Remi shrugs. “We liked to go to the store late at night when we needed a break from studying. Plus, they had a line of T-shirts that were really soft. I had one in each color.”
We find the snack aisle, and I grab two bags of the salty treats for my aunt. “Need anything else? We could check out the makeup department.”
He shoots me a flat look. “I don’t think so. Do you really buy makeup from here?”
“No,” I say with a smirk, “but I used to. Now I’m spoiled since all Hale employees get a product allowance every month.”
We begin walking back down the aisle, but Remi pulls me to a stop, his head tilted to the side. “I love this song,” he says, a smile playing on his luscious lips. I hear the sultry lyrics to “I’ll Make Love to You” over the store’s sound system.
“Boyz II Men?” I ask, and he nods, taking the chips from me and setting them on a nearby shelf.
“Dance with me.”
“In the middle of Target?” I ask with a giggle as he pulls me against his tall, hard body. He’s wearing a soft sweater in a beige color that would look plain on any other man, but Remi manages to look like a male supermodel.
“I’ll dance with you anywhere, Mindy.”
I rest my cheek against his chest as he bands one arm around my waist, and we sway in circles right there in the snack aisle of Target, his hand warm in mine. It’s one of the most romantic moments of my life.
I’m truly the luckiest woman in the world.
“Thank you for the leftovers, Aunt Lorraine. Best chicken and dumplings ever,” Remi says, giving the older woman a kiss on the cheek. She blushes and swats at his arm, utterly charmed.
“Oh, you. Go on with your sweet self. And drive carefully.”
I hug her, and she stands on her front porch as Remi secures the three containers of food in the back of the SUV and opens my door for me. He cranks the car, waits until Aunt Lorraine is safely inside her house, and then drives off.
“She’s such a nice lady,” he comments. “Phoenix was lucky to find her when he was searching for a nanny. Apparently the agency sent him a bunch of idiots before they finally got it right.”
“She is an excellent nanny.” I slide my hand up his thigh. “Thank you for coming with me to talk to her.”
He looks down at my hand, a wicked grin curling over his lips. “I know a better way you can thank me.”
Easing my hand upward until I’m cupping his crotch, I purr, “Would it have anything to do with this weapon of vaginal destruction you keep in your pants?”
Remi chuckles and groans at the same time his cock hardens instantly. “Why don’t you put that hot little mouth on it and see what happens?”
I undo my seatbelt and lean across the console to suck on his earlobe. “I already know what happens when you have your cock in my mouth. Remember when you fucked my face in the hotel room?”
“Yeah,” he breathes, and I rub a hand up and down his length over his soft jeans. I love that I can affect this powerful man this way.
“I liked when you tied me up, held my hair, and made me take all that big, beautiful dick down my throat. It makes me horny just thinking about it.”
“Goddamn, baby,” he says, gliding his hand down my back to knead my ass. Then he spanks me. “Stop fucking taunting me and suck my cock like a good girl.”
Shit. Are we really doing this? In the vehicle?
Deciding to embrace my wild side, I undo his jeans, and he lifts his hips enough for me to work them down a few inches. I reach into his black boxer briefs and find him hard and ready. A pearl of moisture beads on his tip as he takes the entrance ramp onto the freeway. I lick it away, and Remi’s breath hitches. He slides his hand into the back of my leggings and finds my pussy with ease.
“Mmm, you’re soaked, Mindy. Does the thought of someone seeing you suck my dick get you excited?”
I know the windows are tinted darkly, but it still gives me a thrill, so I take him into my mouth and hum my agreement.
“God, you’re such a fucking dirty girl.” He plunges two fingers inside me. “I bet if someone saw you getting finger fucked in the front seat of my car while my cock is in your mouth, you’d probably come all over my hand, wouldn’t you?”
I moan around him again as he flicks at my clit with his ring finger. Saliva fills my mouth at the rich, musky taste of him, and I take him deeper.
“That’s it. You’re such a good little cocksucker for your man.” Theyour manpart has me arching my back and pushing my pussy against his hand. I bob my head up and down, letting his girth stretch my lips as I roll my tongue around his crown on every upstroke.
