Page 43 of Needing Your Love
“Feeling extra needy today, Sutton,” he whispered, leaning in too damned close for comfort.
My eyelids slammed shut, nostrils flaring as I fought for control. The boy knew the words that threatened my rigid stance on avoiding hurt.
“Can’t stop touching myself, reliving every second of that phone call.”
“Jesus, Jimmy.”
He smirked, rubbing an inconspicuous fingertip over my shirt. “Wouldn’t mind a repeat—or three.”
Kel set a carryout tray of coffees and to-go bag on the counter, and I cleared my throat, stepping closer to pull out my wallet, thankful as fuck for my tight briefs.
I paid, too aware of the lustful gaze on my back. Heat flooded through me, and I prayed the pre-cum oozing from my trapped cock didn’t leak so much that a wet spot marked my trousers. “Thanks, Kel.”
“Anytime, Chief.”
Nodding, I turned away, intent on the exit and freedom from the suffocating desire from sharing a room with Jimmy.
He followed me out into the cool air, and I walked at a brisk pace, cursing myself for chasing after him to Scone Haven in the first place.
“Hey.” He scurried to keep up with me. “You ought to take me with you for a ride along like you used to do.”
My imagination went straight to road head and how Jimmy’s pouty lips would look like wrapped around my dick. Big blue eyes all watery from me shoving my length deep into his throat?—
“No.” I stumbled to a stop, my groinachingas I faced him fully.
Jimmy bumped into me on purpose. “Oops.” He flashed a grin at me, eyelids heavy with an obvious invite to do whatever the hell I wanted with his body.
“Jimmy.” My tone carried warning.
“Yes…Sutton?” He winked, pretending to have caught himself from calling me daddy.
I wasn’t about togood boyhim no matter how badly he longed to hear those words from my lips. But fuck, did I want to see him melt by giving him what he needed.
“Enough, boy,” I hissed, leaning down to get in his face. “We’re not doing this.”
“There’s no stopping that train you put in motion when you made me come so hard I almost blacked out, Chief.”
A muscle ticked in my jaw.
“You started an engine that won’t quit until I’m boneless beneath you, my insides coated with your hot cum, my spunk smeared between our sweaty bodies.”
I swallowed hard, my cells buzzing and balls drawn up tight. “Jesus, Jimmy.”
“I’m so damned hard for you my lace panties are wet.”
Fucking. Hell.
I spun on my heel and stormed off as best I could considering the hard bulge between my thighs.
And I’d thought Jimmy Riley was trouble before. He was temptation, the promise of deliciousness beneath.
But I wanted the treasure beneath the pretty package with its tightly tied bow.
Realness twenty-four seven. Raw emotion like he’d shown me his first day back in town, not this coy brat who tried to steer the outcome of our interactions. I’d had enough of that the first time around with my ex.
I desired everything Jimmy hid behind lock and key, but if he couldn’t give me honesty, I refused to touch him.
Chapter 18
