Page 14 of Dangerous Curves Ahead
She looked up at him, “Why are we stopping? I ache Steele.”
Steele kissed her again, “I don’t want to take you in my truck. I want you in my house, in our bed, and I want to take my time when I get you there. I want to explore every single inch of you.”
Her mouth dropped open, “Then take me home.”
He nodded, “If we do this, there is no going back. You are mine, and I am yours.”
She kissed him, “Deal. I want all of that.”
He lifted her back into her seat and drove as quickly as he could to his house. The minute they got there, he threw the truck in park, and hurried to her side and helped her down, brushing her body along every inch of his.
He pushed her against the side of his truck, kissing her, and rubbing his cock against her soft stomach.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and Steele broke the kiss, pulling her by the hand to his house.
He unlocked the door, pulling her through it and then kicking it shut behind them.
Then he pulled her up the stairs to his room. This was so new to him, and yet, it felt so right with her.
He had barely let the guys into his house and never into his room.
As he led her into his inner sanctuary, she was smiling. “Your bedroom is so wonderful. Cozy and beautiful.”
He looked around, his giant California King sized bed was covered in a dark green comforter and big green pillows.
He had two comfortable chairs in front of a big fireplace, and a large fluffy white rug on the floor.
His mom had come to help him decorate his house after he bought it and it was one of his favorite memories.
He was brought back to the present when she pulled her hand free to go study some of the photographs he had on the mantle of the fireplace.
They were of him, his parents and his crew. A few pictures were of him in the Navy and she was exclaiming at how good looking he was.
It made him smile and he walked up behind her, putting his arms around her, and telling her about each picture.
She leaned back into his body and he kissed the side of her neck every once in a while.
When she tilted her head to the side to give him better access, he sucked lightly on the skin, and because her skin was so light, a red mark appeared, making him want to see them all over.
She turned in his arms and went on tiptoe to reach his mouth, and he bent to her, obliging her much shorter height.
She threaded her fingers through his hair this time, and held on tight while they kissed.
He walked her backwards, until they hit his bed. Her knees buckled, and she fell back on his bed, and he followed her down, still kissing her.
She let out a moan and he broke their kiss and knelt over her, “I want you naked when you are in our bed.”
She sucked in a breath, “Our bed?”
He nodded, “Of course. Bombshell, I want you in our bed, our home and as my girl for the rest of our lives.”
She smiled, “I want that too.”
Sitting her up, he helped her unzip her dress and she pushed it down her body.
She was left in only a white bra and white silk panties.
The panties had a wet spot in the middle, and he leaned down, breathing in her scent, and it drove him mad with lust.
