Page 12 of Wheelie's Challenge
“Yeah, I do. That would be nice. The only thing is I don’t really cook. You’ll have to come over and teach me what to do with them.” His eyes moved from hers and traveled down her face, lingering on her mouth then moving down to her breasts.
She’d worn her tight lavender T-shirt—the one Tigger wouldn’t let her wear out in public. A strain of satisfaction in defying her husband wove through her when she’d slipped it on before coming to the car wash, but the way Wheelie was staring at her made her second guess her choice.
Silence descended between them. She was mesmerized by the hunger she saw reflected in his fiercely heated eyes. Her cheeks flushed and without thinking, she folded her arms across her chest. Wheelie’s gaze snapped back to her face and he blinked at her. A muscle tensed then loosened in his jaw.
“Did Tigger talk you into going on the poker run with him?” she asked softly.
Slowly, he shook his head. “I can’t. You and I have a date to go to Hanging Lake. You didn’t forget, did you?”
Warmth swept through her. “No.” She smiled at him.
The chair hit the back of the wall with a soft thud as Wheelie stood up, his eyes burning into hers. Captivated by their intensity, she watched with bated breath as he approached her. Standing next to her chair, he tangled his fingers in her hair and tugged it back then cupped her face with his hands as he continued staring into her eyes. With one hand, he ran his fingers through her long hair that hung loosely down her back.
“You’re so beautiful.” He dragged a thumb across the bottom of her lip, and without thinking, she slid her tongue over it. His skin tasted salty with a hint of soap. Wheelie bent down and kissed her, tenderly at first, and then deeply and passionately as if the world was about to end. Sensations crawled wild through her veins, and tingles zinged up her spine as she let the kiss take her over completely. He pulled back, licking at her mouth. “So fuckin’ beautiful,” he whispered.
Sofia moaned into his mouth, returning the kiss as she looped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Their tongues met, tangling and teasing and she loved the way the kiss grew in intensity as if he were branding her with his mouth.
Wheelie slinked his arm around her waist and lifted her up and she fell against him feeling every inch of his hard, muscular body. She tightened her grip on his neck and pushed her tongue deeper into his mouth. His hands caressed a fiery trail down her back and cupped her butt, holding her firmly as he pressed his hard dick against her. She wriggled and a low grunt rose up from his throat.
“You’re so fuckin’ tempting,” he growled then yanked her head back and drove his tongue deeper into her mouth.
A wave of fierce heat rushed through her as she leaned further into him, dissolving into his heat, her whole body shivering with excited anticipation. Sofia hadn’t felt this alive for a very long time and she relished it. She wanted to feel his skin against hers, and him inside her, thrusting in and out. For the first time in eight years, she craved another man, and even though she knew she should pull away before she lost herself, she couldn’t… she didn’t want to. Wrapped in Wheelie’s arms felt right and so very good, and Sofia wanted to stay in them forever. It had been such a long time since—
Wheelie tore his mouth away and placed his forehead against hers, panting raggedly.
Sofia missed his lips immediately. “Is something wrong?” she whispered, her pulse roaring in her ears. Shaking his head, he pulled away, his hand stroking the side of her face. “Thenwhat? You didn’t like it?” She bit the inside of her cheek.
Wheelie leaned in and quieted her with a quick kiss. “The kiss was fuckin’ awesome. It’s just…” His hand dropped away from her and he stepped back, regret etched over his face.
“What? You’re sorry you kissed me? I’m not.” Sofia touched her fingers to her slightly swollen lips.
“Me neither, but if I don’t stop now then I won’t be able to at all.” He went over to the door and opened it.
“Maybe I don’t want you to stop.”
The corner of his lips twitched, and he rubbed the back of his neck while his gaze locked on hers. “This isn’t the right time or place. You need to get straight on who you want in your life.”
“I want you,” she whispered. And she did, but she was afraid of what Tigger would do to her if she left him. A deep grunt came from Wheelie’s throat, and he grasped the door knob until his knuckles turned white. She picked up her purse and slung it over her shoulder. “I better get going.” As she walked past him, he pulled her back and softly kissed her on the forehead. She smiled weakly and walked out of the room.
Chapter Four
Wheelie sat staringat the front of the room watching Banger’s mouth move, but he couldn’t make out the words since Sofia invaded all his thoughts. The memory of their kiss the day before looped around his mind like a film stuck on replay. When she’d been in his arms, her soft body pressed against him, want and need had clawed at him, and he knew if he hadn’t moved away, he’d have taken her fiercely right on his desk. It took every ounce of willpower for him to have pushed her away, and from the way Sofia had looked at him, his rebuff caught her off guard. Wheelie glanced over at Tigger.This whole thing is so fucked up.A small beep drew his attention to his phone, and he looked down. Putting his phone under the table, he leaned back and opened the text.
Sofia:R u mad @ me?
Wheelie darted his eyes to Tigger again then back to the text.
Wheelie:No. Why?
Sofia:I thought maybe because of what happened yesterday.
Wheelie ran his fingers through his hair.I should tell her that us kissing was a mistake, and we need to stay away from each other until she decides what the fuck she wants to do.But he wouldn’t do it. The truth was: He couldn’t stay away. There was something about Sofia that made him feel different in an exhilarating way. He’d never experienced that with any other woman before, and even though it confused and pissed him off, it also made him want more. He craved her presence, her scent, her laugh… her everything.
Sofia:U still there?
Wheelie:Ya. In church right now. I’m not mad. No worries.
Sofia:R u sorry about yesterday?
