"Too many options there."
"True." She plugs the aux cable into her cell. "I'll have mercy."
Rihanna spills from the speaks. S&M.
"You call this mercy?" I stop at a red light, turn to Kay, watch her eyes light up as she smiles.
"It's our song now."
"I'll think of Dean sucking on his index finger every time I hear it."
"I won't." Her voice drops. "I'll think about you..." Her cheeks flush. "I can't say it."
"You can."
"I... No..."
"Sucking the taste of you off my fingers?"
She nods. "How do you make it sound so hot?"
"It was hot." I give her a long once-over. "I'm dying to pin you to the bed, spread your legs, and lick you until you're coming on my face."
A groan falls off her lips. "And that. I want to be able to do that."
"Try it."
"No." She shakes her head. "It's too embarrassing."
"What about it is embarrassing?"
"You're much smarter than that question."
"You picked a song about whips and chains."
"Just wait until the next one."
"Yeah?" The light turns green and I hit the gas.
Kaylee laughs. "I haven't worked this hard at cultivating a playlist since high school."
I don't remind her that high school was four months ago. I don't want to think about the practicalities right now.
There are still a million reasons why this can't happen.
But my heart is hearing none of it.
And my cock—
Fuck, I need to make her come again.
"All sexy stuff." She sets her cell in the cup holder. "If I do say so myself."
"Perfect background for this."
She groans. "I don't like the sound of that."
"You managed it before."