Liar,my brain whispers.
But kidnapping an unsuspecting woman is not on my to-do list.
Maddie takes the phone from me, already open to the correct app, and stares at it for a couple seconds before she starts to tap the address into the search bar.
I hear her mumble something about glasses, but she hands me the phone back. “Here you go.”
Our fingers brush as I take the phone from her, and I feel like I’m back in high school. Except when I was in school there’s no way I’d have gotten a girl as hot as Maddie in my car. But here I am, giving the pretty girl a ride home, trying not to embarrass myself by popping a boner just from some cleavage.
I shift and reverse out of the parking spot, “What sort of music do you like?”
Maddie shrugs her shoulders in my periphery, “All sorts really. I feel like every genre has a time and place.”
“Huh.”
Her soft snicker fills the car as I shove the shifter into drive.
“You don’t think so?” she asks me.
“I’ve never really thought of it like that, but it makes sense.”
Stopping at the exit of the parking lot, I look over and find Maddie watching me. Her head is leaned back against the head rest, rolled to face me, with a big smile on her face.
“What?”
Her smile grows, “You sounded so grumpy when you said that. It was cute.”
I narrow my eyes. “First, I’m too nice and now I’m cute?”
She nods.
“Time for me to set you straight, Baby Girl.”
Even in the darkness, I can see her green eyes sparkle as she blinks at me, “And just how are you gonna do that?”
“Like this.”
Keeping my foot on the brake, I close the space between us and seal my lips to hers.
And she moans.
The little sex pot fucking moans.
Our lips part at the same time, and I delve my tongue into her mouth. Finally getting a taste of her sweetness.
Her back arches, and I groan, straining to press our chests together. But it just won’t work. Not here. Not like this. And when her hands grip at my shirt, I almost wish I drove that big piece of shit van. I bet there’d be enough space in there to drag Maddie onto my lap.
My arm that’s closest to her has nowhere to go - my elbow already jammed into the center console – so I reach across with my other arm and finally, fucking finally, shove my fingers into her glorious hair.
“Axel,” she pulls away just enough to pant my name.
My hand cups the back of her head - my palm dwarfing the size of her - as her own fingers claw at the material covering my chest, and I pull her mouth back to mine.
She meets me just as fiercely. Her tiny sounds of pleasure ricocheting around in my head.
I swipe my tongue into her mouth, and her lips close around it. Sucking.
My body freezes and the blood in my veins turns molten.