Page 78 of Safe With Me

I wanted to love Mike out loud.

I loved Mike.

How could I love Mike? I’d only known him for a short time, but from the moment we met, I’d gravitated toward him like an out-of-control magnet, only growing closer to him every time I tried to pull away.

No matter whose prints were on my car, I wanted to forget it—at least for today and tonight. Erase it from my mind as it had been scrubbed from the metal.

I didn’t want to be anywhere else but in Mike’s arms tonight.

He pressed his lips to mine. I grabbed the back of his neck, expecting the kiss to catch fire, but he gave me a soft peck. His mouth lingered on mine before he eased back to reach behind me and open my door.

“Come home with me,” he rasped, his gaze snagging on mine as I found the same lust, fear, and exhilaration in his eyes that coursed through my veins.

“I need you close,” Mike said, his voice low and husky. The air thinned between us as I watched the roll of his throat. “Naked and close.”

I muttered a breathlessyesbefore climbing into the car. As I scanned the street, a weird tingle zapped across my neck as if we really did have eyes on us, but I didn’t want to think about anything else but Mike’s dirty promises for the rest of the afternoon.

I pressed my knees together to ease the ache between my legs as Mike stepped into the driver’s seat and took off. He kept his gaze on the road as his hand went to my knee, the hem of my dress inching up as his palm slid to the inside of my thigh.

The short drive to our block seemed like forever as we hit every red light, Mike’s hand drifting higher at each stop, making it even worse. As we finally turned onto our block, I noticed the tightness in his jaw as he pulled my car in front of his apartment.

I was about to tell him to park in front of my door and we could just walk, when he shut off the engine and crushed his lips against mine.

“Mike,” I whimpered against his mouth. “We should get inside.”

“Yes, we should,” he said, his voice dark and dangerous as he slid his hand all the way up my thigh and cupped my pussy. My hips arched off the seat on instinct as my heart thudded in my ears.

“I thought you wanted me in your bed,” I said, my breaths coming quick as he skated his hand up my stomach and dipped it inside my panties.

“I do, but I wanted a taste first. I’m not the only one impatient, though, am I? You’re soaked, sweetheart.” He circled my clit with his thumb, my legs falling open as he slipped a finger inside.

“I have never wanted someone this much,” he gritted out as he slid two fingers inside me, pumping them in and out before he brought them to his mouth and sucked them clean.

“I never thought you had such a filthy side.”

He laughed as he nuzzled my neck. “I’m only this filthy with you. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough.”

I cupped his cheek, my fingers shaking as they traced over his stubble. I couldn’t get enough either, and I hoped neither of us would pay for my weakness.

“Let’s go, sweetheart.” He brought my hand to his lips and kissed the outside of my wrist, just like that night he’d picked me up for a drink and I’d realized I’d never be just Mike’s friend.

I’d always want more because as much as I’d fought it off, I wanted him.

I followed him as he dug his keys out of his pocket and unlocked his door, holding it open for me to step inside.

I felt safer here, even though I only lived across the street. Mike locked the door behind us and lifted me up by the waist, hoisting me over his shoulder.

“I can walk the ten feet. What are you doing?”

“Not wasting any time,” he said, peeling his shirt over his head and flinging it onto the floor with a soft thump. “I promise I’ll make it good. I just need you.” He took my face in his hands. “I need you so fucking much.”

He took my mouth in a hungry kiss. We were a mess of lips and tongues as we pawed at each other. He broke the kiss to liftmy dress over my head, pulling me close as he reached behind to unclasp my bra.

“Look at you,” he whispered, wincing as if he were in pain as his gaze raked over my body. “So fucking beautiful.”

He dug his hand into my hair and brought his mouth back to mine. I fumbled with his belt buckle, my hands shaking with impatience until he popped it open.

I caught his hands and dropped to my knees, keeping my eyes on his as I pulled his jeans down his legs along with his boxers until his cock sprang free.

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