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I reach to caress her face again. “Acover-up?”
"Yeah… you know: wrapping world-altering feelings we can't understand and don't know how to deal with into something more manageable… something less risky."
I nod, grinning. She is definitely onto something that, at least for me, explains why I always buy into her goading despite the way I feel about her. “You are saying we put on an attitude that carries that same amount of passion we are constantly trying to hide. Something that allows us to act out our frustration?”
She bites my chin, and I feel my cock jump. "Yeah, you know what I mean. I'm sure there's some wordy psycho-crap that we could pull out to explain how we… how we act around each other. Jane and Sook called it denial… of course, I denied that vehemently."
She snorts and kisses me again.
I plunge my fingers into her long, wavy hair. "You did?"
"Yes, I think my definition is better anyway. It's one of those things, you know… the kinda thing that just… I don't know, jumps right at you all of a sudden."
I can’t believe what she is saying. Could this be true? I feel my heart hammering against my ribs. “And for you, it happened tonight?”
She nods. "For you, it was before, though. Right?"
I look away.
I feel one of her hands stroking my face. "You don't have to answer. I… I think I already know. I think part of me figured it out at the party when I made that stupid crack, and you looked… I… I don't know. There was something there… and it was not your averagelady-you-just-pissed-me-offlook. It was like something you did not want me to see slipped through the facade you keep up around me."
She moves to the edge of the curb, dragging me with her, and sits down on it.
I fold myself as best as I can to sit close to her, and she reaches again for my hand, her fingers so lithe they almost disappear in between mine.
“Say something,” she whispers, a note of doubt in her voice.
I pull her to my side and kiss her temple. "I think you nailed it. Cover-up sounds pretty damn accurate to me, and you're right. I've known it for a long time, practically from the start, but for some reason, you had it in your head that I… that I loathed you, and I just… I guess I just went with it. It was the way we interacted with each other, and when it was not hurtful, I even liked it. I love the fire that you have... your passion. I love that you never back down. I love that you don't care about the stuff that makes other people stare at me in awe. I—"
I can't finish that sentence because she is kissing me again, and I'm drowning in it.
She pulls away, her breath choppy. “You don’t have to explain. I… I know… I don’t know how, but I do, and I… I feel the same way. We don’t need to pretend. Not anymore.”
I smile down at her. “We can have it all?”
“We can, but I will still call youfuckerfrom time to time. Just to keep your ego in check, you know…"
I scowl at her, and she laughs.
CHAPTER7
Lynn
Istroke his massive length up and down through his pants, making him tense and groan against my neck. His hot breath tickles me there, and whenever his lips nuzzle my skin, little zings of desire spark in my lower belly.
“Lynn…” he murmurs in a gasp, hardening further in my grip, and I feel wetness pool between my thighs. My skin is burning up wherever his fingers are touching.
I have to squeeze my legs close together to get some kind of respite from the pleasurable ache scorching me from the inside.
We should take into consideration the presence of the taxi driver and keep things from getting too heated, but even if we wanted to, I don’t think we could stop it at this point.
We kept this bottled up for so long that it has just poured all out at once. We really can't put it back in now.
We left the limo to the others and slunk off into the darkness of the night —well, not really, more like into the light of dawn— together on this taxi.
I can’t believe I actually convinced Devon to put a foot, let alone sit, in a cab, but here we are all wrapped in each other, engaging in some serious PDA. The kind of PDA a man like Devon can't afford to be caught in, but I don't think respectability is high on his priority list right now. God knows it's not even showing up on mine.
All I want is to feel Devon around me, against me, on me, inside me. I want to feel him everywhere at once. I don't give a shit about where we are.
