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“While your fingers wander,” I managed between gasps.
He dipped lower, gliding inside me to thrust over and over. “Exactly.”
My hips swayed to his touch. My breath came in short pants. We might not be visible to most people, but Hunter knew exactly what we were doing. That made me clench with need.
Ramsey withdrew his fingers and moved back to my clit, stroking hard this time. Drawing tiny circles. Pressing and teasing and nudging me to teeter on the edge of climax.
“Come for me, Taffy,” he growled into my neck.
My laugh was shaky. “I don’t do that on demand. That’s not how this works.”
“No?” Ramsey worked faster. “What if I tell you once you’re inside tonight, I’m going back to Hunter’s.” He pushed me closer. Orgasm was just out of reach. “I’m going to fuck the hell out of him, while this moment is still fresh in our minds.”
Yeah, that was pretty fucking hot. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from crying out as Ramsey’s words and touch sent me topping into ecstasy. Every inch of me shuddered with the release of desire, and I ground into his touch until I was spent, and my body shuddered away.
I rested my hands on the seat behind me to keep myself upright.
Ramsey pressed two slick fingers to my lips and I drew them in, greedily sucking myself from his skin. He kissed me around the touch. Around the licking. Sharing my flavor. His tongue dancing with mine and around his fingers.
We finally broke the kiss and he rested his forehead against mine. “I wish I could take you home with us tonight. I can, can’t I?”
I wanted to. So desperately. “I have to work in the morning, and I won’t get any sleep if I go with you.”
“No, you really won’t.” He pulled away with one more kiss. “At least let me walk you to your door.”
I couldn’t argue that request, and I really couldn’t ignore how badly it sucked to stay here after they left.
Only a few days back in my life, and I was already completely smitten with Ramsey again. I was so fucked. In more ways than one.
Ten
Iwas always grateful I’d been born with themulti-task like a bossgene, but this morning, more than ever. As I worked through my routine at Loading Java, a portion of my mind was focused on last night. The conversation with Ramsey. What we agreed to. What came after.
Those thoughts wouldn’t be dissuaded.
In the midst of all that, I made a series of calls to local extended-stay motels. Whether the shelter moved to a new building or was just remodeled, the kids would need someplace to stay in the interim. This was the best temporary solution I could come up with. A couple of the volunteers would be on hand at all times, like they were now, and we’d make the situation work.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I found a motel willing to reserve an entire floor for us for the next two weeks. It was a great starting point.
The hours both sped by and crawled at a snail’s pace. I was in the back room, doing inventory on teacups, when I heard a voice boom from out front.
“I’d like to speak to the manager. Now.” Hunter’s tone wasn’t nearly as threatening as the words implied it should be.
A silly grin bounced onto my face, and I didn’t try to stop it as I stepped into the shop. “What can I do for you, sir?” Besides question why he was alone.
“How much for… you?”
I was surprised he asked that in front of customers and other employees. Then again, he wasn’t Ramsey. I clucked. “You can’t afford me.”
“I’ll buy you lunch.”
I screwed my face up, pretending to consider the offer. “In Las Vegas?”
“Sold.” He grinned. “You ready to go?”
“Thirty seconds.” I ducked into the kitchen, to grab my purse and duffel bag. It didn’t matter that Ramsey told me not to pack anything; I still had a few changes of clothes and an emergency dress, just in case. I joined Hunter, and we made our way out to his car.
“Ramsey’s sorry he’s not here himself,” Hunter said as he held the passenger door for me. “He’s stuck in a meeting. He’ll meet us at the airport.”
