“I’m sorry, beautiful. That’s not what I meant.”
She sinks into my arms. I hug her closer, breathing in her sweet scent and reveling in her curves. She feels like heaven in my arms. I never want to let her go. Lani sighs into the crook of my neck, her warm breath tickling over my skin. My cock is instantly hard. I try to put a little distance between us, not wanting to scare her off with how strongly she affects me, but then she wiggles against my hardness, and I lose all sense of control.
I lower my lips to hers and kiss her like my life depends on it. Like she’s the very breath in my lungs… the reason my heart beats in my chest. My entire reason for living. Lani lights on fire at the touch of my lips to hers. Gone is my sweet girl’s shyness. She opens to me and slicks her tongue along mine, teasing mine to deepen our kiss. I would be an idiot not to give her what she wants.
I kiss her deeply, passionately. Giving her every bit of my desire. She rubs herself against my cock, kissing me back with just as much passion. I pull away from her lips, leaving her panting for more, and I’d be loath to disappoint her. I trail kisses up and down the delicate column of her neck. Her head falls back giving me access to more of her sweet skin.
Her hands weave through my hair, holding me to her. I nip and suck giving her exactly what she’s asking for. I tell myself to slow down, but my hands have a mind of their own, running up and down her body—one stopping on the sweet curve of her ass, the other just below her breast.
Fuck she feels amazing.
Before we can go any further, the bells above the front door ring saying she has a customer. We break apart, both of us breathing heavily.
“Hello, Lani…”
“Crap, it’s Margo.” Lani quickly straightens her hair and shirt, but nothing is going to erase her kiss swollen lips, and the pink marks my stubble left on her neck. My cock throbs in my pants at the sight of my mark on her.
“Be there in a sec, Margo!” she yells before looking up at me. “I… uhm…”
I press a soft kiss below her ear. “This isn’t over. I’ll just wait here.”
Her eyes dilate at the possibilities. While I do want to continue devouring her body, we have more pressing things to discuss. Like the fact that I refuse to leave here with her living in her damn office when I have a perfectly good bed for her to sleep in… I shake that thought from my head and correct myself. I have a perfectly good spare bedroom for her to stay in. I won’t do anything to rush Lani. I want her to know that I’m in this for the long haul, not just an easy lay.
I can hear the girls talking quietly up front and decide to use my time wisely by packing up her things. I’ve got her duffle bags packed up when her cat comes into the room, giving me a suspicious look.
“Don’t look at me like that, cat,” I grumble. Fuck, when did I start talking to cats? “I’m taking your mommy to my house.” I open his carrier and wave in its direction. “You can come home with us or stay here. Your choice.”
With a low meow and a haughty look, he walks to his carrier and climbs in. I close the door, and the little asshole takes a swipe at me with his claws.
“Sorry about that,” Lani says, walking in the room with a white box with Sprinkled With Sugar printed in pink and black swirls. “Margo brought me breakfast.”
She looks around the office, noticing her bags packed. “Why’s all my stuff packed?”
“Because, sweetheart, you’re coming home with me. I can’t let you live in your office when I have a perfectly good bed you can sleep in.”
Her eyes widen, and her pink tongue pokes out to lick her lower lip. I’m instantly hard again at the sight. Jesus, I’m like a damn teenager around her. Next I’ll be having wet dreams about her.
“I have a spare bedroom.” I elaborate. From the look of disappointment on her face, she wouldn’t be completely against being in my bed. I could kick myself for suggesting that she sleep anywhere than beside me.
“Oh… I don’t want to put you out like that. I’m fine here. Really.”
I shake my head. “Nonsense. You won’t be putting me out. I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t want you there. Besides, I stay at the firehouse more often than at home.”
Another look of disappointment covers her face before she schools her expression. “If you’re sure?”
“Absolutely. It’ll be my pleasure.”
Lani gives me a shy smile. “Okay. Thank you, Torin.”
I pull her in for a gentle kiss. “You never have to thank me for taking care of you, beautiful.” I step away before I get carried away again. I pick up her bags and her cat carrier. “I’ll take your things home that way you’ll be all set when you close up shop.”
“You don’t have to do that. I can bring them.”
“Don’t be ridiculous. I like doing things for you, so you need to get used to it.”
Lani smiles one of her sweet, shy smiles. The kind that wraps around my heart and squeezes. “Okay. I’ll be there around six.”
I drop a kiss to her forehead on my way out. “See you soon, sweetheart.”
5 Lani
I’ve been staying at Torin’s for almost a week. I love it. I feel more at home here with him than I have ever felt in my own little apartment. Heck, even Mr. Grey is happier. Torin built him window shelves so he can lay and watch the birds and squirrels. My cat,
