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My lower lip wobbled, and he made a sound, drawing it into his mouth to suck.
“You can have all of them,” he told me, lips still on mine.
His tongue swept deeper into my mouth, and I opened for him, letting him plunder me with wide strokes of his tongue as his hands dragged through my hair again and again and again.
I turned to putty in his hold, sagging into him as we tongue-fucked. My stomach was on a tilt-a-whirl until I gasped, body flying back so forcefully the horn blasted.
“I threw up in the bushes,” I announced, covering my mouth with my hand.
His wide smile lit up the dark interior of his car. “Are you drunk?”
I rolled my eyes. “No. Max would only let me have one drink.”
Humor warred with concern, and my heart literally somersaulted when concern won out.
“Are you sick?” he asked, palming my stomach.
“No,” I said, completely melting at the way he rubbed in slow circular motions. “I have puke breath.”
His chuckle was warm just like his gaze, and when the pad of his thumb swiped over my lower lip, I denied myself the urge to suck it into my mouth. God, how he made me feel. He made me feelsomuch.
“I like your puke breath. Kiss me again.” He cupped the back of my head, pulling me down, our lips grazing seductively before I pulled away to hide my face in his neck.
“You really expect me to drive home like this?” he wondered as he turned up the heat and settled back.
“Don’t make me move,” I murmured, burrowing even closer against him, wishing I could climb beneath his skin.
He could have made me, could have refused to drive with me in his lap.
He didn’t, and I stayed.
25
Win
Lars was strong,stubborn, argumentative, and at times, bossy as hell.
There was also something broken inside him. Something so vulnerable he used all his other traits to protect that piece of him.
Maybe it was instinct. Maybe like recognized like. Whatever it was, I always knew it was there but never questioned much because there was never a reason.
It was never supposed to be that deep. We were supposed to be roommates with benefits, a fling to remember. I fought and fought. Denied and pretended.
But when I left Sweden, a chunk of me stayed behind. A chunk I told myself I was content to live without. His absence scared me so much that even his presence made me afraid. Pushing him away hurt us both, and I realized there was a choice. Him or me.
It could only be him. I would risk my own destruction to keep him from his.
And because of this, there was a reason now. A reason Wes recognized something in him I never dared to look closely at. A reason he ran here and a reason I found him alone just now on a dark street.
There was also a reason he was trembling in my lap, plastered against my chest with all of his armor fileted open down to his exposed and defenseless core.
But that reason would still be there tomorrow. Tonight, Lars needed not for me to pry into his secrets but to love him despite them.
The roads were empty as I drove off campus to the townhouse, but I kept my speed just below the limit, not wanting to risk being stopped.
Heat blasted through the interior of the Range Rover. The only light came from the dash. There was no music, just the purr of the engine and Lars’s soft breaths brushing across my neck. He was heavy, but I didn’t mind the weight, his body completely relaxed.
Occasionally, his hips would roll into mine, the action pure, delicious torture that had my dick thickening behind my jeans. The next time he rocked into me, I hissed, one hand dropping off the steering wheel to palm his hip.
