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I step between his legs and lower into a crouch, smirking when his eyes widen and jump to Preston, who remains our solitary audience.
But I’m not scared of Preston’s attention. I’m not afraid he’ll snitch me out to my boss.
“Eat some cake, Axel.” I rest my elbow on his thigh, and beam when his eyes narrow to dangerous slits. “I saved this one special for you.”
“Hannah, I—”
“It’s soft.” I set the back of my hand, the cake in my palm, just above his junk, and lower it until his knuckles turn white. A vein pulses in his throat, visible for both me and Preston to see. “Velvety filling. I particularly like these cakes, because you can lick the cream out while the buns—er…” I clear my throat. “Thecake portion, remains intact.”
“Well, shit.” Preston takes off his hat and uses it to fan his face. “That’s a hell of an offer if I ever heard one.”
“Shut the fuck up,” Axel growls without even turning his head. “And go away.”
“I’m going. To see your sister,” he sniggers. “Feeney! Babe. I wanna talk to you about something real quick in the storage room.”
I lower to my knees, dig my elbows into Axel’s legs, and look up at him, all seductive and submissive—though we both know I’m not the latter. “Wanna lick the cream from my buns, Axel?”
Like magic, his cock firms beneath my hand, and his eyes burn with a rage that would scare a lesser woman. “That was inappropriate, especially now that Preston will tell Nic.”
“He won’t.” I drag my bottom lip between my teeth and smirk. “He’s busy licking the cream from between her buns.”
“Stop!” He presses the heels of his palms to his eyes and groans. “Just fucking stop, Hannah. Jesus.”
“Ya know, Icouldstop.” I press the back of my hand harder against his cock to torment him. To tease. “But I think I’d prefer to start. Since you can’t. Or won’t. I bet I could tell Nic that you need help getting home right now. I’ll get you to your truck, you’ll drive us home, and I’ll wrap my mouth around your—”
“Don’t say it,” he lowers his hands and pleads. “I’m begging you not to say it.”
“Around your dick,” I finish defiantly. Sliding my tongue along my bottom lip, my pulse jumps to the same beat his cock does. “I’ve always wondered what you taste like, ya know? How you feel. You deny yourself. You deny me. So I’ve often wondered what it would be like when we finally gave in.”
“Hannah—”
“You’re such a gentleman in public,” I murmur. “Holding doors. Complimenting people’s outfits. Or their smiles. Or their hair. You’re a hero for your job, the consummate professional who leaves hearts broken all across town.”
“You need to stop,” he grits out. “Quit speaking.”
“All of that pent-up energy,” I whisper. “Begging to be set free.”
“Hannah!”
“You’d fuck me until it hurt, wouldn’t you?”
“Jesus.” He drops his head and closes his eyes, though it offers him no escape; we’re practically on the same level. His stubbled chin brushing my cheek. His sweet breath, tickling my tongue. “I can’t…”
“You’d bite,” I murmur right into his ear. “And spank. You’d ride me till I begged you to stop, then you’d keep going anyway, because your arrogance means you’ll try to squeeze one last orgasm out of me before we were done.”
“Why are you trying to hurt me?”
“Because my heart beats for you, asshole. And yours beats for me. We don’t have to like it. We just have to live with it.”
He scoffs. “A solid foundation for a relationship. Nothing could possibly go wrong.”
“So you admit you’re considering a relationship with me?” I let my lips part, slightly wider than usual, and slide my tongue along my bottom teeth. “We could be fire, Axel. It would be the best sex either of us have ever had.”
“You’re a teenager. You’re a teenager,” he chants. “Oh god, you’re a teenager.”
“I turn twenty soon,” I roll my eyes. “And you’re twenty-one, not forty-one. You won’t go to prison for this. I promise.”
“You still have so much life to live,” he moans. “You could travel. See the world. Experience a European romance. Watch a play on Broadway. Run to the top of the Eiffel Tower.”
