His gaze remained on the road, but the rest of his senses were attuned to her. He pressed his thumb over her clit, and her thighs parted, giving him better access.
“Do you want to know why I left so quickly?” He didn’t give her a chance to respond. “I’ll tell you. Because I watched you all night, so sweet and pretty as you helped my mom, and all I could think about was messing your hair with my hands, hiking up that dress, and taking you hard and fast. You want that too, don’t you?”
She arched her hips, her pussy thrusting against his fingers, so needy.
He wanted her at his place, and that’s where he was headed, but first he had to hear her come. He gripped the wheel with one hand, his teeth clenched so hard his jaw ached.
With his free hand, he slid his fingers beneath her panties and encountered bare flesh. “Fuck, you’re wet for me.” He stroked her sex, lubricating his fingers, gliding back and forth over her clit.
He caught sight of his exit and managed to take the correct one, her heavy breathing beating a rapid cadence in his ear. He toyed with the tiny bud, alternating between tweaking between his thumb and forefinger and soothing with slick strokes.
“Grey, God, harder, so close. So close.” Her hips bucked rapidly against him, and she grabbed his wrist, shoving his hand hard against her sex.
She was frantic and he couldn’t focus. Couldn’t get her off without killing them both. He didn’t know what the fuck he’d been thinking. He’d just needed to feel her so damned bad.
“Hang on.” He swore and removed his hand.
She whimpered and began to stroke herself with no help from him. Fuck that. “Do not come without me,” he ordered.
“Seriously?” Her gaze met his, a heady mixture of disbelief and desire filling the depths.
“Yes,” he bit out, pulling over to the side of the road not far from his apartment.
She was still stroking herself when he shoved the gearshift into park, removed his seat belt, and maneuvered his body closer so he had more room, more leverage.
“Hands on either side of your lap,” he said in his deepest, most commanding tone.
She balled her hands into fists at her sides, and he relaxed a bit.
He leaned across the console and kissed her hard, at the same time sliding her panties down to her knees. He pushed two fingers inside her tight channel, gliding in and out, pressing hard on her clit with his thumb.
Her body, already on the edge, convulsed immediately, gripping his fingers as she came. “Grey,” she cried out and rode out her climax, a sight so fucking beautiful it was seared in his memory forever.
When she fell back against the seat, limp and sated, he pulled her dress down, covering her sex. With her sweet pussy out of view, he hoped he’d make it home without dying first. He’d broken into a sweat himself and pushed his hand hard against his cock to calm himself down before he could even think of driving again.
Without warning, a knock sounded, and both he and Avery jumped in surprise. He turned to see Rick gesturing for him to roll down the window. He’d forgotten about their shadow, and clearly Avery had as well.
Grey shot her a wry glance, made sure she really was covered up, and hit the window button. “Hey, man.”
Rick rested an arm on the top of the car and leaned down to look inside. “Just making sure everything’s okay here.”
“We’re good. We just had something to discuss.”
Rick treated him to a knowing smirk. “Well, you might want to keep moving before someone notices you.”
“Right,” Grey muttered. “You’re off duty till morning,” he informed the man.
Rick tapped the top of the car and headed back to his vehicle.
“Oh my God,” Avery said on a horrified moan. “If he’d come over a few seconds sooner …”
At the thought of another man seeing Avery undressed, Grey’s protective instincts rose to the surface. “And that’s another good reason to head home.” Along with his aching cock and the driving need to bury himself deep inside Avery as soon as humanly possible.
Chapter Eight
Avery wasn’t a multi-orgasm girl, so she was surprised she was aroused again by the time they reached Grey’s apartment. Of course, she’d immediately noticed how hard he was from giving her pleasure, and she wanted to reciprocate. She wanted to hold his hard, stiff length in her hands and taste his cock with her mouth. She’d never had these thoughts about any man before, and for sure they’d never aroused her to the point of needing to come again so soon.
Grey was about to turn into the parking garage and waved as Rick passed them, his job for the night complete. Grey parked in the underground garage. He came around to her side before she could even get her door open.