Page 73 of Beautiful Broken Love

“Sure, you can.” He kissed me again slowly, sweetly, and heat blossomed in my lower belly just as an unexpected moan filled my throat. “But don’t think too long.”

“Why not?”

“Because you’ll miss out,” he murmured, skimming the hand that wasn’t on the car down my waist.

“On what?” I tempted him. I shouldn’t have tempted him. I of all people knew better, especially after last time.

“All the things I wanna do to you,” he answered.

He lowered his head so his mouth was near the bend of my neck. His palm skated down to my thigh, then traveled beneath the hem ofmy dress. In a delicate manner, his fingers tiptoed their way up to trace the fabric of my panties.

He leaned back just a bit to connect those heated brown eyes with mine, and his fingers traced my panties as I fought another moan.

“What exactly do you want to do to me?” I breathed, responding to his statement.

“Better if I show you.” His mouth twitched, and he lifted his large hand higher, hiking my dress up and digging into my panties to cup my pussy. I moaned. “Mmm. Looks like somebody did a little upkeep,” he said with a crooked grin.

A breath got stuck in my chest as he slowly spread the lips of my pussy apart and slipped a finger inside me. That same finger slid up to apply pressure to the most sensitive part of my body, and I released a sharp gasp, clutching his stiff arm. He worked those fingers up and down repeatedly before plunging two of them inside me.

“So wet, D,” he rasped on my mouth.

He repeated the movements, making me wetter as his mouth hovered over mine, taunting me. I tried leaning in to kiss him, but he leaned back just enough so I couldn’t reach.

“Deke,” I breathed, mildly frustrated but more turned on, because he was still working magic with his hand.

“You wanna kiss me?” His voice made me tremble in the best way.

I nodded, and my knees went weak as he circled the pad of one of his fingers around that sweet, tender button of mine craving all the attention.

“Agree to take a trip with me then,” he purred on my mouth.

I moaned louder as he kept massaging my clit. It was crazy, this moment. We were in a parking deck, andanyonecould’ve driven by and seen us, but I didn’t give a damn. All I cared about was coming around Deke’s long, gifted fingers.

“Do you agree, Davina?”

I attempted another kiss, but again, he dipped his head back and chuckled deeply this time.

“Okay,” I panted as he pumped his fingers faster, thrusting in and out of me, then sliding them back up to graze my clit. “Okay, I’ll go on a trip with you.”

“No bullshit?”

“No bullshit,” I moaned.

“Okay, baby.” He pressed his forehead to mine, and I felt the hardness of his dick press on my thigh as he moved in closer. “I’ll make you come now.” His nose skimmed my cheek, and his mouth ghosted my jawline.

When his face was front and center again and his lips came crashing down on mine, I fuckingmelted. That kiss was all I needed to finish.

“Oh, Deke!” I cried as he pressed harder, rubbed faster. A hiss slipped through his teeth, and a guttural groan lingered in his throat. The hardness of his dick rubbed against me as I came so hard I couldn’t think straight. I moaned into his mouth as he finished me off with gentle loops of his finger.

He kissed me firmly as he dragged his hand out of my panties, then straightened the bottom of my dress.

He cleared his throat. “You look good when you come, D.”

He said it like he was telling me he liked ice cream or something.

I huffed a laugh, standing up straight and looking around as he did. I was so glad this was aprivateparking area. After double-checking that my dress was straightened, I cleared my throat, too, and met his eyes.

“I’m going home to do my laundry now, Bishop,” I told him, removing my purse from my shoulder to take my keys out. I had to really concentrate to do it. All my limbs felt like liquid. “And I promise you, this isn’t me running away.”

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