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His eyebrow arches as he looks down at me. “You want to do that in public? Like the office? Like here?”
I glance around at all the people. God, the thought of him doing something here is terrifying. “I don’t want anyone to actually catch me. I guess I just like to be a little nervous. I think I like the idea of someone pushing me to do things I’m afraid of.”
Emery smiles and lets go of my waist. “Okay. I think I understand. I’m sure that the office will be a lot more fun from now on.”
My heart races at the thought of it. How can he even consider that as a possibility? He won’t even talk to me about us at the office. How could he do stuff like that while we’re there?
He bends down and scoops up the tickets. “Well, we don’t have to play that game anymore, but we’ve got a lot of tickets to win if you’re going to get a little stuffed animal out of tonight.”
God, how am I going to be a functional human with Emery being like this? With him knowing the thing that makes my body quiver? I thought that Emery in the bedroom was a drug, but what’s going to happen when he takes it out of the bedroom?
I’m screwed, and I can’t wait.
Chapter 23
Emery
The teddy bear Madison is holding is much smaller than I’d expected, but how could I have known just how terrible Madison is at all the games at an arcade? I don’t think she ever got more than the minimum tickets.
I guess that’s the trade-off for being smoking hot and incredibly smart and strong-willed. As we walk out of the arcade and head toward the parking lot, I run my hand under her skirt, something I’ve wanted to do more times than I can count tonight.
The wind blows, whistling past the cars parked in the nearly unlit parking lot. The brick wall of The Game Factory rises high above us, and we can still hear the distant hum of arcade games through the wall.
It’s a quiet night otherwise, and as I touch Madison’s bare skin, she jumps a little. Instead of pushing my hand away, she blushes and keeps walking. We both know it turns her on, and as our shoes click against the concrete, I’m struggling to continue the teasing I’ve been doing all night, I enjoy being able to touch her like this, but it’s getting to where I need more than teasing.
As we get closer to the Porsche, I step in front of her, turning to face her in the same moment, and she nearly runs into me. My hand goes to her chin, holding her still as I bend down to kiss her. I don’t hold back, and she doesn’t pull away. Everything that I’ve felt tonight flows from me to her in that kiss.
The jealousy at the club. The desire that flowed through me when I heard her fantasies. The need I felt the entire time that I looked at her and heard her laughing tonight. I’ve never felt so many things for a woman.
I don’t have words for it all. But I have a kiss, and I can only hope that it’s enough to tell her everything. I’ve felt lust before, but not this.
And I’ve only known her for two weeks.
My hand leaves her chin and goes to her neck, slowly sliding down to her collarbone. Her hands run through my hair as she tries to speak through this kiss just as much as I am.
I thought this thing between us was wrong, but how can anything wrong feel so right? How can I be so desperate for something that could ruin me?
Like a junkie, I ignore everything else as I dive headlong into the passion I feel for Madison. My hand finds her breast, slipping her top to the side and exposing it as my lips move to her neck.
I feel the leash over my self-control falter as I bite down. My thumb and finger tweak her nipple in the middle of the parking lot. She gasps, and her hand cups my crotch. Her fingers massage me through my pants as she licks her lips, and I have to pull away first. I may want to turn her fantasies into reality, but this parking lot is not the right place to do it, and I’m close to making a terrible decision.
“I need you,” I whisper.
“Then take me home. Or somewhere else.”
I don’t answer her, scooping her into my arms instead. She grins as I hold her like a newlywed bride and carry her toward the car. “I’m not drunk. I can walk on my own.”
“Seeing your ass and tits shake as you walk is making it hard for me to make good decisions. If you walk all the way to the car, I might have to bend you over the hood and fuck you right here.”
She giggles as I set her down in the Porsche. If she only knew how badly I want her, she’d know that I’m not joking. It takes everything in me to be patient for the thirty-minute drive back to her apartment.
I don’t think I’ve acted this childishly about a woman in my life. When I sit down in the driver's seat, she’s staring at me and biting her bottom lip. Fuck. How is it she doesn’t know how she’s making me feel?
“I hope you’re ready for tonight,” I mutter.
“My pussy’s still swollen from last night. I bet it’s going to hurt a lot when you fuck me. I bet I end up screaming a lot.”
Fuck. Me.
