Page 24 of Starts With a Bang

“I’m sorry about the marriage remark. It was too much too soon.”

Dom shut the door with a wry smile. “It’s okay, I guess.”

“I should’ve at least waited until Christmas Eve at the earliest to pop the question,” I teased.

Dom groaned and shook his head, but he started the SUV without tossing me out on my ass first.

“I’ll behave,” I promised.

“No, you won’t. You don’t know how. Your every breath is some kind of innuendo.”

“It’s your fault,” I said as he backed out of the parking spot.

“How?”

“Because I want you all the time. It makes me crazy, and I lose control of my mouth. If you shoved something thick and hard in it—”

Dom hit the brakes a little too hard at the apartment complex exit. His sexy mouth quirked at one corner. “Is this your idea of behaving?”

I grimaced. “It’s me trying.” I mimed zipping my lips and throwing away the key.

Dom pulled onto the road, and we drove a few blocks before he broke the silence. “I hope like hell I don’t disappoint you. Our first hookup in my van was way shorter than I’d wanted it to be.Not sure what about those two minutes made you so eager to do it again.”

I snorted. “You made me come so hard I nearly blacked out.”

“Nah, the van was just really dark inside.”

“Shut up,” I said, slapping his arm playfully. “I bet if you ask most couples, they’d say their first intimate moments were less than ideal. What I remember about that night is how hot we were for each other. My skin burned where you touched me, and no one—and I mean this, Dom—no one has ever kissed me the way you do. You put your whole soul into a kiss. When I jerk off to fantasies about that night, I’m always thinking about your lips on mine.” I watched as we rolled right through a stop sign without so much as slowing down. Horns honked, brakes squealed, but Dom didn’t seem to notice. “You just blew through a four-way stop.”

“Seriously?”

“You didn’t hear the horns blaring or the cars screeching to a sudden stop?” I asked.

He waved that off. “I was asking about the kissing and jerking off.”

“Dom, I haven’t said a single untrue thing to you in two years. I wouldn’t start now.” Not when it was possible I’d get everything my heart had desired since we reconnected. “Okay?”

“Yeah, okay.”

“You are nowhere near the top of my sucky sex list,” I assured him.

“Is that kind of like a no-fly list?”

“Pretty much.” I looked over and caught him smiling. “Want to hear my top five?”

“Do I?” Dom asked.

“Yeah, you do. At least you didn’t count down to blast off like one guy I hooked up with,” I said.

Dom glanced over at me suspiciously. “Are you for real?”

“Always.”

“When you say blast off, do you mean climax?” Dom asked.

I re-enacted the final five seconds of sex with a NASA enthusiast. I made an explosion sound to mimic his orgasm.

Dom laughed so hard that he started to cough. With his track record, I worried he might be a danger to other drivers.

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