I give him a nod, backing out of his arms. Wells opens the back door of the SUV and I hop in, with him following behind.
Jax walks around and climbs into the front passenger seat, confusing me. He looks back and gives me a wink. “If Silver agrees, I would like to sit next to her alone on the ride back.”
I snort and giggle, nodding my head yes.Smartass.
Wells moves closer to me and grabs my legs, laying them over his lap. I look at him and raise my brow. He smirks, then runs his hand from my ankle to my knee.So glad I shaved.He leans in to whisper in my ear, “Let’s see how quiet you can be...”
I open my mouth to tell him no, and he takes my lips with his, hard.Oh, he wants to play? Let’s play. I lift my hand, running my nails down his chest until I reach the zipper of his pants. I pause and rest the palm of my hand on his lap. He pulls back from my lips and grins, before diving back to my mouth.
I become so lost in the kiss that I forget his hand is on my knee, until he moves it higher up and slips a finger under the edge of my panties. I pull back from his mouth and quietly gasp, biting my lip to keep from being louder.
I glance toward the front but the other guys are chatting about something, completely clueless. I start to move my hand, rubbing him over his black slacks. He’s hard and pulsing. He quickly grabs my arm with his free hand and shakes his head no. I narrow my eyes, showing him he will not be the boss in this relationship. He lowers his eyes and whispers in my ear, “As much as I’m desperate for you to touch me babe, these pants won’t hide any mess.”Well, okay. I guess I’ll let him decide just this once.
Wells lets his hand creep higher under my panties to continue what he started, but right when I’m flushed and shaking—so close to bliss—we hear Donnie start laughing.
“Seriously man, you just had your cock buried in her a few hours ago.”
Wells removes his fingers and fixes my dress.Um, what? He is not seriously stopping.He slides my legs off his lap, then looks me in the eye as he sucks me off his fingers. My nostrils flare in arousal and frustration.Why is that so hot?
He looks to the mirror where Donnie’s watching and shrugs. “Just wait till you have a taste man, then you can scold me if you don’t understand.”
I scrunch my nose in confusion.That didn’t make a lick of sense.He shakes his head but I catch a small grin on his lips.
“Well regardless, we’re here,” Donnie announces. I glance out the window and gasp. He’s brought us to one of the nicest hotels in town. “I hope this is okay? They do a great steak and I thought maybe we could toast to your parents with some expensive wine. I don’t know anything about yours, but I know mine love their wine.” He hops out of the car, coming round to open my door.
“This is way too much, Donnie,” I tell him. He rolls his eyes and coughs. The guys chuckle behind us.Am I missing something?
He takes my hand and points to the side of the hotel. I freeze. I blink for a few moments, then look at him. “Your last name is on the building,” I say, like a dumbass.
He laughs and shrugs. “Yeah babe, it’s been in the family a really long time.” Still holding my hand, he pulls me toward the entrance. We walk inside and I feel my eyes go huge. “Wow,” I gasp. Dark cherry wood and gold seem to be the theme, but what catches my eye is the huge crystal chandelier hanging down just before a wide double staircase.
Donovan leads us to a mâitre d’ standing at the front of a fancy restaurant. The guy looks up and stutters. “Mr. Blake, my apologies for making you wait. Right this way.” He grabs some menus and rushes off.
“Wait? We just arrived,” I mutter under my breath and Wells snorts. We follow the mâitre d’ at a more leisurely pace, passing people who are staring at me like I’m an exhibit at the zoo.Do I have something in my teeth, or toilet paper stuck to my shoe?I resist the urge to check, and try to ignore all the stares.
“Here we are, Mr. Blake—the private room you requested. May I be of any other assistance?” he simpers, not meeting Donnie's eyes.
“No, that will be all, thank you,” Donovan replies, handing the man a hundred dollar tip. My eyes go wide at that too and Wells takes my hand.
“Come on, Snow. I’m starving.” I move to enter the room when someone speaks from behind us.
“I thought that may have been you, Ms. Forest.”
I turn around and Professor Luke is standing there. I internally groan and try to mask the lust from my face. He looks amazing in his teacher clothes, but a suit?Fuck me. What is it about him?I go to speak but Donnie beats me to it.
“Luke, I didn’t know that you knew Silver?” He reaches out to shake his hand.
“Donovan, how are you? Yes, she’s in my class this year." He looks over at Wells and Jax, giving them a nod of acknowledgement as well.
Jax steps forward, blocking me from his view.How odd. “How's it feel being a teacher and not a student now?” he asks, and Luke laughs.
“I now have the utmost respect for teachers—it’s hard work. I’ll let you get to your meal, I just wanted to say hi. I’ll see you tomorrow, Silver,” he says.
I shove myself between Jax and Donnie, and give him a smile. “Bye, Professor.”
He leaves and Donnie takes my hand, pulling me to the table. “What the hell was that about? You don’t have enough dicks to ride? You want to add him too?”
I freeze, before slapping him hard. “Excuse you?! How dare you insinuate that I’m a whore?”