I was going to come right there in the car, and I didn’t give a single fuck who might see it. Rock’s cock was wedged into the perfect spot between my thighs, rubbing against my clit as I rubbed against him, giving me a taste of what it would feel like to have him inside me if it weren’t for my stupid jeans.
For fuck’s sake,whydid I wear jeans instead of a skirt or dress that would have given him easier access?
One hand was still wrapped around my boob while he sucked on the other nipple. His other hand cupped my ass, pressing me hard against him, his fingers teasing the crack of my ass and making me wonder what it would be like to be fucked in the ass by Rock Barone.
I moved faster against him, a battle warring inside me between wanting to come and wanting to hold out, wanting to make it last.
“Do it, kitten,” he coaxed. “Use me to make that sweet pussy come.”
The words sent me over the edge. I came hard, shuddering as I gripped his shoulders. He sucked harder as I cried out in the car, dirty words falling from my lips as I tried to articulate how fucking good it felt to come against his engorged cock, even through our jeans.
Finally, I dropped my forehead against his shoulder and gasped for breath, drifting in that post-orgasm space that was a little like the moment when I first woke up from sleep.
My mind gradually cleared, and I lifted my head to look at him. His blue eyes were sharp and glittering as he reached up to stroke my lower lip with his thumb.
“Watching you come is so fucking hot,” he said. “I deserve a goddamn medal for not creaming my jeans.”
“It was pretty amazing for me too.” I bit my lower lip. “Thanks for letting me… use you?”
His laughter filled the car. “You can use me like that any fucking time, kitten.Anyfucking time.”
He pulled down my shirt and reached up to hold my face in his hands. “The next time I make you come, it’s going to be with my face between your thighs.”
The words sent a white-hot bolt of need straight through my body and my pussy tightened in response. He could have done it then and there and I would have come in under a minute despite the fact that I was still recovering from orgasm number one.
I was glad when he pulled my head down to kiss me. There was no thinking while Rock was kissing me, nothing but his soft lips on mine, his tongue invading my mouth.
Thinking was starting to feel like the enemy.
Because if I thought life in the Kings’ house was complicated before, what was it going to be like when I was fucking around with not one but two of the men who were supposed to be off-limits?
Chapter35
Willa
Iwasn’t thrilled about having Rock walk me to the door of the Queens’ house, but he insisted. On the plus side, I was able to ask him to look at my ass and make sure I didn’t look like I’d wet my pants, a very real possibility given how soaked my pussy felt at the moment.
Cleanup in aisle one.
Standing on the porch with Rock, waiting for someone to answer our knock, I felt like a kid all over again. Then Claire opened the door with a wide smile and I forgot about being embarrassed as she gave Rock an appreciative head-to-toe scan before pulling me into the house.
I laughed when she shut the door in his face without a word.
“Boys!” she said dramatically. “Am I right?”
I smiled. “You’re right.”
She lifted her eyebrows suggestively. “Although I have to say, yours look like they’re worth the trouble.”
“The Kings are notmine,” I said, ignoring the flutter of excitement in my stomach at the thought.
She studied me, a smirk lifting the corners of her mouth. “You’re either lying or you’re an idiot.”
“Wow, tell me how you really feel, Claire.”
“Seriously,” she said, “Rock looked like he was about to eat you whole.”
I remembered his comment in the car about what he wanted toeatand felt my cheeks heat. “You’re imagining things. He’s just looking out for me because I’m Neo’s stepsister.”