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After a good, long look at each other, we pulled apart. He slid his arm around me as we headed for the car. He looked relaxed, but his eyes were constantly roving, and I knew he was checking for anyone following us. Just like me.
But we were alone on the street.
As we reached the car, I debated my next move. Should I kiss him again? Should I let things unfold however they might?
I didn't want to risk ruining things with Aiden. Ruining my mission.
But having Dominic on my side could be useful too.
Most of all, no matter how much I told myself I was making logical decisions, a raw ache had opened in my soul. Being so close to my parents' killers for the first time in twenty years felt like it had shattered the walls I'd built for myself, and I felt messy and vulnerable... I wanted a distraction from all the feelings pounding in at me like a driving rain.
When he got into the driver's side, we quickly drove away and he took a winding path through the city, making sure we weren't being tailed. His big hands were quick on the steering wheel as he made abrupt changes and land shifts, and his eyes were bright in the rearview mirror. Dominic was quick-witted and fun, and I was surprised by how much I liked being near him. That wasn’t how I usually felt about other humans.
When I was sure we weren’t being followed, I told him quietly, "Pull over."
Dominic glanced at me with a questioning look, but he didn't hesitate to pull over to the side of the road. I quickly unbuckled my seatbelt and climbed over the center console, straddling him in the driver's seat.
Dominic looked up at me without a trace of surprise, and his hand cupped my cheek.
Our lips crashed together in a frenzied kiss, our hands exploring each other's bodies with abandon. Tension built between us until I thought I was going to go out of my mind with want.
Dominic's fingers found their way to my core, stroking me through my clothes. I ground my hips against his hand, desperate for more.
His hands slowly stroked up the back of my thighs, hiking up my skirt, until his fingers brushed against my panties. I jerked at the feel of his fingers against my already-throbbing clit.
"Fuck, you're so wet," he groaned, his voice a rough whisper in my ear.
I shuddered at his words, my body trembling with desire. "We can't go too far. Aiden..."
"I understand," he said, his voice rough and thick, as if it were hard for him.
"But I need a distraction," I confessed.
"I can distract you," he promised. "But let me get us somewhere... better."
I nodded. Dominic was off like a shot, speeding down the road at a speed that bordered on criminally dangerous. But that was how I liked it anyway.
"I want to do something for you too." It bothered me that Aiden had given me an amazing orgasm last night but I hadn't finished him. It made me feel like the two of us had business we still needed to complete. Like I owed him.
I didn't want to owe these men. I didn't ever want to owe anyone, and the strange feeling that things were growing complicated between us haunted me.
He shot me a wicked smile. "Like what?"
"Road head." Wasn’t it the ultimate male fantasy? And I could give it to him. I reached over and unzipped his pants.
His eyes widened, then turned to smoldering fire as he felt my hot breath on his now-exposed cock. My lips closed around him, taking him deep in my throat and working him until he let out a low, guttural moan. It echoed in my body, inspiring me to work him harder, my tongue teasing around the head of his cock each time I rose to the top.
His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, and we kept accelerating, as I bobbed up and down on his shaft. I could feel every already-generous inch of him expand inside me.
It wasn't long before Dominic's hips started thrusting into me harder and faster. Finally, with one powerful stroke, he pushed himself into me one last time before releasing himself inside my mouth with a low growl.
I swallowed everything he had to offer, then sat back in my seat, breathing heavily.
I had never seen a man look so satisfied.
His eyes were still smoldering. We were taking turns awfully quickly on route to our destination.
When we came to a stoplight, he ripped the top of my dress down and yanked down one bra cup. The feeling of his hands, rough against my skin when he was usually so controlled, made heat throb between my thighs. He bent over to lick my nipple, before sucking on it.
