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“I’m nimble,” she offers. “I could easily reach across the console and unzip your pants. Do you think my head will fit between the steering wheel and your lap? I do.”
My libido wants to find out. “I bet it will. But if you try, we may not make it home in one piece. I don’t think it’s smart to test my ability to drive safely with your mouth wrapped around my cock.”
“But—”
“If we get into an accident, imagine how those headlines would read.”
She grimaces, then sighs. “Who knew there are downsides to banging a famous guy? I thought it would be all laughs, glamour, and orgasms.” She tsks. “You’re such a disappointment.”
I take her teasing in stride. “How about if I make it up to you when we get home?”
“Oh?” Harlow raises a brow. “You might be able to suck up to me for my forgiveness. What do you have in mind?”
My tongue takes a leisurely glide over my lips as I reach over to drag my fingertips up her thigh. “Dessert.”
“Yes, please.” She gives me an eager smile.
Now that she’s seemingly happy again, I look for a backdoor angle to ask my question again that won’t raise her defenses. “I’m used to reporters and the ridiculous things they say. I hope it didn’t upset you too much.”
“Do they usually go after your dates?”
“They dig enough to find out who she is. Then they try to invent some drama-laden relationship we’ve never had by telling their readers that an ‘anonymous source’ knows all the details. They’re leeches.” I don’t mention that they sometimes dish my date’s dirt, too. Harlow is already on edge. I just want to find out what’s wrong without adding to the problem.
She gapes at me, then sits back against her seat, arms crossed. “I shouldn’t be surprised. I just… I’m looking for peace right now, and getting press will only stir up the drama I’ve been dealing with.”
“You mean your parents’ divorce?” Not sure why she thinks anyone will care about that. I doubt they will, but clearly she doesn’t want to deal with the situation at all.
“Yeah. And some other minor shit. How do you put up with having your life scrutinized?”
I suspect the “other minor shit” is anything but. There’s a wealth of information in what she’s not saying. “Well, when your final deal in the NFL makes you north of a hundred million dollars, you expect followers and idiots.”
Her eyes widen. “Yeah, I can believe that.”
“I don’t pay those people any attention. You shouldn’t, either. Whatever the press says about you will be hot news for less than fifteen minutes. Then some Kardashian will probably do something ridiculous, and they’ll move on. Don’t worry.”
“I hope you’re right.” But she sounds concerned.
Everything about the conversation reinforces that she either has something that she doesn’t want to talk about, something to hide—or both.
The rest of the ride home is silent while I contemplate. I already made the mistake once of assuming her brother was some stalker ex. I need to keep my assumptions in check and stick to facts.
When we pull behind the electronic gate protecting the estate, I make a mental note to have my rep, Lian, look into hiring a rotation of guards to keep press and nosy people out. But it’s not as important as helping Harlow from the car and chipping away at her facade a bit more until I learn what has crawled under her skin.
We’ve barely cleared the garage and made it into the shadowy hallway just inside the house when Harlow sidetracks me by turning, dropping to her knees, and attacking my fly.
I grab her wrists. “Baby?”
She looks up at me, her eyes bright and desperate in the dark. “You promised me dessert.”
“No. I planned to make dessert of you.”
Her breath catches. “After I have mine.” She grabs my hips and drags her lips up the front of my khakis, right over my rigid cock. “I’m hungry now.”
At the thought of having her lips wrapped around me and sucking deep, I stagger back against the door. “Fuck.”
“I want to,” she says breathlessly. “So bad.”
Then she rips into my zipper and shoves my boxers down to my thighs. As my cock springs free, she takes it in her hands. I can’t stop the groan that slips past my lips as she strokes me with slow insistence. Then the tip of her tongue lashes the head. Sizzle zips down my spine.Holy shit.
