Pecking a kiss on my lips, he straightened up with a wink. “I’ll take a picture for you when we get home.”
Now do you see it? The man went the extra mile, thinking outside of the box to make sure I had everything I wanted and needed. I swear there wasn’t another one like him in the world.
I wasn’t sure if it was the heat in the car melting my brain cells or the gratitude that I felt for everything he did for me, but I blurted out, “I absolutely love the pants off you, Elijah.”
His eyes flashed, and then he was slamming my door shut and running around the vehicle to get in behind the wheel before I had the chance to make a break for freedom. Reversing us out of the space and steering the car toward home, he grabbed my hand and held it tightly against his thigh.
“The next time you tell me that, you wait until I’m inside you.”
The spasm in my vagina definitely wasn’t because of the heat, and I wasn’t giving the hormones credit for it either.Chapter SeventeenElijahThe drive home was torture as I tried to adjust so that my jeans didn’t strangle my dick. That wasn’t me bragging, it’s a fact. Ask any man who’s ever had to do it—when you straightened your leg out to press the accelerator, you got slight relief, but not as much as you would if you were standing up. Move the foot onto the brake, and you’ve tightened the material of your jeans slightly across it. And the less you press the accelerator, the tighter they are because your leg is bent and resting higher up. I was in a denim-penis-circulation hell.
Which the little witch beside me knew full well, going by the giggles coming out of her.
“I don’t know why you’re laughing. It’s up to you to fix it when we get home.”
This just made her laugh harder. “And that’s an issue, why?”
If I took my eyes off the road to look at her, I’d end up pulling over to maul her, so I just shook my head and willed the traffic to move faster.
“Fuck me,” I hissed as we got stuck in yet another jam. “It’s only a twenty-minute drive. We’re only halfway home, and we’ve already been in the car for thirty minutes.”
“Looks like the traffic lights are broken, so it’s a free for all.”
Leaning back, I straightened my leg out fully, relieving the tension across the middle and tip of my cock, but not the base. That poor bastard was stuck until we got out of here.
“If it makes you feel any better, I’m suffering, too,” Sadie whispered, wriggling in her seat slightly.
“Ah, come on!”
After five minutes, I thought I was going to die. Seriously, it was like every nerve and sensation in my body was centered in that one area.
And then the traffic started moving. No, not moving, flying away from where we’d just been stuck.
It was just as I was pulling down the lane that led to the house when I felt something drop onto my lap and looked down to see pale blue lace panties.
“Um, you might want to stop before you go into the side of the house.”
Looking up, I put my foot on the brake seeing as how she wasn’t kidding, and just as we came to a stop, she was out of the car and running for the front door.
Jumping out after her, I yelled, “Don’t run, you’ll trip,” realizing too late that I was telling her off like a dad with his daughter. I mean, I know I’d jokingly asked her to call me Daddy when I first met her, but that was to break the tension and get her to relax around me.
Not that she listened. Oh no, not my pixie. She had the door open, the security deactivated and was running up the stairs to the bedroom, clothes flying as she went.
“Catch me if you can!”
Using the toe-to-heel method, I had my shoes off and the front door locked by the time she said the last word, then I was racing after her, only just making it around the tight bend to the stairs with my socks on the tile floor. Seeing as how the stairs were varnished wood, I wasn’t taking the chance of slipping on them as I ran up, so I pulled my socks off and just threw them to the side.
Here’s where being over a foot and a half taller than Sadie was handy—I was able to take those steps two at a time, making up for the head start she had on me. And as I raced around the corner, I came face to face with the only wet dream I was ever going to have again.
Sadie lying naked on the bed, with her legs slightly open, teasing me.