A Date with an Admirer (The Dating 2)
He breaks away first, his eyes searching mine. “That felt different.”
With a heavy sigh, I close my eyes. “Probably because it was stupid. There’s so many things I want to do right now.”
Tanner grins. “Same. How about I show you?”
Something out of the corner of my eye catches my attention and I look over to see Warren, scowling at us. I’m glad he’s pissed; he deserves it. I thought I cared about hurting him, but there’s something I care about more. I don’t think I’ll be able to rest until I get it.
I bite my lip. “Let’s get out of here.”
Tanner’s brows lift. “You taking me up on my offer?”
It’s now or never. “Might as well. We just have to keep it between us.”
Tanner drapes his arm over my shoulders. “Then what the hell are we waiting on. Let’s get out of here.”
We start for the door and I lean into him. “Your place? Sorry, but no sex in the car. I need space to move around.”
Tanner groans. “Fuck me. You’re killing me already. Don’t know if I can wait until we get back to my house.”
That makes me smile. “Don’t worry. I’ll figure out something.”
The valet brings the car around and Tanner holds my hand as I get in. The electricity that passes between us is undeniable. Once we’re buckled in, he speeds away from the Governor’s mansion.
Placing his hand on my thigh, he begins a slow, torturous path to the inside of my leg. “Spread your legs,” he murmurs, his voice deep and sexy. It’s like my body moves of its own accord. The heat from his hand seeps into my body, making me hot from the inside out.
“What are you doing?” I ask, releasing a shaky breath.
He chuckles low. “Torturing you.”
His hand moves higher and when he feels that I’m not wearing underwear, his eyes darken with need as he looks at me. “You’ve got to be shitting me. This is so fucking hot.”
I shrug. “Couldn’t have underwear lines, now could I?”
Turning his focus back to the road, he pushes his fingers inside me. I grip the handle on the door and suck in a breath. It’s been so long since I’ve been touched like that. My hand tightens around the handle and Tanner groans. “You’re getting so tight. I love it. Just let go.” Never have I ever gotten an orgasm while riding down the road. Just the thought turns me on. My clit tightens and there’s no way I can hold back any longer. Tanner picks up the pace and I slam my head against the seat as my orgasm rocks me from the inside out. He carefully pulls his hand away and chuckles. “Now that was fucking hot.”
I sighed heavily. “Oh yeah?” Looking at his triumphant smile, I can’t get over how sexy he looks all dressed in his tux. I also can’t get over the bulge in his pants.
“Undo your pants,” I say firmly.
His devilish grin grows wider. “Seriously?”
I unbuckle my seat belt. “Very. Now do it.”
Tanner does as I ask and undoes his pants. His cock springs free and I bite my lip. Tonight, is going to be a good night.
“Am I sensing payback?” he teases, eyes twinkling from the passing streetlights.
“Not payback,” I reply. “More like a thank you. I haven’t felt this good in a long time.”
Wrapping my hand firmly around him, I massage him, gliding slowly up and down. He grips the steering wheel tight and his body tenses. “That feels so damn good right now.” Sighing, he lets his head fall back against the head rest, but he keeps his eyes on the road. Moving his hips with my strokes, I can feel him getting harder and pulsating beneath my fingers. Tanner sucks in a breath. “We’re not far from the house.”
Grinning, I lower my head to his lap. “And what does that mean?”
The second my lips close over him, he accelerates the gas. “It means I’m about to rip that dress off of you.”
Swirling my tongue around his tip, I smile because his torturous groans are music to my ears. “Can’t wait,” I whisper, sucking him harder. “I want to feel you inside me.”
I know he’s close to losing control, but he doesn’t. We pull into his driveway and he slams on the brakes. Giggling, I sit up and his eyes are so raw with passion it makes me tremble. He grips the back of my neck and pulls me to him, his mouth feverishly searching mine.
“Is this really what you want?” he asks, nipping my bottom lip.
His eyes search mine and I nod. “Only for tonight.”
The car doors open and the next thing I know I’m in Tanner’s arms as he carries me into his house, his lips on mine the entire time. There’s no time to think about the consequences of our actions. I don’t want to think of them. Just one night. That’s all I want. Then, I’ll never have to think of it again.