Just One Spark (The Kingston Family 4)

He hooked his hands into her elastic waistband and pulled her shorts down, panties along with them, easing them both to her feet and pulling them off. He picked up the tiny scrap of lace and shoved it into his jacket pocket before turning his attention back to her again.

Need shimmered in her gaze, and her teeth bit into her plump bottom lip in anticipation as she watched him. He dropped to his knees, and she parted her legs, welcoming him.

His cock wanted more than he planned right now, but he gripped himself hard through the leather, trying to control his need. He wanted to take care of her first. Without wasting a moment, he grasped her thighs and slid his tongue over her sensitive folds. He shut his eyes, savoring his first taste.

She was everything he remembered and more. He hummed in approval, and she arched up, moaning as he began his assault. He licked and sucked, pulling her lips into his mouth, then releasing her flesh.

He slid two fingers into her sex. “Is this good?” he asked, pumping in and out, finding the soft spot inside her that had her writhing against the seat.

She raised one arm above her head, her hand hitting the window. The other hand fisted in his hair and pulled as he rubbed inside her.

“Oh, oh, yes. Yes.” Her hips moved up and down in time to his movements.

The noises coming out of her had him hard as granite. Ignoring it was hell but he would. She was so close and that’s what he wanted. He’d thought about making her come again. Focusing on her pleasure instead of his own.

He licked her again, giving his attention to her clit, caressing the tiny bud with his tongue before taking it between his lips and sucking hard. She spread her legs, providing him even better access, and he braced his hand over her belly so she couldn’t thrash off the seat. She was ready and he nipped at her clit, pushing her to the edge, then over it, and sucking and soothing until she collapsed.

While she pulled in deep breaths, Dash wiped his hand across his mouth and returned to his seat. He leaned over and kissed her. She kissed him back, shocking him when she welcomed her taste on his lips and sealing, at least in his mind, their relationship.

And he was deep in it and not protesting that fact. At least not to himself. Now he just had to convince her.

As if on cue, the limo pulled to the side of the street and came to a stop. They’d reached his apartment. He knew the driver would idle the vehicle until Dash rapped on the partition, letting him know they were ready to get out.

He glanced at the woman splayed against the seat. Her ponytail hung in disarray and the sexy strands fell around her face. Her lips were puffy from his kisses and her cheeks flushed with arousal. She’d never looked more beautiful.

He ran his knuckles down her cheek. “Time to take this upstairs.” Reaching over, he lifted her shorts for her to put on.

“Where are my panties?” she asked, looking around.

“You’re not getting those back.” He patted his pocket and treated her to a shameless grin.

Though she rolled her eyes, an adorable flush stained her cheeks before she focused on wriggling her shorts back into place.

He re-hooked her jacket, making sure she was covered in case they ran into someone in the lobby. The doorman wouldn’t say a word. He’d seen plenty in his time on the job. Not from Dash. He never brought a groupie home. Which meant he’d never brought a woman to his place before.

It seemed fitting that Cassidy be the first. “Ready?” he asked her.

She glanced at him through heavy-lidded eyes and nodded.

Dash rapped on the partition.

A few seconds later, the driver opened the door and extended his hand. Cassidy slid out first, and Dash noticed she didn’t meet the man’s gaze. He climbed out and thanked the driver, who was well paid for his discretion, not to mention the NDA every one of the company employees signed. Taking her hand, Dash led her inside, through the lobby, and into the elevator.

The doors closed. He didn’t know who moved first, but she was in his arms, her hand around his neck and his mouth on hers. He put everything he needed into that kiss, all that he’d held back in the limousine while concentrating on her.

The elevator dinged and came to a stop, the doors opening. Good thing the penthouse gave him the entire floor to himself. They stepped directly into his apartment and they kicked off their shoes.

Cassidy walked to the large windows making up the far back wall, and he followed, the darkness of the city below surrounding them. While he watched, she worked the hooks on the leather jacket, letting the garment fall to the floor. Lifting the edge of her camisole, she pulled it over her head and flung it … somewhere. A push-up bra held up those gorgeous breasts, but she kept it on as she bent down and slid off the shorts, leaving her pussy bare. Only then did she straighten, reach behind her, unclasp her bra, and let it fall to the floor.