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And now he really wanted to know what she was thinking about so hard.
“Oh. AJ.” She laughed nervously. “Well…my tire came off, so I was thinking about how I was going to get it back on, and if I couldn’t do that, how I was going to see about a tow, and then how I was going to get home, and then how I was going to get to work tomorrow….” Her words trailed off as her cheeks grew even more pink. “I’m sorry. I ramble when I get nervous.”
He opened his mouth to ask her what she was so nervous about, wanting to know if the memory of their kiss in her office was messing with her as much as it was messing with him, instead he asked something less provocative.
“The tire came off while you were driving the car?”
“Um. Yeah. I was driving and then the car started to shake, and then the back of the car started to fish tail, and then there was this loud thudding noise. By the time I stopped, the tire was just hanging off. I had no idea what I was doing, so I grabbed the car jack and pull the wheel the rest of the way off.”
Moving closer to her, he couldn’t stop the instinctual inclination to take a deep breath…and fill his lungs with her scent.
Vanilla…and something fruity. His mouth watered.
Get a grip!Squatting, he scanned the tire, immediately finding the issue.
“This tire is fucking bald, Maeve. I’m surprised it didn’t blow and send you into oncoming traffic.”
She huffed, crossing her arms over her chest, which only made AJ’s eyes land there as well. The tops of her breasts pushed up, cresting the top of her blouse, peeking over at him as if to tease him with the promise of soft, sweet flesh. His hands twitched to cup them, to squeeze them, to claim them as his.
His cock thickened in his jeans. Shooting to his feet, he turned away from Maeve, moving around to the other side of the car to inspect the other tires…and hide his hard on from her.
“I meant to buy a new one and get it put on, but I…well…I got distracted last weekend and I forgot.”
“Oh? What were you doing that was so important you nearly caused a car accident?”
She glared at him over the top of her dated car. The paint on the roof was chipped and peeling, revealing patches of rust there, too. He just stopped himself from asking how old the damn thing was, and then demanding she tow the junk heap to the scrap yard.
His dick now under control, he walked back to the other side of the car to stand beside her, drawn to be near her. Wanting to pull her into his arms, run his nose along her neck, and then feast on her lips once more.
“Don’t take the tone with me. I’m not an idiot,” she snapped. “And I was baking.”
His eyebrows touched his hairline. “Baking was the distraction that kept you from getting a new tire?”
“Yep,” she replied, popping the “P”. She dropped her gaze from his to lean into her car. He didn’t even bother stopping his gaze from landing on her lush ass. Two perfectly round, bouncing globes. They’d be pale, smooth. Soft. And they’d jiggle like crazy as he pounded into her from behind, his eyes watching his fat cock disappear into her stretched pussy.
With his mind on fucking her, he was too preoccupied to listen to her conversation with the tow company. When she finished the call, he snapped out of his haze, picking up the bald tire and throwing it into the back of his truck.
“I’ll toss that,” he said. “How long did they say?”
“Twenty minutes, but he said to leave the keys in the car if I wanted to go.” The look she gave him, told him she was. She was sweaty, looked exhausted, and he wanted to take care of her. The urge to reach out and peel the damp hair from her cheek was near overwhelming. He shoved his hands into his pockets instead.
“I can take you home. I’d pick you up in the morning, but I have to be at the Powell site at six.”
She smiled, waving him off. “That’s fine. I’ll just take an Uber in the morning. The guy, Jerry, said he’d take the car to his garage, so I’ll have to Uber there tomorrow afternoon, but none of that is your problem. I’m just grateful you stopped. If I had to stand here in the heat, feeling out of my depth, I think I would have screamed.” She sniffed an adorable laugh.
He smiled, winking. “Glad to be your white knight, milady.”
Giggling, she followed him to his truck, climbing in when he opened the passenger door. He watched her. Didn’t touch her. Even though her perfect ass had been right in his face. He wanted to bite it, to see if it was firm enough to take the pressure, or if it would give as he pressed his teeth into her creamy flesh.
Fuck! When did he become a biting fetishist? Damn, he really needed to get a grip. Then get laid. And not with Maeve.
Swan. He needed to get Swan to meet him so he could be with her. Months and months’ worth of pent-up sexual need was turning him into something he didn’t recognize. In his twelve years of sexual history, he’d never gone two weeks without sex, let alone almost four months. It was obviously rotting his brain.
Back in his truck, Maeve gave him direction to her apartment, which wasn’t all that far from his condo. He pulled up outside in under five minutes, turning off the ignition and turning toward her. He meant to say goodbye and tell her he’d see her tomorrow in the office, but the words wouldn’t come.
In the dwindling light of the setting sun, the glow of fire streaming into the truck’s cabin struck Maeve, creating a halo around her that stole his breath. Her heat flushed face shone, her eyes twinkling. Her lips, spread into a smile, were pink, plump, kissable.
His body tensed, the need to drag her into him and take her mouth made his breath catch. When had this woman become his weakness? No longer the mouse he could ignore, she’d transformed into a siren, calling to him, seducing him without even touching him.
He needed to get out of there. Drop her off, leave, and the spend the next however long it took to get the lust from his system, trying to avoid her.
Maeve tucked a strand of golden hair behind her ear, ducking her face shyly. “Uh…come in? I mean, the least I can do is offer you something to drink.”
Don’t do it!“Sure.”
