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Her eyes go wide. “We’re in public.”
I give a smug smile. “I know. Don’t worry, no one will see anything. But you haven’t gotten off in a long time, have you?”
Her cheeks flush bright pink before she slowly shakes her head. “Ithasbeen a long time.”
I take a guess. “Three months?”
She nods slowly, biting her lip. I lean forward and kiss her, pulling her lower lip in between my teeth and gently biting it. She gasps and pulls back. Reaching her hand up to run her fingers over her lip.
“No abusing those lips.”
She gives me a dazed smile and leans forward to kiss me again, so I push her with my grip on her ass to get her started grinding again. “Use me, angel.” She leans her head in the crook of my neck as she rocks and back and forth on me, softly moaning.
I move one hand away from her ass to grab the nape of her neck and pull her up from the crook of mine, making her look at me in the eyes. “I want to see your face as you come.”
She nods and moves harder and faster. Lost to the sensation. It only takes her a few more minutes before she’s panting and leaving a wet spot on my jeans right over my cock.
She moans again and closes her eyes, her mouth open and her head tilted back. She looks fucking perfect. I move my hand that is still on her ass forward and slip it under her dress, running my finger down the front of her panties. She jolts, and her eyes open as she gasps. I lean in and take her lips as I push my thumb onto her clit over her panties and start rubbing in time with her movements.
She groans into my mouth, and I bite down on her lower lip before pulling back and putting our foreheads together.
I watch her as she comes undone. Her neck and face flushed pink, her eyes dilated and full of lust, her nails are digging into my shoulders as she moves faster, finding her release. I watch, engraving the look of pure bliss into my mind.
My cock throbs uncomfortably in my jeans. I can feel a wet spot from where pre cum leaked out.
She sags against me, burying her face in my neck. “I can’t believe I just did that.”
I chuckle. “It was perfect.Youare perfect.”
She sits up again and looks down before wincing. “I’m sorry… I just am so sensitive lately and haven’t even gotten myself off. I kinda lost myself there… Oh gosh, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean—”
I cut her off with a fast peck to her lips. “Stop apologizing. I loved every second. Don’t worry about me or my pants. I’ll wear these the rest of the night with pride.”
Her large, round brown eyes widen as she turns bright red. “Oh gosh, no. Don’t do that.”
I laugh, “Well, I can always go without pants.”
“Here?” I nod. She shakes her head. “No!”
I smile again. I think I’ve smiled more in the last three weeks than I have in the last decade. I kiss her forehead and hold her close, cherishing this moment before she leaves, wishing I could just take her home with me. But I know she needs time to process today.
I fucking hate waiting.
Chapter Eleven
Presley
Iwalkoutofthe nightclub in a daze. My body is buzzing as if I had consumed alcohol. Part of me didn’t want to leave. I wanted to drag Axe to the nearest bathroom and let him have his wicked way with me, but I also need to process everything.
As amazing as I feel, I know I will be overthinking later. This changes a lot of things for me.
The drive home takes about ten minutes and by the time I park, I am ready to fall right into my bed. I don’t even plan to shower. Just strip out of my clothes and crash. I can’t even remember feeling this exhausted before. I just hope the baby is tired too, so we can sleep all night. Lately I’ve been waking up in the middle of the night and struggling to fall back asleep. The only time I really sleep through the night is if Axe is there. My sweetling even lets me sleep then, too.
I unlock my door, walk in, and immediately freeze, the hairs on the back of my neck rising as an icy chill works its way down my spine. There is a bouquet of white roses on my kitchen island.My favorite.
My pulse picks up. Someone’s been in here—no. Someoneisin here.
Their shadow shines from the hall directly across to the windows in the living room. They shift slightly. I take a slow step back, my foot shifting, ready to sprint back out the open door.
