“Dee…”
“Can’t say I won’t touch myself tonight thinking about it.”
She’s so fucking blasé. So open and crass. “You snuck out on me, Dee.” I glance around the diner, then lean in closer as she comes around to my front. “I wasn’t done with you.”
“I had to run. Gotta work for the man, I’m sure you understand.”
“Nope. I don’t.” I anchor her where she stands with a hand on her hip. She’s a flight risk, and it’s definitely not a flashlight in my pants. “Your flight wasn’t for hours, but you snuck out anyway.”
“I’m not the clingy type.” Fussing with my collar, she flattens it out the way they teach us in the academy. Gotta make sure the creases and folds are perfect at all times. “We got what we wanted,” she whispers. “So I made myself scarce.” Arching her neck further, since she’s not in heels today, her lips quirk to the side. “There’s nothing worse than when you’ve gotta ask the girl to leave. I don’t do awkward.”
“I wouldn’t know; you snuck out too soon.” Reaching up, I push her hair back and pocket her visible shudder for later evaluation. “I already told you; I wasn’t done, I didn’t get my fill, and I was pissed to find you’d snuck out.”
“I got my fill.” Sliding her tongue along her bottom lip, she places her hand on my chest and grins. I can’t honestly say I don’t flex when she squeezes, nor would it be truthful if I said I wasn’t planning an extra hundred pushups at the gym tonight to make my chest harder for next time she touches. She’s so pretty, and her vixen eyes make my dick hard. “I was filled inallthe right ways, Riley Cruz. So I say we were done.”
Not even fucking close.“Why are you in town, Dee? I didn’t know you were coming back so soon.”
Not one single soul walks through the diner while Andi’s hand skims over my dick. Pots and pans that were clanging in the kitchen turn silent. Katrina, the pin-up model straight out of the fifties remains hidden, but no doubt within hearing distance. Not even a customer steps in from the street to disturb us. “Oz is taking Lindsi somewhere fancy for a mini honeymoon. They need a time and place to get super freaky in private, so I’m staying with the piglets. There’s gotta be a responsible adult somewhere in the vicinity to keep Ben in line.” She flashes a filthy grin. “Lucky my niece will be there to watch over us. I’d hate to get arrested.”
“I’ll arrest you. I didn’t try the handcuffs on you yet.” I stop her when she makes a move to walk away. Sliding my hand over the back of her head, I force her eyes back to mine and take pleasure in the way they narrow when I fist her hair and pull. “Oz and Lindsi are still here tonight, right?”
Her brow arches. “Hmm?”
“I want a second round.” Two can play at her game of tease and torture, so I bring my spare hand up and brush my knuckles over her hardened nipples. “I’m off shift at five. I can fit a whole week’s worth of fucking between then and start of shift tomorrow. Are you game?”
Her eyes turn hooded, and her breath races out when I squeeze. “You act as though I don’t have better things to do tonight.”
“Do you, Andi?” I lean in closer. “Do you truly have something you’d rather do tonight, or are you still playing games? There’s no one who can fuck you the way I do. You know that.”
Pleasure rumbles at the back of her throat as she leans into me. She wants me to beg, but her body betrays her. “You got awfully cocky the last couple weeks, Cruz. Picked up some confidence since you lost your virginity?”
“And you’ve still got a smart mouth and no filter.” I tug her hair and absorb her silent gasp. “I can think of better things you can do with your tongue right now.”
“Right now?” She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth and glances down between us. “You want me on my knees in the middle of the diner?”
Blood pulses in my dick and demands I take her. “I was gonna suggest home, but don’t doubt for a second that I’d let you do it here. If you drop for me, if you challenge me, I won’t hesitate to pull my cock out and let you taste. You’re apt to run, Dee, and you continue to force me to step up. I won’t say no if you’re offering now.”
“Tonight?”
That’s what I thought.“My house.”
“Dinner?”
I squeeze her nipple. “After we fuck. Not before.”
“I want Chinese takeout.”
“Babe, you can have whatever the fuck you want so long as I get to come in your mouth.” I lean in so the tip of my nose runs along her throat. “I wanna see you on your knees.” I drag her hair back so her neck arches. “I want you to suck my cock while I look into your eyes, then I wanna watch you swallow every last drop. Don’t spill, Dee.”
“That’d be a waste.”
“Uh-huh.” I slide my nose over the pulse in her throat. “Don’t waste. Come to my house tonight at seven. Don’t wear panties.”
“Riley, I…”
“No panties.” I bite her throat. “You insist on being the aggressor, but I’ll show you who’s in charge around here.” I take a long step back and hold my smile when she stumbles in a dizzy haze. Katrina steps out of the kitchen with flushed cheeks and arms full of food.
“Here you go, Cruz. The chief already paid up.”