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He reached out and grasped my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. “It’s better this way.”
My heart plummeted until Slash moved and he was once again pressing against me.
“It’s better that we were interrupted, because once I have you back in bed, I’m not letting you leave it for a long time.”
* * *
I dreamily floated along in my own thoughts as Slash drove us to Linden and Boxer’s. My lips still tingled from his possessive kiss, the taste of him on my tongue.
I wanted to lick every inch of him.
My thighs clenched, jostling the boxed cake on my lap.
Slash noticed the movement. “I’ll slow down.”
I wanted to tell him it wasn’t his speed that had caused the cake to falter, but my own unruly hormones. My body was quickly overruling anything my mind said about the situation. Though Slash hadn’t opened up about his past yet, it was his actions in the present that proved his character.
I sighed.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked, glancing quickly at me and then back to the road.
I wasn’t about to admit the thoughts of deeper feelings that were brewing inside me, so I settled with distraction. “Sex. With you.”
“Any rules?”
“Rules?”
“Yeah, rules. Or boundaries. You’re fond of boundaries, right?”
The night we’d been together there had been no-strings-attached, so there hadn’t been anything holding us back from the all-consuming passion that blazed between us.
Our situation was different now, but I didn’t want to erect any walls when it came to the potential of physical intimacy.
“No rules,” I said quietly, and then I boldly turned to look at him. “The night we were together…I had no inhibitions. I liked it.”
“I liked it, too.” His tone was gruff. “God, I’m gonna be hard this entire party.”
I grinned cheekily at him.
“Careful,” he warned, his voice deepening. “If you tease me, I’ll tease you right back.”
“Meaning what exactly?”
“You’ll find out.”
“See? Now I’m just looking forward to whatever you dish out,” I taunted.
“Famous last words, Brooklyn. Famous last words.”
Slash turned down a street and parked in front of a cute, modest home. He cut the ignition and got out of the car, coming around to the passenger side.
“Are we the first ones to arrive?” I asked as Slash grabbed the cake from me so I could climb out.
“No,” he said.
I took the cake back from him. “The street is empty of cars.”
“Boxer had them park one street over and walk so as not to ruin the surprise,” Slash explained.
