“My ex-husband was insane to leave this thing behind,” I murmured.
Tate smiled. Reaching out, he swept my hair back gingerly.
“He left you behind,” he said gently. “And that makes him batshit crazy.”
I felt flush, either from the car’s heater or just blushing from the compliment. The view through the windshield was picture perfect. Three different townships lay spread out beneath us, their twinkling lights a rolling ocean of glimmering jewels.
“What did Jacob and Cole say when you rolled this thing out of the garage?” I asked.
“Nothing,” he answered. “I wanted you to be the first to see her.”
I felt humbled. Grateful. Happy.
“Thank you,” I choked. “You really don’t know how much this means.”
Somehow though, I thought he did.
The interior of the car was a silent world of leather and plastic and steel. It was just the two of us now, and the electricity that existed between us. I couldn’t wait any longer. I closed the distance and kissed him.
Damn
Something about the isolation of where we were enhanced the moment. Maybe it was the closeness of our bodies. The way the car already smelled like him, which was a very, very good thing.
Our kisses spun outward, turning up the heat as we melded into one another. Tate’s hand crawled beneath my work skirt. I felt his fingers traveling up my thigh as our hands went to familiar places.
“Nope…”
I pushed his hand away, playfully. The look on his face was priceless.
“What?” he mused. “I can’t have that?”
“You can have anything you want,” I said breathlessly, “and you damn well know it. But right now, right here… it’s high time I took care of you.”
Reaching over, I unbuttoned and unzipped him. With a little help from the shift of his hips, I reached into his boxers and pulled his beautiful cock free.
“How many man-hours would you say it took to put this thing back together?” I asked, staring at it.
Tate let out a slow hiss of satisfaction as my hand traveled up and down his stiffening length.
“I really have no idea,” he sighed finally. “Why?”
I licked my lips and stared back at him seductively. “Because you’re about to get paid,” I told him. “And this is just one of many, many such payments.”
Without another word I leaned into his lap and swallowed him to the root. I could taste the musky sweetness of him already, pressing against the back of my throat.
“Oh really?” he somehow managed to sigh.
I nodded in his lap, mumbling around his hard-on. “Yes. Really.”
Slowly but surely his body relaxed. I felt his hand glide over the back of my head, guiding me up and down as I worked on giving him the best blowjob of his life.
“Gotta take care of your mechanic,” I winked at him during a slight pause in the action. “Especially if your mechanic’s taken such good care of you.”
Thirty-Nine
SERENA
“Serena! Can you come in here? We need you for something.”