“What if I don’t want to go to your place?”
“Tough shit,” I said, pressing the unlock button on my key fob. The lights of my truck flashed in the darkness and my legs began to move faster.
“Rhett Jackson, you put me down.” She wiggled around, and I gripped her tighter. “You are such a bully.”
I chuckled at her words; they were slurred, and her choice was humorous. “A bully?”
I lowered her to the ground at the side of my truck and she immediately crossed her arms over her chest. The movement was meant to look as if she was pissed, but it was hard to focus on anything but her chest. I found myself hoping that what I was seeing now hadn’t been seen by anyone else as I marched her out of Lucky’s.
“What are you staring at, you perv?”
Her choice of words made me smile. I took a step toward her and she took a step back, quickly realizing she had nowhere to go. She was up against the side of my truck, and I had one hand on each side of her, caging her in just as I dipped lower and sucked on the exposed skin where her shirt parted. The entire side of her left tit was hanging out of her shirt and damn near her nipple with it.
Without a word, she placed her hands on my shoulders and pushed her chest outward. I lifted my finger and moved the material over even more as I traced along the side of her breast before moving higher to suck on her neck. “I’ve spent the last three hours in complete hell.”
I bit at her neck before sucking on the same spot.
“You’ve managed to turn me on so fucking much that I feel like I’m losing my mind.” I pushed my hips forward to emphasize my words and she moaned when she felt my erection. “In fact, I’m not sure that I can even make it back to my place before I rip off these tight pants of yours and bury myself inside you.”
“I like that,” she panted. “I choose that option.”
I smiled, knowing that what I was about to say and do was only going to piss her off, but I did it anyway. “Nah,” I said, reaching over to pull open my truck door. “I think now it’s my turn to drive you fucking crazy with need.”
When her mouth fell open in surprise and her eyes narrowed, I chuckled, because hell, why not? She was already irritated. Why not go for broke? “You wouldn’t.”
“I would and I will.” I grabbed her around the waist, lifted her up, and practically tossed her into the cab of my truck. “Buckle up, sweetheart, I may take the long way home.”
I missed what she had to say in return as I shut the door and walked around the front of my truck. But the moment I opened the driver’s door she started up again. “I’ll just start stripping right here and right now.”
“That would be hard to explain when I pull up in my driveway and my parents are sitting on the porch swing.” Her eyes widened, and for a minute she just stared back at me as if running over her options in her mind.
“Just drive, you tease.” AJ crossed her arms over her chest and turned to face forward. Damn, she was adorable when she pretended to be mad.
Chapter Seventeen
AJ
I gripped the sheets as I buried my face in the pillow below me. I tried my very best to hold back the screams of pleasure that were ripping through me, but with each thrust of his hips it was only growing more difficult.
It had been two weeks since Rhett carried me out of Lucky’s. Two weeks of him reminding me that my body belonged to him. Apparently, he had not yet figured out that his actions only made me want to continue to wear revealing clothes. If this was the punishment that I would get, then I would take it willingly, over and over…and over again.
“Wider, Allison,” he instructed as he continued to push into me harder and faster. “Open up.” I did as he asked, and he reached around and lifted my hips higher. His movements picked up, and I could feel my body reacting to the assault. The yummy, tantalizing, pleasurable assault.
“You are so fucking perfect,” he growled in my ear as he slammed forward harder and faster. “Let me hear you, baby.” Rhett moved my hair from my face and cupped my chin. “I wanna hear you scream.”
I bit my lip to hold back and it only managed to drive him further. Though his walls were insulated, I still feared someone in his family hearing me. Not like they didn’t already know what was taking place when they woke to find my car had been in the driveway all night long. I didn’t need to remind them by giving them verbal confirmation.
“Let me hear you, Allison,” he said again, and I shook my head, attempting to hide my face once more. “I’m not gonna give you what you need until you give me what I need, and that’s to hear you cry my name.”
“Rhett,” I whispered, hoping it was enough, but he slowed his movements which was the exact opposite of what I needed from him. “No,” I whined.
“Then let me hear it.” He pushed inside me deep and swiveled his hips as I arched my back and looked over my shoulder at him. When our eyes connected, it was the look on his face alone that drove me over the edge. That sinister look of dominance, the one he gets when he knows I can’t resist him. I felt my body begin
