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I don’t know the path that Lief takes to leave the mansion, but we’re walking inside the walls, which is plenty creepy and bothers me more than I’m willing to say. Being in tight spaces already sucks, but I force myself to keep Lief’s hand and trust him.

Soon enough we’re in a garage, then in a vehicle, and on the road. He snorts. “I should be training security.”

“If you were on the team, we wouldn’t have gotten out,” I agree.

Lief pats my knee. “There are pants in the back for you.”

“Thank you, Viking,” I climb back, but Lief’s hand stays on my thigh. I arch an eyebrow. “Yes?”

“We were in a fight,” he states as he keeps his eyes on the road. “Making up is supposed to happen, yes?”

“It can, but we’re in a car, you’ve already said you’re too big for that, plus we have Hunter and Chase to-” I cut myself off as his hand slides further up my thigh to tease the elastic of my underwear. His finger brushes right next to my slit. “Viking ...”

“I don’t want you upset with me, little viper. I love you too much to allow that to drag on,” he mumbles.

When he finally pulls over somewhere and hits a button, I understand what he’s been talking about. We’re close enough to be able to help if shit hits the fan, but far enough away to not be suspicious.

Which means we have a lot of waiting to do and ... why waste that? I unbuckle and lift my hips against Lief’s hand. “I love you too.”

Lief leans over, kissing me. Despite how passionate he is, he takes his time, his tongue curling against mine slowly as his fingers tease me at the same maddening pace. I moan and pull him closer, rubbing myself against his hand until his fingers slip inside me.

“Mmm,” Lief growls against my lips. “So wet.”

“I’m always wet for you, Viking,” I assure him. “It’s been too long since we’ve been alone.”

He nods and pushes a second finger into me. I moan and reach over to rub his hard on. Lief groans and moves closer to me, pumping his fingers in and out of me, then spreading them inside me. I gasp.

“Lief! Oh ... yes,” I pant. “Oh ... fuck.”

“We need to be back in the kitchen. Cooking in next to nothing, so I can have you as a snack,” he rasps against my lips.

My core tightens as my pussy soaks his fingers. “Yes. Wait, I want ...” a moan cuts off my sentence.

Lief sucks my bottom lip until I’m capable of speaking again. “What, pet? What do you want?”

“I want you in my mouth.”

Lief groans and slides his fingers from between my legs. He sucks his fingers as his intense blue eyes watch me readjust in the car. I bend over, my head in his lap, and jerk his zipper down. Lief strokes down my back, jerks my dress over my hips and rubs over my ass. “Are you sure you want my cock?”

“Yes!” I insist as I finally get his pants down with some help. His hard dick springs up and I moan. “Now.”

Lief tugs my underwear tight over my pussy. “Have it.”

I wrap my lips around him, sucking and licking as if I haven’t gotten to taste him in weeks. Even a few days is too long with my men. I moan as he fills my throat. My eyes roll back and Lief pulls me closer. I gag around him and draw back to the head, panting as I lap at the tip.

“Good girl,” he groans.

He adjusts me again, then his fingers are inside of me, thrusting deep, giving me everything he knows I like. His other hand holds my hair from my face as I continue taking him deep in my mouth, loving how he fills me, glides across my tongue, tastes.

Making up with Lief is so much better than having a cold-war style stand off. I moan around Lief and his hips lift, flexing until he’s buried in my throat.

“I’m all yours, Valerie,” he groans. “Have me the way you need me, little viper.”

I pop off his cock, grin at him and motion to the seat. “Push the seat back, Viking.”

Lief does so, watching me close. I stroke over his cock. “I need every inch of you buried inside my pussy. That’s how I need you. That’s how I’m going to have you.”

ELEVEN

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