Page 149 of Mr. Wicked


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“True.”

He exhaled and I could hear the emotion in his breath. “Listen to me, you can’t change what’s going to happen or how we’re going to feel once we’re wed. Neither of us can. Nor can I tell you that every fucking moment is going to be perfect or what we’re going to look like once we’ve fulfilled our contract. That’s an answer no one can give you. We just have to be present and wait it out and trust that whatever happens, it’s the best thing for the both of us.” He rubbed his nose against mine. “What I can tell you is that I want to be here right now and I’d never let you do any of this shit alone.”

He hadn’t promised me a single thing, but for some reason, what he had given me was enough.

I pulled him in even tighter, hugging him against my body, his mouth pressing against the top of my head.

He broke the silence. “Your plan was to drop me off at home and then take the car to your parents’ new place, right?”

There was still no reason for me to incur the expense of a car, even though it wouldn’t cost anything to park in Grayson’s garage. The last couple of times I’d driven out to see Mom and Dad, I’d just borrowed his.

I hoped that wasn’t about to change for some reason.

I lifted my face off his chest. “I’d like to check on the move and see how it’s going. Maybe bring my parents some lunch. Knowing them, they’re so worked up about people touching their things and making sure no one drops anything that they probably haven’t eaten a thing. That’s okay, right?”

“Yeah, yeah. I was just checking.”

The valet attendant pulled up and Grayson climbed into the driver’s seat. I stood outside the passenger door while he put on his seat belt. “Shouldn’t I drive?” I asked him. “It’ll make dropping you off a little easier ... no?”

He shifted into first gear. “I’ve decided to go with you.” He smiled. “Unless you want to be alone?”

I climbed into the seat and instantly leaned across the center to kiss him. “Who are you?”

He chuckled and pulled into the road as I wrapped the belt around me. “What do you mean?”

“You just sat through a two-hour meeting with a wedding planner and now you’re driving me out to Brockton to help me check on my parents’ move. And your word of choice was passion. It wasn’t eclectic or unique or expensive or even extravagant. It was passion—a word you used to describe us.”

He stopped at the light. “And that’s a bad thing?”

“It’s just not a Grayson thing, so I feel the need to point it out. I can’t help but get all wiggly about it.”

“Wiggly?”

I leaned across the small armrest that separated us. “Yes. Wiggly. It’s the way you make me feel. The tingles that erupted in my chest the second you held my hand during that meeting.” I kissed his ear and over to his cheek, my lips buried in his beard, a sensation and scent I couldn’t get enough of. “You’ve just been full of surprises today.”

I could see his smile from his profile. “If you keep kissing me like that, I’m going to have us make a pit stop at the condo.”

I giggled. “There’s no reason to stop. I can do lots from the front seat.”

“But I’m driving.”

“So?”

He quickly glanced at me.

“Let’s just say, you’ll owe me when you get home.”

He moaned, “My dirty girl,” and his hand shot through the back of my hair, gripping my head. “But I’m already hard, so you better not be teasing me, Jovana.”

“Oh, I’m not.” I rubbed my palm over his dick. “I wouldn’t do that to either of us.” I found his button and popped it through the hole and lowered his zipper. “Because even though this is for you, it’s just as much for me.” Inside his jeans, he was wearing boxer briefs, the large opening in the front making it easy to poke his hard-on through, the tip glistening with pre-cum.

“I’m going to fucking devour your pussy the second we walk through the door.”

I ran my tongue around the small hole, licking off the bead, swallowing the saltiness the second it hit my tongue.

“Fuck yes,” he hissed.

“You have one job.” I glanced up through the windshield and checked the windows on both sides of the car, knowing they were tinted enough that I couldn’t be seen. “To not get us into an accident or this idea of mine is going to go downhill very fast.”

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