Page 19 of Advantage Love

She was soaked, and the realization sent a dark thrill through me. I slid one finger through her folds, teasing, before pushing it inside her.

“Luke,” she moaned, her head falling back against the seat.

“Look at me,” I growled.

Her eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto mine. I kept my hand moving, slow and steady, while my thumb circled that sensitive spot that made her hips buck against me.

“You want this,” I said, my voice rough and unrelenting. “Say it.”

“Yes,” she gasped, her voice trembling with need.

“What do you want, Avery?”

“You,” she whispered, her cheeks flushing even deeper. “I want you.”

Damn right she did.

The light turned green, but I didn’t move. Instead, I pulled my hand back, ignoring her soft sound of protest, and gripped the back of her neck, pulling her toward me.

“I’ve been waiting for this,” I growled against her lips. “Waiting to touch you. Taste you. Take you.”

She didn’t reply. She didn’t need to. Her mouth crashed into mine, her kiss as demanding as the woman herself. Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer, and for a moment, I forgot where we were.

A horn blared behind us, snapping me back to reality.

“Not here,” I muttered against her lips, pulling away just enough to turn my attention back to the road.

Her breath came in soft pants, her lips swollen and glossy, and it took every ounce of willpower I had not to pull over and finish this right now.

I pressed down on the accelerator, the car surging forward as I headed for somewhere, anywhere, we could be alone.

Home.

The second I threw the car into park, I was on her, dragging her into my lap as her dress rode up her hips. Her knees pressedinto the seat on either side of me, her warmth settling against my thighs as her arms wrapped around my neck.

“Luke,” she begged as she ground against me.

I slid my hands down her back, over the curve of her hips, and gripped her ass, pulling her closer. “You’ve been driving me insane,” I growled.

I kissed her hard, my hands roaming over her body, exploring every inch of her soft, smooth skin. My mouth found her neck, sucking and biting just hard enough to leave a mark, while my hands pushed her dress higher.

Her moans filled the car, soft and breathless, as I kissed my way down her chest, pulling the fabric of her dress aside to reveal more of her.

“You’re perfect,” I murmured against her skin, my voice thick with need. “Every inch of you.”

Her body arched into me as I took her nipple into my mouth, sucking and flicking my tongue over the sensitive peak.

“Harder,” she gasped, her hips grinding against me.

I pulled back, my breathing ragged, and looked up at her. “I want you to remember this,” I said. “I want you to remember how it feels to be mine.”

Her lips parting as if to speak, but no words came out. Fuck. I need to see all of her.

“Out,” I growled, my voice edged with the kind of authority that left no room for argument.

Avery barely hesitated as she opened her door and stepped onto the driveway. I thanked every God know to me that the house was hidden from prying eyes.

Her dress was still hiked up from her teasing, her thighs bare and begging for my touch. I met her on the passenger side, slamming the door shut behind her before backing her against it.

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