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And he wanted more. He couldn’t get enough of wanting more.
He pulled out of the parking spot and turned around, heading in the direction of his place.
“Where are we going?”
“I want you in my bed.”
“Oh.”
“Yours is too small. I hang off the end.”
“I’m kinda hanging out right now.”
“Stop teasing me already.”
“Why? It’s fun.”
Jaz sighed through the pained chuckle. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve been hard for you tonight?”
“No. How long?”
“Since before we ever left your place.”
“Why didn’t you say something?”
“Because I had to get you toKatzor Jackie would have sent out a search party.”
She didn’t say anything, not that he expected her to. But then she started to pull her top up and he thrust a hand out to stop her. “I like them bare.” He tugged on one of her nipples until she arched in the seat. “They’re gorgeous and we’re almost there.”
And he didn’t let go. Not even when she raised her hand and tugged on her other nipple. Not even when she slid her free hand between her legs and rubbed herself through her jeans and moaned in his seat.
She looked at him with hooded eyes and whispered his name with a catch that had him doing a double take. He damn near drove them off the road. “Don’t you dare come without me inside you.”
“Then get inside me.”
She dry humped her hand, but he had to rethink the dry part. He knew better. She’d been wet since he’d held her against the wall in the club, since he’d been between her legs on the hood. He knew she was hot, wet, feeling the itch beneath her skin. He knew because he was feeling the same itch, the same greedy need beneath his.
“A few more minutes. Hold on, baby.”
“I can’t, Jaz …”
“You can if you stop fucking with yourself.”
“I don’t want to … It feels too good … I’m almost there …”
Shit. “It’ll feel better if I bring you off.” He took the next corner faster than he should have and floored it. Damn good thing it was a packed dirt road. He could see the outline of small his house as he rounded the bend.
As he pulled in the drive, Mandi’s eyes closed and her mouth opened, gasping. He pulled hard on her nipple until she whimpered and looked at him. He pinched the tortured bud between his fingers once more, then let go and covered it with his mouth. He wrapped his tongue around it, toyed with it and she purred her approval.
He wanted more.
He snaked his hand down her jeans and inside her panties to touch the smooth, silky heat of her sex. Her purr? Yeah, it turned into a full-blown growl.
Jaz worried her nipple between his teeth. Two of his long fingers slid inside her already clutching channel. It wouldn’t take much to make her come. And much as he wanted her to come right then, he wanted her to come on his cock while watching her beautiful face more. He ground the heel of his palm against her clit, drove her higher until she was on the edge writhing in the seat …
He kissed his way up her chest and whispered against her mouth, “Not until I get inside you.”
