Page 14 of Driving Force

The more he calls me kitten, the more I’m starting to like it. That may be because of all the romance books I’ve read, but I’ve always wanted to be called a sexy name by the man I was with.

Grabbing my hand, he jets past Grace as we leave Brad’s office, not giving her a second look, only shouting, “I’ll have her home before classes tomorrow.” I briefly look over my shoulder and see Grace gesture the call me sign before rounding the corner headed toward the parking lot that Ryan’s truck is in.

I have never been so turned on in all my life. Ryan isn’t like any of the guys I’ve met before. I’m not the girl who gets swept off her feet, nor am I the girl being worshipped at all the parties or when we are out at the bar having drinks on the weekend, but damn, I’m glad I’m getting the chance to find out how it feels to be that girl.Score one for the curvy ladies out there.

“Where are we going, Ryan?”

“Well, from the please fuck me eyes you’ve been giving me, I’m taking you to my place. I planned to take you to dinner, be romantic, and do some more groveling because, honestly, I still need to do that, but now the only thing I want to eat is you, and I plan on doing that all night long,” he says, his voice so sexy it sends goosebumps along my skin.

“Then you need to use those racecar skills, or I may just give you a preview in this truck in front of anyone passing us on the road,” I say very sweetly. Goodness, where did that come from? Usually, I’m a soft-spoken girl, but Ryan makes me want to try new things.

I can’t help but smirk when I hear a growl from him at the idea of another man or woman looking at me as we drive to his apartment. I want to be this fierce Amazon who knows what she wants and makes sure she gets it.

“Tin, I need to make a quick call,” Ryan says.

He hits the dial button, and I see Matt’s name come up on the screen.

“Hey, man,” Matt answers.

“Hey, Matt. Are you still at my place?” Ryan asks.

“Yeah, remember you told me to hang out, and you would be back after youfigured out your shit? So I’m here, waiting and drinking all your beer,” Matt says.

I can’t help but giggle at the conversation playing out between them.

With Ryan distracted while talking to Matt, a wild streak comes over me. Reaching over the middle console, Ryan sucks in a breath as he notices my movement and as he replies to Matt.

“I’m going to need your ass gone. I’m on my way back, and let’s just sayI’ve got plans that don’t include you,” he says.

My hand rubs his already hard length while he talks to Matt. A hisses come through his teeth, and his hips shoot up, pressing himself harder into my hand, wanting to see how far I can push him before he ends the phone call with Matt. Rubbing my hand over his length reaching for his zipper. It doesn’t take much before he lightly moans, then remembers Matt is on the phone.

“Damn, dude. Didn’t think I was going to get an X-rated call. I do, however, expect a call at some point. Hi Tinley, I’m glad you didn’t kick his ass to the curb. He’s kind of got it bad.” Matt laughs. “And Tinley, if you happen to have a single friend help a guy out.”

A chuckle escapes my lips. “Hi Matt, I’ll see what I can do, I might have someone, but she’s fierce. She’s not a quiet church girl.”

“Thanks, man. Now get the hell out of my house,” Ryan says.

Ryan’s rough voice echoes through me, sending a shiver down my spine. Although it’s a demand for Matt to leave, it’s also a promise of what is coming.

He hangs up the phone. When he speaks, his voice is deep and filled with lust. “Tin, I can promise you that if you start something in this truck, I will have to punish you as soon as I take this seatbelt off.”

I shiver as his hot green gaze meets mine, full of a deep-seated need for whatever kind of punishment he might provide. I have never thought of being dominated before, but Ryan’s threat sends an electric spark through me, making me crave whatever he might dish out. I’m already so wet for him; I’m sure my thong is fixing to fall right off. I push my luck just a little bit further. Cupping his sizeable erection, I rub him faster to see how far I can take this little game on our ride.

When we pull into his apartment complex, I jump out of the truck only to be met with Ryan’s large hand coming up around my neck and pinning me to the passenger door. “No, no Tin, what did I say about you teasing me all the way to the house?” Ryan says with a sexy smirk.

Swallowing down my nerves, my answer is both a confirmation and a dare. “That I would be punished.” A deep blush crosses my face. I know he sees how he’s affected me, and I want to be punished. Punished by him. As he holds me in place, I push my breasts up against him, needing the contact.

“Come on, sex kitten, I’ve got plans for you,” Ryan says. I follow him, wanting the pleasure and the possible pain that this god of a man is offering.

The drive back was interesting. Tinley had me wound so tight I needed a release and quick. Stepping into my apartment, I’m happy that Matt listened and is nowhere in sight. When I pull Tinley inside, I can’t help but love the sight of her in my personal space. It doesn’t feel weird. I don’t bring women here. I like to separate my private life from my public; having her here means something.I’ve only ever had one other woman here, Serena, and looking back now, she wasn’t what I wanted. She was just a means to an end, and we were both using one another when our schedules fit.

Closing the door behind me, I pin her against my chest. I notice her pupils dilating, and her breathing picks up. I need to taste this woman and brand her as mine so she knows she belongs to me.

“So, tell me, Tinley, what kind of punishment would you like? Or should I play out one of the many dirty thoughts that have been going in my head from the moment I set eyes on you at the racetrack?” I ask, grabbing her hair and forcing her to look up at me.

Slowly kissing down her neck while cupping her breasts and squeezing them roughly, I can’t help but smirk when a moan comes from her perfect mouth. She’s already so wet for me, I can smell her beautiful scent from where I’m standing, and I haven’t even started. “Tinley, you have far too many clothes on for my liking, so we need to fix that now!”

With a giggle, she raises her arms. Removing her shirt, I’m met with the most perfect breasts I have ever seen. I kiss each one slowly, savoring them as I unhook her bra. Her nipples pebble, and her breathing becomes faster. My dick strains against the zipper of my jeans, and I’m about to lose all control if I don’t get her under me.

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