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My table-turn lasts approximately 2.5 seconds.
Abe apparently isn’t afraid of being shot by me because he snatches the gun from my hands and empties the chamber of bullets into his lap as he drives.
“Don’t point that thing at me. If that goes off, I could die.”
“Yeah, that was kind of the point.”
He splits a glance between me and the road. “I’m sorry, Lauren. I really am. That wasn’t supposed to happen.”
I punch him as best I can with the limited use of my hands. “No shit. Well, I didn’t consent to what was supposed to happen, so I guess having my vein drained by a vampire was the perfect end to a shitty day.”
Abe’s gaze lands on the puncture marks at my neck, and he abruptly swerves to the side of the road.
To my shock, he grasps my nape and pulls me toward his mouth.
“What are you doing? Get off me, perv!” I punch his chin as he comes closer. I know I didn’t hit him hard, but it’s like he doesn’t even feel it.
His lips part and press against the skin of my neck. Then he drags his tongue over the place where the vampire bit me.
Oh.
Oh, wow. What is he doing?
My pussy gets wet–soaking wet.
I was already turned on by seeing him bash through that door and shoot a gun. It’s not every day a kid from high school suddenly transforms into the bad-ass hero from an action movie. But this is next-level.
I’ve never felt so innervated, so lustful in my entire life.
“Don’t flatter yourself, Pearls.” Abe’s voice is a deep rumble against my skin. “If I were using my tongue for pleasure, you’d be begging me for more.” He murmurs the words in my ear, then swirls the tip of his tongue around each of my puncture marks.
The slow pulse between my legs grows more insistent. “Wh-what are you doing, then, creep-o?” I’m too flustered for my epithet to sound even remotely genuine. Too turned on by this big, virile male holding me captive to lick my neck. I become aware of his other hand, which grips my knee. His thumb brushes lightly along the sensitive skin of my inner thigh.
“My saliva has antibiotic and healing properties.” Another lick.
I can’t stop thinking about his tongue between my legs now. How it would feel if he gave a slow roll of that tongue over my clit the way he’s moving it now. You’d be begging me for more, Pearls.
It definitely sounds like Abe Oakley knows what he’s doing.
I’ve only been with one guy–Luke–and I’ve never begged for more. Yesterday, I would’ve sworn Abe was the last guy I’d ever get hot for, but right now, I’m wishing I were already single. That I could ask Abe to show me how just exactly he’d use his tongue for pleasure.
“My saliva’s not as potent as a vampire’s, but it will help heal the wounds.”
“O-oh.”
Oops. That sounded sexual. More like a moan than acknowledgment. Did I just undulate my hips on the car seat?
I’m not going to admit that I don’t want him to stop. That the pulse between my legs has become louder and louder, and now it’s all I can do not to lick him back.
“I guess you’re attracted to me, too.”
Smug bastard.
I shove him away. “Now who’s flattering himself?”
Abe quirks a cocky smile, but the brush of his thumb over my puncture wound is almost tender. “I know the scent of your arousal, Pearls.” He touches his nose. “I have an excellent sense of smell.”
My cheeks heat. Can that be true? Well, it must be if he said it.
