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My heart is slamming into my ribs. At first it was because of the intense make out, but now it’s shifted into worry that this has again been too much, too fast. But Leena relaxing into the curve of my shoulder loosens the knot of anxiety.
I kiss the crown of her head, enjoy the minty-sweet scent of her hair that continues to calm my heartbeat.
Turning her head up to mine, she hesitantly asks, “Do you wanna get out of here?”
Images of us naked and twisting together in the sheets flash through my mind. I have to tell my twitching dick that is not what she meant. “I’d love nothing more,” I whisper against her lips before roughly kissing them.
CHAPTER THIRTY
Julian
Tighteningmy arm around Leena’s waist as we exit Nonna’s, I look down to see her already watching me as she rolls her lip between her teeth.
“Hey, no pressure, alright? I’m just enjoying having you in my arms,” I reassure her.
“Where’s your car?”
Confused by the change in conversation, I tell her, “The condo I’m staying at isn’t far from here. I walked over.”
Nodding her head, she looks up and down the sidewalk. Then she abruptly grabs my hand and starts dragging me in the direction of the parking lot. Reaching her Jeep, she swiftly spins around and throws herself into my arms.
Startled, I catch her to my chest. Cupping my neck, she pulls my lips to hers. I shift my feet to steady us, groaning into her mouth as she kisses me desperately. She’s ravenous, hungrily kissing me in a clash of dueling tongues and clicking teeth. I lose myself in the pleasure of the moment, but quickly remember how fast we can get caught up in our burning lust, only to be harshly brought back to reality.
Slowing my kisses, I bring my mouth to her ear. “Let’s slow down. I don’t want to move too fast and scare you away again.”
“Julian, I’m not running. I promise. I don’t want to fight this—us—anymore, even if I could.”
Dropping my face in the curve of her shoulder and neck, I press a soft, wet kiss against her smooth skin. Longing to mark her, providing proof for everyone who looks at her to see she belongs to me.
She wraps one lean leg around my thigh, holding herself to me, then lifts her face to the sky, exposing more of her neck to my exploring mouth. “Come home with me,” she moans. “Please, Julian.”
The way she draws out thepleasehas me nearly coming in my pants. I want to make her beg and plead for me to touch her, pleasure her.
Pulling back for both our sakes, my hoarse voice rumbles out, “Leena, I want to. So fucking badly, but I’m still going to ask—are yousurethis is what you want?”
She holds my neck tighter, stressing the certainty in her words. “Yes, Julian, I’m sure that I wantyou. Want this.”
She seals my fate with those words. I will never be anything but hers.
Sitting in the passenger seat,my body is angled toward Leena as much as my large frame is able to. I have my left arm draped over her head rest, aimlessly twirling one of her curls around my fingers. She’s making a valiant attempt to keep her eyes on the road, but she constantly looks over at me, smiling shyly. It fucking cracks my chest open.
I’m not paying any attention to where we’re driving—I’m far too focused on her dainty hands holding the steering wheel,trying to remain calm while picturing them wrapped around my aching dick, imagining the feel of her stroking me.
Unable to contain a groan, my head falls back against the head rest. The sound of her giggle has me opening one eye to stare at her. “You think it’s funny how badly I want you?”
We approach the only stop light we’ve hit on this route, and I watch as she presses on the brake, coming to a stop at the intersection. Looking over at me with heated eyes, she quietly says, “No, I love it. It kind of makes me feel, I don’t know . . . powerful.”
“Pretty girl, you have no idea the power you hold over me.” I reach my right hand across the console, running it up her thigh, my fingers wedge between her legs. Squirming in her seat, I know she must be searching for some kind of pressure to ease the ache between her thighs.
A honk behind us breaks the spell, but I leave my hand where it’s at. I can feel my dick leaking from the heat radiating from her pussy.
Driving up a small winding road, we slow at a guard house. The security arm lifts, letting us pass after reading the automatic sensor on her car. She navigates the vehicle smoothly through her darkened neighborhood, finally pulling up to a beautiful brick home illuminated by artfully placed landscape lighting. She looks at me as the garage door opens, and I squeeze my hand around her upper thigh.
With the Jeep in park, she turns off the ignition, causing our breathing to seem so loud in the sudden silence. I copy her movements, both of us unbuckling our safety belts. Her chest rapidly rises and falls.
“Baby, just because you asked me to come here doesn’t mean we have to do anything.”
This woman again surprises the hell out of me when she easily climbs over the console, her thighs straddling my lap. Herpalms cup my neck, and mine easily find the dip of her waist. I stretch my neck in an unconscious effort to stay collected.
