Page 56 of Playing With Fire
“Do you remember when I said I’m good at following through?” she asks, taking a step closer to me.
“Mmhmm,” I hum in acknowledgement as her tongue lands on my neck.
She brings her mouth to my ear. “The hardest part is making up my mind. But once it’s made,” she grabs my hand and puts it on her thigh before sliding it upward underneath the hem of her dress and annunciating each word, “I. Follow. Through.”
My fingers are at the edge of her panties when she whispers against my mouth, “I can’t wait for people to know you’re mine.” Her statement of possession has my cock perking back up and a dirty, depraved, and extremely dangerous idea comes to mind. “Tell me,” Shannon says immediately. “The look in your eyes says you just thought of something wicked.”
Licking my lips, I grab her thigh and place her booted foot on the middle shelf to my left. I toe off one my own boots and push my pants and boxers back down so I can step out of my pants with one leg. With my left hand, I give my cock a couple hard strokes until I’m ready to go again, while the fingers of my right hand tease her slit.
Her eyes go wide.
“Hudson, I’m not on birth control.”
“I’m just feeling particularly dirty and possessive. Do you trust me?”
She nods. “Yes.”
I torture us slowly by grabbing my shaft and dragging the head of my cock through the folds of her pussy. She rolls her hips in need, trying to get me inside her despite her recent warning. I tease her clit with it, precum causing me to slide across her skin easily. Back and forth until we’re both panting and grinding into each other.
“Oh, fuck, yes.” This is a rare occasion where I want tocome first. Afraid she’ll spill as soon as I do, I pull away from her and keep stroking myself to climax.
“Hudson, what are you?—”
“Watch,” I cut her off.
I breathe heavily as my release shoots onto her skin. We watch, mesmerized as gravity causes it to begin sliding toward her opening.
I quickly scoop some of it onto my fingers and start massaging her clit. “It’s your turn to get off, and I wanted to mark you,” I admit, picking up speed. “Wanted to use my cum to get you there even if I can’t spill inside you yet.”
She whimpers and grips the shelf her leg is on to keep her balance. Her other hand grips my uniform top as she looks down and watches me rub her. Her noises make me lose my mind and before I realize what I’m doing, I step closer to her, sinking my cum-coated index and middle fingers back into her glorious, wet heat.
She doesn’t try to stop me. Instead, she whines, “God, yes.More.”
I pick up my pace, practically lifting her off the floor with every thrust inside her until she finally lets go and falls apart on my hand.
It kills me to pull away from her, but we’re lucky we haven’t been caught yet. I kiss her forehead and pack her pillow back up in her box once we’ve both righted ourselves. “I hate to go, but I have to get back to work.” There’s an uncomfortable lump in my throat. “This is where it gets really hard, Shan. Tonight, another man is going to climb in your bed and I have to be okay with that. He’s going to kiss you hello and I’m afraid your resolve will waver once he’s back in your orbit.” I’m not trying to give her a guilt trip, I’m just trying to be honest and that includes giving her my vulnerability.
She grips my waist and tugs me to her. “Really good at following through, remember?”
I give her a smile filled with confidence I don’t feel, and nod.I hope you’re right.
When I try to hand her the box with the pillow, she says, “Keep it. Maybe we’ll get to use it again. The box was a decoy, anyway. If anyone asked, I was coming down here to return a package that had been delivered by mistake.”
“I don’t make mistakes.”
“You sure about that?” she asks, looking out the windshield for any sign of nosy neighbors before exiting the truck.
“You’re a lot of things, Shannon,” I tell her, climbing into the driver’s seat. “A miracle, a blessing, a temptation, but you’re not a mistake. No matter how this ends, you’re not a mistake.”
She nods and presses her lips to mine one more time before descending the two stairs and heading back toward her house.
Chapter 21
Shannon
At five o’clock, I hear the garage door open and it startles me because Gregor isn’t due home until ten tonight. My mind races through possibilities, and as much as I want it to be Hudson, I know that’s impossible.
I grab Serafina out of her high chair, prepared to dash out the front door if needed when I hear Greg’s voice behind me.
