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I tipped my head to the side, imagining him palming my breasts, black grease smearing on my white top. I wanted that, too. I’d never been especially hot for any guy until now. Maybe I should make a move Friday night. Tell him I was a grown woman and didn’t need to hide anything from my brother. If I wanted something, I’d take it.
Confidence and desire surged through me.
“I like where your head is at.”
I mentally shook my head. “You don’t know what I’m thinking.”
“I hope it’s the same as me.” His voice washed over me, tightening everything inside.
“I guess you’ll find out.” I’d never been particularly forward with men and sex. I usually let them take the lead, but Ryan made me feel reckless and desirable. I loved it.
“I’ll see you then, Hailey.”
I hitendon the conversation, sinking into my pillows. My name on his lips. The promise of his words. I wanted more.
Friday night should be interesting. We’d be alone. No Jake. No Corey. No interruptions. I was determined to explore this thing between us. I wanted what I hoped Ryan was promising. Hot sex and no strings. I wasn’t going to stay in the safe zone. I was going after what I wanted.
ChapterTen
RYAN
When I called Hailey the other night, I hadn’t expected her to be in bed wearing silky lingerie. Two thin straps held up her top and revealed tan skin. When her camera dipped, there was no mistaking her nipples through that transparent top.
I was dying to know if she was only wearing panties or maybe those tiny shorts that barely covered her ass. Or maybe nothing at all. My imagination ran wild.
I’d imagined her in many states of undress but never pink silk lingerie. My fingers were itching to touch her. I didn’t know how I’d make it through tonight.
I’d purposely waited a couple of weeks to schedule our private class, hoping my desire for her would wane, but each time I saw her at her shop to pick up Corey felt like foreplay. Just imagining her in that apron she wore and nothing else had me hard.
I adjusted myself right before Hailey walked in. My heart stopped. If I thought lingerie on Hailey was her best look, I was wrong. It was overalls over a white tank top and Converse sneakers. “I’m ready for your lesson.”
Fuck. All the blood drained from my head. Was she talking about sex lessons? How to go down on a guy in a garage? Did she want to feel the bite of the cement under her knees? I’d officially lost it.
She wasn’t asking for sex. She was here to learn how to change a tire.
She placed her phone on the counter and pushed play on some music before turning to face me. Her hair was in a ponytail, pieces escaping around her face. I imagined fisting my hand around the band while she wrapped those shiny lips around my cock. She was hot.
Fuck. This was a terrible idea.
Her hips shimmied to some top forty song as she moved closer to me. Stopping in front of me, she pressed her hand to my chest, the palm pressed flat over my wildly thumping heart. “This was such a great idea. You’re such an amazing teacher.”
Looking down at the gleam in her eyes and the way her hips moved without any conscious thought to the beat, I had to wonder, was she fucking with me? Was this a dream? Would I pinch myself and wake up?
I didn’t want to though. Fuck, hot girl-next-door Hailey was in my garage, her hands on my chest, her hips swaying as she danced seductively.
Who was this seductress? Maybe it was my overactive imagination creating what my subconscious wanted but couldn’t have.
I had the overwhelming urge to cup the back of her head, tip her head to the angle I wanted, and kiss her. She’d be pressed against me, soft against hard, and she’d melt into me. In my dreams, it was perfectly acceptable to push her to her knees in front of me. To hold her head while she sucked on my cock. I was throbbing beneath my zipper.
She looked at me with concern. “Are you okay? I don’t think you’ve said a word since I walked in.”
I huffed out a laugh. “It’s been hard.”
She had no idea. I hoped she didn’t look down because she’d be in for a shock. I stood stock-still, hoping she wouldn’t notice.
“Is this not a good time?” She frowned and looked around the empty garage.
Had I imagined that sexy dance? The promise in her eyes?
