“Taking you home with me.”
His grin doubles, and he leans in and kisses me hard. My hands go to his hair, and my fingers tangle in the soft blonde strands as I kiss him back with the same need pouring out of me.
I kiss him like I can’t ever stop—like I can only breathe his air.
“Take the limo,” Rain announces, referring to our girls’ night ride she rented.
I wave in the air to acknowledge I heard her because my lips are otherwise engaged. Kode is owning my mouth with his tongue, his teeth, and his growls of pleasure. It’s like fire on ice with every twist of his tongue, because I’m fully dissolving right now.
His hands tighten on my ass, and though I don’t know how he does it, he makes it outside.
“Home, Ms. Noles?” The limo driver asks, making me realize we’ve already reached the car.
I start to say yes, even though it’s painful to break away from the kiss. Kode puts me down, as Hank—the driver—holds the door, looking very much amused.
“Actually, I have a different address.”
Kode tugs me into the car as I laugh and tell Hank Kode’s address instead. Leo had another date with Jamie tonight, and I don’t want us competing for who can be louder at my house.
Hank grins while closing the door, and Kode pulls me onto his lap, his lips quickly moving back to my neck to resume devouring me. I grin when he thrusts up, mimicking the action he wants to do without clothes as Hank pulls out of Silk.
When his lips reclaim mine, it’s so powerful that I moan and grind against him. It takes me a second to realize his hands have moved from my ass and are working against the button on my shorts. My smile grows, and I break the kiss and press my forehead to his.
“Not here. We don’t have enough time, and I want more than a limo fuck,” I tell him, smiling as he groans.
Then his eyes look up to meet mine, and he tugs me closer, brushing his lips against mine just barely.
“Tell me, Tria,” he murmurs against my lips, confusing me.
“What?” I ask, but all coherent thoughts cease when I sink lower onto his lap and feel how hard he is.
Eight days is way too long to go after you’ve had Kode Sterling.
The question becomes lost as we hungrily kiss each other, desperate sounds of pent-up desire coating the car and possibly scarring Hank’s ears. As soon as we reach the house, Kode is lifting me out of the car, keeping my legs strapped against him, as Hank holds the car door for us.
“Have a good evening, Ms. Noles,” Hank says, laughing lightly.
I just wave, because talking is impossible while I’m suckling Kode’s tongue and swallowing his growls. Kode fumbles to get his door open, but he finally manages, still carrying me.
“Tell me, Tria,” he says again, breaking the kiss as we blindly make our way through the dark house.
My body is suddenly being lowered to a familiar bed that smells a lot like my perfume for some reason.
“Tell you what?” I ask around a moan when he pulls my shirt down and puts his mouth around my nipple.
Right now, I’m glad I skipped putting on a bra. But he releases his hold, sliding until his body is hovering over me, and his eyes meet mine, even though his silver pools are hiding in the darkness.
“You know what,” he says, that sexy drawl thick and laced with lust.
My whole body heats, and a smile spreads across my face as a lone tear escapes my grasp.
“I love you, Ko—”
His lips crush mine almost painfully, and my clothes become obstacles for him that he’s impatient to get rid of. I giggle when he breaks the kiss to curse my stubborn shorts after they don’t slide easily over my ass.
He has to move off me, and with one hard tug, he jerks them down my legs, dragging my panties with them. With very jerky movements, he hurries out of his clothes, and I giggle while pulling my shirt over my head.
He stops, looking down at me with hungry eyes that can barely be seen with the sliver of moonlight sneaking through the window. Then my gaze travels down his body, greedily taking in all the hard lines of definition, and of course the hardest part of his body at the moment that has me licking my lips in anticipation.