on her soft hair, my other hand roaming over that big sweatshirt. I slide my hand down the bulky fabric and slip it underneath, exploring her smooth skin, all soft and warm.
It’s my job to protect Jenny. After her accident, I didn’t want to push her into doing anything that might make her feel vulnerable. I know from my military experience that everyone handles trauma differently. And our families’ history only made the situation more complicated.
I needed to be sure Jenny was thoroughly healed, mentally and physically, from the accident.
Now, I’m sure. She bounced back from what must’ve been a terrifying experience a lot quicker than most. I don’t have to hold back anymore.
“William,” she murmurs, running her delicate hands over my jeans. My heart hammers, every part of me is in knots, as her hand glides down, so close to my aching, swollen cock. She teases me as she slowly slides her hand down and finally clasps my dick. I let out a groan.
“You’re going to make me come in my pants.”Mine. Mine. Mine.The animal inside me is awake, and there’s no going back. She knows it too. Without a doubt, she’s lighting a fire, telling me that playtime is over.
Jenny doesn’t move her hand; instead she goes a step further and takes a firm hold of me. Her breath comes faster and harder against my neck as she strokes my cock through my jeans.
I’m getting her signal loud and clear, and the response is primal. I feel like a tiger about to mount Jenny from behind and mate her, out here in the open. If we didn’t have clothes on, we’d be fucking each other right now on this dance floor.
Jenny shifts. Now she’s wrapped her leg around me and is humping my throbbing cock. The heat from her pussy goes right through my clothes.
My woman wants me to fuck her, and Ineedher like fucking air. I take her hand. “Come with me, sexy mama.”
“Where? Where are we going?”
“For one, we’re getting off this dance floor, unless you want me to fuck you here.” I take her hand off my dick and hold it tight, leading Jenny back to her seat by the bar. I catch Lorinda’s eye. “My cell phone’s dead,” I lie. “Mind if we use your office?” I gesture to the door behind the bar.
“Is something wrong?” Lorinda asks, her gaze shifting to Jenny and then back to me.
“It’s an emergency, and I would appreciate a little privacy.”
“Oh no.” Lorinda brings a hand up to her mouth, looking horrified. “In all the weather, I—of course. I just hope no one is hurt.” She hurries over to the little side door on the bar and swings it open.
I usher Jenny in first, and we squeeze behind the bar, past all the glasses, ice, and liquor bottles. Lorinda leads us into the office. It’s a tiny, closet-sized room with stacks of boxes, cases of booze, paper towels, and napkins all over the place.
“Phone’s right here,” Lorinda says frantically, pointing to an old-fashioned black corded phone. Take all the time you need.” She gives me a worried once-over and then quickly closes the door behind her.
Jenny looks up at me slack-jawed. It all happened so fast. I’m sure she’s wondering why we’re here.
“Is something wrong?” Jenny scans the room. “You could’ve used my phone.”
“There’s nothing wrong.” I lean across her and lock the door. “Except for the fact that I need you desperately, and you need a good fucking.”
“What?” Her eyes flash fire.
