Page 18 of Haunting the Shadow Man
My mouth drops open in shock as I turn to look at him over my shoulder. Our faces are so close that if either of us moved just the slightest, our lips would touch. My body lights on fire with the desire to do just that. I must have stayed quiet too long because the decision is made for me.
Ten
Vito
The drive to kiss this woman is like nothing I’ve ever felt before this moment. I wait for her to answer my question about which option she is taking to get her in the SUV. When she doesn’t, I decide for her. I place my hands on her hips, spinning her around to face me and with one swift movement place her over my shoulder. She lets out a high-pitched squeal of fright before ending it with an oof.
“You asshole, I was going to fucking walk. Now put me the hell down,” she hollers before slapping me on the ass.
Reaching up, I return the favor with a sharp slap on her perfectly round ass. Rubbing away the sting and giving her a nice squeeze as well. I march toward the SUV, where I place her in the passenger seat. When she is seated and turned forward, I reach in, buckling her seat belt and closing the door. Using the key fob to lock it so she can’t get out, I walk around and climb in, starting the car. Putting the car in gear, I back out of the parking lot, turning toward her home. Loretta sits in her seat with her arms crossed, glaring out the front windshield doing her best to ignore me.
“Do you want to start the questions now or when we arrive at your home?” I question her, trying to get her to relax.
“What good would it do to ask? From what I’ve learned about you and the company you keep, I doubt you would tell me the truth anyway.”
Gripping the steering wheel tighter so as not to ring her sassy little neck, I respond, “You don’t know what you’re talking about. Ask your questions and I’ll answer the ones that I can, the way that I can.”
“That’s the best non-answer I’ve ever heard,” she mumbles.
“Non-answer or not, that’s all I can do,” I chuckle, feeling relaxed for the first time in nearly two and a half weeks.
Movement to my right catches my attention, and that’s when I notice she is rubbing her hands together as if trying to get them warm.
“Are you cold, Blood Rose?” I question her.
“To be honest, yes, I am. I didn’t wear my coat, thinking that a think sweater would work. I guess I didn’t expect it to get this cold tonight.” She shrugs.
“There are exactly nine days until Halloween. What were you expecting?” I chuckle again, shaking my head in disbelief.
I turn up the heat on her side of the car and then also turn on her seat warmer. The sigh she releases causes my cock to go rock hard, thinking of all the ways I could make her sigh like that. I pull into her driveway, scanning everything around me to make sure nothing looks out of place before I get out of the vehicle. When nothing catches my immediate attention, I turn the car off and throw the door open, then step out. Before I can make my way around the SUV, Loretta throws the door open and slides out, stomping around to meet me.
“Thank you for the ride home. You’re good to go,” she tosses at me.
I step in front of her. “We’re not done. You have questions, remember?”
She looks up at me, and what I see staring back at me frays what little control I was holding onto. I run my hand through her hair, placing my lips on hers. Where I thought she would try to resist me, she doesn’t. Loretta melts into me. Surprising me even more is when she runs her tongue along the seam of my lips looking for entrance. I run my free hand down her back to cup her ass. She moans into my mouth, gripping my shirt and pulling me tighter to her.
Loretta meets my tongue stroke for stroke in a battle of control. She runs her hands up my chest and into my hair, where she fists it, keeping me where she wants me. I let go of her hair to grip her ass and pick her up to wrap her legs around my waist. Leaning her back against the SUV, I grind my dick into the apex of her thighs. Loretta finally breaks the kiss, allowing us both the chance to catch our breath. She doesn’t loosen her hold on my hair but drops her head back to lie on the roof of the car.
“Fuck, that was better than I could’ve ever dreamed,” she whispers so low that I don’t think she meant for me to hear her.
I run my nose up the side of her throat, nipping and sucking as I go. “There isn’t a dream, imagination, or hallucination that could ever compare to what just happened.”
Her head snaps up, and a smirk spreads across her face. “You want to take this into the house and see if we can get across the finish line?”
Using my nose, I pull her collar to the side a bit and then bite down on her shoulder. Loretta moans, dropping her head back and grinding her pussy onto my dick.
She tightens her hands in my hair, pulling my face away from her. “Inside. Now. I don’t want to wait.”
“Fuck, I’ve dreamed of this moment for the last five fucking years,” I groan when I lift her away from the SUV, causing her to rub hard on my very painful cock.
I march us toward the house using every ounce of focus on not dropping the vixen in my arms. We make it up the front steps as she returns the favor of kissing and nipping up and down my neck to my ear.
Loretta grazes my ear lobe before speaking, “I’ve spent the last two weeks daydreaming about your touch on my body. Your lips grazing my nipples while your fingers play with my pussy.”
Her words are like gasoline on a fire. The need to drive my cock into her hot, wet begging pussy causes me to flex my fingers that are still holding onto her ass. Which in turn causes her to grind on me once again. This time I know I’ll have zipper imprints on my dick. What feels like an eternity later, we finally make it to the front door. I lean her back against the door so I have a free hand to wrap in her hair and get some form of control over us both.
“Keys,” I growl when Loretta whimpers.
