Page 78 of Give In To Love
“Which one?”
“The blue one down off Fifth Street. It’s close to the creek.”
“Congratulations, sunshine. That’s awesome!” I leaned forward and kissed him. “We still going out tonight?”
“I think Drea’d kick our asses if we didn’t.” We had plans to go out to a club in Omaha for Drea’s birthday.
“I better get in the shower then. You’ll still be here when I’m out? Or am I meeting you in the city?”
“I thought we could ride in together.” Color bloomed in his cheeks. He glanced quickly at Gram and then back at me. “I thought you could stay with me tonight, and then I can bring you back tomorrow after dinner with the Salgados. That is if you want to come with me.”
My pulse ticked up a notch. I wasn’t sure whether to focus on the fact that Jimmy was inviting me to spend the night or to Sunday dinner. The dinner thing was big. Really, really huge. He’d always balked when I’d offered to meet his family before. I hadn’t worried too much about it since I’d thought we’d have more time. Then we’d broken up before I’d had the chance.
I glanced at Gram. This really felt like a conversation we should be having in private, but it was too late for that. “Don’t worry about me,” she said. “Your auntie’s having me over tomorrow anyway.”
I turned back to Jimmy, smiling so wide my cheeks hurt. “I’d love to.”
* * *
“We need to go,”I muttered into Jimmy’s mouth before diving back in for another sloppy kiss.
After showering at Gram’s, I’d packed a bag, and we’d headed back to Jimmy’s apartment so he could shower and get ready to go back out. The plan was to grab sushi at a restaurant close to the nightclub and then meet everyone else there. But at the rate we were going, we wouldn’t make it to dinner in time for the reservation I’d snagged at the last minute.
“Don’t want to stop,” Jimmy mumbled as he palmed my dick through my jeans.
I groaned. “You’ll regret it later when you’re drinking on an empty stomach.”
He nudged me until my back was pressed against the door, then trailed his lips down my jaw toward my ear. “That’s what drive-thrus are for.”
“I wanted to take you to a nice dinner to celebrate the house.”
He nipped at my ear then said, “I’d rather suck your dick.”
Jesus. “I thought we were taking it slow…”
“Yes, well, there’s slow, and then there’s standing still. I’d like to move forward, please.”
He demonstrated his intent by shoving his thigh between my legs and pressing it into my crotch while simultaneously biting my neck hard enough to have a bolt of lightning shoot straight to my dick but not hard enough to leave a mark. It was a two-pronged attack, and it was very, very effective.
“Is this part of your plan to be a better advocate for what you want?”
“Yep.” He pulled away to look at me, mischief glimmering in his deep-brown eyes. “You like it?”
I growled, then surprised him by grabbing his arms and reversing our positions. “I love it.” I dove in, biting his lip, then plunged my tongue into his mouth while my hands roamed toward his waist.
This whole thing had started when Jimmy’d come out of his bedroom dressed in a hot pink cut-off top and distressed white wide-leg jeans riding low on his hips. I’d been mindlessly scrolling my phone while I waited for him to get ready and had nearly dropped the thing as I caught sight of him. He’d put product in his hair that accentuated rather than tamed his curls and lined his eyes with black eyeliner.
I’d stood in a daze, helpless to do anything but walk toward him. As I’d gotten closer, I’d noticed the touch of shimmer he’d applied high on his cheekbones and the hint of gloss on his lips. He’d tipped his chin as if daring me to find fault, but I’d seen the apprehension in his eyes.
“You look… Jesus, sunshine. You look hot as fuck.”
“You never say fuck.”
“Not true. I just save it for special instances so it has more impact.” I pinched his chin between my thumb and forefinger, tilting his head up. “Like right now. Hot as hell just doesn’t cut it. You are one hundred percent…” I kissed his nose. “Hot…” I kissed one cheek. “As…” I kissed the other cheek. “Fuck.” I took his mouth in mine.
Now, I popped the button on his jeans and lowered the zipper, yanking the pants down his thighs and palming his dick. He whimpered, pressing himself into my hand with urgency. “God, you feel so good. I’ve missed this.”
I dropped to my knees and pressed my face into his groin, inhaling his scent. Freshly showered, he smelled like soap and musk, and I wanted nothing more than to taste him. I pulled the waistband of his briefs down only to realize they weren’t briefs, but rather, a jock.Jesus. I hadn’t thought I could possibly find Jimmy any sexier, but this other side of him… He was redefining the term “naughty librarian.”
