Page 68 of Play For Me
“I definitely have something to give you,” he breathes, closing the distance and molding his lips to mine. The kiss is soft at first as his tongue slowly strokes mine, but desire has us quickly going all in as we desperately try to fill this need flowing through our veins.
He gently bites my bottom lip as he tortures me with his tongue, knowing all too well what it can do. When I tug on hislip ring, a moan escapes us both as his body presses harder into me. I can feel everything through his gym shorts, and there’s no denying the effect I have on him as my body eagerly wants to accept its fate.
“Fuck,” he pants, breaking away and stepping back. “I’ve got to stop or I’ll never be able to walk out of here. It’s never just a kiss with you. It’s always a goddamn tsunami.”
The front of his shorts is clearly tented, and I try to suppress my laughter at the thought of him trying to hide that in front of his sister.
“I’m glad you find humor in my painful state.” His lip twitches with amusement as I finally break out into a grin.
“It’s a pretty impressive painful state.” I eye the massive outline and suddenly wish we had more time so I could properly take care of it.
“You looking at me like that is not helping.” His voice is low, and his eyes are trained on me as I tear my gaze away from temptation. It’s clear we have the same thoughts running through our minds as we lock eyes.
“Sorry. I can’t help it. It’s hard not to stare.”
“Trust me, I’m enjoying it. A little too much,” he adds with a low growl. “Under different circumstances, I wouldn’t ever want you to stop, but if there is any hope of me walking out of here in the next two minutes I need you to put away those fuck me eyes before I haul you over my shoulder and mess up your pretty makeup and hair.”
“Noted,” I giggle. “I’m just going to freshen up in the bathroom while you, uh, do your thing to get it to go down.”
I walk quickly back to the bathroom before I lose all common sense and take him up on his offer to mess up my makeup and hair. I can’t make the girls wait any longer, though, so I pull myself together as best as I can before walking back out.
He seems to be better now, and I avoid looking down at all costs so I don’t provoke something.
He chuckles softly and kisses me briefly on the lips before pulling back.
“Let’s get you going before I really do lock you in the closet to keep you here with me.”
We walk back out, and Savi lifts her head when she sees us.
“All done, going over the babysitting instructions?” Her teasing eyes let me know we are not fooling anyone.
“I’m all set,” Miles grins. “We didn’t have the time to thoroughly go over everything like I really,reallywanted to do,” he winks at me, and my eyes widen, “but I got what I came in there for.” He sits down next to Bee and reaches for the pizza box. “You didn’t eat it all already, did you?” He asks her in a teasing voice.
“No,” she giggles. “That would be impossible. My belly isn’t that big.”
Laughing, he takes a couple of slices and puts them on a plate. “I hope you left room for dessert. I may have a surprise for you in the truck.”
“Muffins?” Her eyes light up, and he shakes his head.
“Something even better…brownies.”
“Yes!” She squeals. “I love brownies!”
“I had a feeling you would,” he grins.
“Well, that’s our cue to get out of here so you guys can start your party,” I say, bending down to kiss Bee on the head. “Please be good for Miles. We wouldn’t want to scare him off on the first night.”
“Miles doesn’t get scared. He rides a motorcycle and has pretty tattoos. He’s super brave.”
I look over at him, and his pierced eyebrow raises. “See. Nothing is going to scare me off. I’m brave, just like Bee said. You’re stuckwith me.”
Smiling, I hug Bee one last time. “Love you, little bee.”
“Love you too, Momma. Bye, Aunt Savi!” Bee grins at her before taking a sip of milk.
I look at Savi and arch a brow. “What? It’s wishful thinking on my part,” she grins, and Miles snickers. “Besides, she’s Charlie’s best friend and you're my new bestie, so it’s only appropriate that I get to be Aunt Savi.”
“Why do I feel like I’m suddenly getting ganged up on here?”
