Page 77 of The Girlfriend Card
“Even though I turned your driving lesson into a sob story about my dad?”
“It wasn’t a sob story. You were opening up and sharing a part of yourself with me.” She brushed her hand along myforearm. “And by the way? I think it’s incredibly sexy that you’re strong and secure enough to be vulnerable.”
“Ha. Wow. I don’t know what to say.” I couldn’t help but let out a surprised chuckle. “Ottavia, you’re not at all like the girls I’m used to.”
Her smile put a twinkle in her beautiful eyes. “Is that a complaint or a compliment? I can’t tell,” she teased.
“It’s definitely a compliment,” I said, unable to resist the smile that tugged at the corners of my mouth.
“Yeah?” she asked.
Our eyes locked, a silent understanding passing between us.
I nodded, my heart thumping with anticipation. “Yeah.”
An unspoken desire hung in the air, drawing us closer together.
“Well, thank you,” she whispered as I slowly leaned in.
I cradled the back of her head and gently guided her mouth to mine. Her plump lips were as smooth and silky as the petals of a rose, and we shared a tender kiss.
“Dakota.” She spoke my name in a sigh. Roused by the longing in her sexy voice, my cock began to pump and stir.
We pressed against each other once more, deepening our kiss, a heat growing between our juicy lips. Our tongues entwined, igniting the spark of passion into a fiery blaze. Her taste filled my senses—she tasted so pure, soright, like she was made for me and I was made for her and this was the moment we’d both come to realize it.
“Ottavia …” I growled.
Lips locked, tongues wrestled, and hands began to roam in a delicious tangle of need and lust. Webothwanted more, the flames of desire rising between us—but with the engine off, the sporty coupe was quickly reaching a boil, too. When the air was too thick and humid to bear, we shared a soft laugh and reluctantly pulled apart.
“Whew,” she said, fanning herself.
“Yeah, crank that A/C, girl,” I said.
She started the engine, icy relief blasting from the air vents, and looked at me.
“Now what?” she asked, biting her lip.
As much as I wanted to reach over the center console, scoop her up, and pull her into my lap? I didn’t want our first time to be in a cramped coupe in the middle of an empty parking lot. Any other girl I’d been with? Hell yeah. But not Ottavia. Something told me she wasn’t just another notch in the belt.
I gestured at the road ahead of us. “I think you’re ready to take this thing out for a real drive.”
Her eyes widened. “What?! No way—I can’t! What if I stall in the middle of traffic?”
“Then you’ll start her up again. It’s no big deal.”
“Okay, but what if Icrash?”
“You won’t.”
“But I don’t have a legal driver’s license!”
“Who cares? I’m a millionaire, and you’re a billionaire. Together, I’m pretty sure we can pay off any ticket.”
“I dunno …” She bit her lip, grinning with excitement.
“Babe. Trust me. Yougotthis. You can do it.”
“Think so?”
