Lerin's Bride (Crystal Glass Dragons 3)

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Olive

When he mentioned the car, I’m not sure what I pictured, but it wasn’t a limo.

I led him back to my place to grab clothes after work, and we stole kisses the entire time. If the driver hadn’t been waiting, I would have pulled him into my bed and really enjoyed him.

As I walked around my apartment gathering things, he followed me, groping and kissing me along the way. His lips were hot and his hands were demanding.

It was as overwhelming as it was sexy.

He was basically a stranger! Someone I’d never met before this week, and only been around for maybe ten hours or so. But my body and mind were acting like I’d known Lerin for years. When I finished packing, he picked up my bag for me and pinned me against the inside of my front door.

I kissed him as roughly and passionately as I could. His lips were intoxicating and left me feeling heady and lost. His hands cupped my ass, and he lifted me against the door. I wrapped my thighs around his hips, and I could feel his cock stirring to life.

It wasn’t hard yet, but it was getting there.

“I need you,” I admitted as we ground against each other. “I don’t want to keep your driver waiting, but—”

“Then let’s not keep him waiting.” Lerin’s voice was deep and sexy, and it shot straight to my clit. My whole body was coursing with desire.

What was he planning?

Setting me back down onto my feet, he picked up my bag and led me out by the hand. I felt giddy as hell, buzzing with possibilities and excitement.

“You’re gorgeous,” he murmured as he led me to the door of the limo.

I’d never been in one, even for prom, so it was exciting in its own way.

“My brother forced the limo on me,” he confessed with a laugh. “I’m not usually so flashy.”

I rolled my eyes and laughed with him. “It’s one way to travel, I guess.”

The fact that his family owned the limo blew my mind a little.

I used public transit. I didn’t even own a crappy car, much less have a giant limo with a driver to take me places. It sank in a little that we both lived very different lives.

“Where were we…?” Lerin muttered over the sound of the engine starting. He kissed me, and his lips and tongue rekindled the thoughts I’d had back in my apartment. I needed him, still, but this was different.

My eyes shot over to the front of the limo only to see the partition was all the way up. The windows were tinted heavily enough that I was sure nobody could see us, even if they leaned against the glass. We were alone for however long this ride was.

Why not enjoy it?

I brushed my fingers against the smooth hollow of Lerin’s cheek. Giving in to my hungering need, I buried my lips into his. In response, he pinned me down against the long seat at the far end of the limo.

Lerin’s mouth was hot and rough against mine, and I tried to give back as much as he was giving.

I almost laughed into the kiss, turned on and giddy, and didn’t want to think about going back to my boring job in the morning.

Nothing mattered except his lips and hands on me.

My legs were bent, my knees on either side of his hips, and Lerin ground down against me. I moaned, relishing how damn good his body felt against mine. It seemed to spur him on. One of his hands fisted in my hair, not pulling enough to hurt, and his other hand found my hip. We rutted against each other like animals in heat. It would have been embarrassing if it wasn’t so damnhot.

I could feel my body rushing towards overstimulation, towards an orgasm, from just this. It was humiliating and intoxicating at the same time.

I didn’t want to come like this.

“I need you,” I begged against his lips.