Page 6 of Drive Her Wild

“In your fucking dreams,” I huff, pushing him from me again.

“Ready to go?” Charlie yells from the foyer. “I’ve got to pick up Carter.”

He drags my hands from his pecs down his abs until my fingers dust the waistband of his pants. Letting go, he whispers, “I fucking hope so, firecracker.”

As I struggle to string together a witty insult, Charlie barrels into the room. “We really have to go, are you sure you’re good with getting the truck back?”

“I’m sure,” I smile. “They’re coming back to pick it up in the morning.”

“Good.” She gives me a tight bear hug. “If you want help tomorrow afternoon, give me a call.”

The two of them leave and I’m suddenly alone in this massive condo. Considering I don’t have cable or internet yet, I opt to keep moving through the mountain of boxes in the middle of the room.

So many boxes.

Grabbing the box cutter, I slice through the tape and fold open the flaps. A boisterous laugh billows from my chest as I look at the contents.

Pretty sure the universe is telling me it’s time for a break and to de-stress a little.

Grabbing the black zippered bag from the box, I grab a towel from another and head upstairs. I turn on the water and begin to fill the massive bathtub.

The massive reason I wanted to buy this condo in the first place.

Stripping off my clothes, I take a silent moment to thank the previous owners for leaving all of the blinds. I dig through the bag until I find what I’m looking for. The little, hot pink, waterproof clitoral vibe—it might be small, but it is mighty.

Dipping my toe into the water, I test the temperature before sliding my entire body into the deep pool of hot, sudsy water.

Oh my God, that feels fucking fantastic.

Leaning back and getting comfortable, I flip on the vibe and part my thighs. My clit immediately swells from the intense vibrations, and my breasts heave from water with every heavy breath, the vibe quickly and efficiently doing its job of bringing me to the edge.

Thinking about my thick cock?

He’s fucking everywhere. Even in my fantasies. But I’m so close to coming that I don’t care if the water rolling down his rock-hard abs and the thought of that monster in his pants pressing inside of me are what get me there.

Are you going to come for me, Firecracker?

The vibrations rapidly begin to slow, and I can feel the orgasm slipping from my grasp. The vibe sputters to a stop and I pull it from the water.

Dead.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” I chuck it across the room before submerging myself in the water.

He would ruin this for me too.

Chapter Five

JACKSON

My head has been buried under the hood of cars all day trying to keep myself busy. Yet, no matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to get that sexy, uptight veterinarian out of my mind.

Fuck, I came twice last night thinking about those small, soft hands of hers wrapped around my cock.

The bell above the door dings as someone enters, startling me and nearly causing me to whack my head on the car above me. It quiets and is subsequently followed by the sound of a woman’s heels clicking across the concrete floor of the shop.

“Excuse me,” a sweet, yet familiar voice causes my cock to twitch.

“What can I help you with ma’am?” I pose the question to Amaya without pulling myself from underneath the chassis of the car.

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