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“That feels so good!”
He doubled his efforts, his hand tightened around his cock as he licked and suckled her clit, loving every moan and gasp that filled the small bedroom. He felt her sheath tighten around his tongue, heard her gasp and moan his name, and when he felt her clamp down around his tongue and heard her scream his name, he groaned in relief as he released his hold and let go.
As the tremors of his orgasm tore through him he realized something very important, taking it slow was going to kill him.
Chapter 27
As she carefully closed the door behind her, she realized that yes, yes she was in fact sneaking out of her own apartment. She winced when the door made a slight clicking noise as she locked it behind her.
For about thirty seconds she stood there, frozen on the spot as she waited for a sign that Danny had heard that. When she didn’t hear anything, she waited an extra fifteen seconds just to make sure that she was in the clear. Relief surged through her as she stepped away from her door and quickly, yet quietly, made her way towards the front door where freedom awaited her.
God, she couldn’t believe that she was doing this.
Okay, so that wasn’t exactly true. She could completely believe that she was sneaking out of her own apartment the morning after fooling around with one of the hottest men that she’d ever seen. Last night had been…….
Amazing.
There was no other way to describe it. She’d never been more nervous or more excited in her life than last night. She’d been terrified that she would do or say something wrong, to wreck the moment and bring reality crashing down on her. Instead, she’d had an incredibly sexy man panting and begging her to keep touching him.
She couldn’t help but grin smugly as she reached for the doorknob and-
Frowned when the door wouldn’t open.
She tried to turn the knob again, but it wouldn’t budge. She even checked the lock, but it wouldn’t open. Making a mental note to call Zoe later, she turned around and quietly walked back down the hall, making sure to be extra quiet as she walked past her apartment door. She threw a cautious glance over her shoulder and-
Groaned pathetically when she realized that she was trying to make her escape without her purse and lunch bag. She stopped walking as she considered her options. She could walk to work, skip lunch and fill up on water from the bubbler all day and call one of the guys for a ride home later or……
Go back into her apartment and risk running into the man that she was trying to avoid. She stood there for another minute contemplating her choices until finally with a shrug, she turned around and started walking towards the backdoor again, deciding that a vigorous five mile walk in ninety degree weather in high heels was the better option.
She opened the backdoor and walked outside, carefully closing the door behind her. Ignoring the oppressive heat, she walked around the house and headed for the driveway where Danny Bradford, the sneakiest bastard to ever walk the face of the planet, was leaning back against his truck, holding her purse and lunch bag.
“Forget something?” he asked with a lopsided smile as he pushed away from his truck.
“I, umm….,” she mumbled pathetically, trying to come up with an excuse for why she was trying to sneak off without a word, but sadly, she couldn’t come up with a single one.
“Jump in. We’ll grab breakfast on the way,” he said, walking around his truck and opened the passenger door for her.
Accepting the fact that she wasn’t going to be able to come up with an excuse for why she’d rather walk the file miles to work than face him, she forced a small smile, murmured, “Thank you,” and accepted his help and climbed in.
Needing something to do, she took her time buckling in as Danny quickly made his way around the truck in climbed in. “Donuts or an egg sandwich?”
“Donuts sound great,” she said, trying not to squirm in her seat as she thought about everything that they’d done last night.
“Donuts it is then,” he said with a nod, looking amused as he started the truck and pulled out of the driveway.
As he drove towards the center of town, she sat there praying that he wouldn’t bring up last night or her escape attempt this morning. Ten minutes later as they were pulling into the old library’s parking lot that resembled a war zone these days, she decided that someone upstairs really liked her, because he hadn’t said a single word to her.
She was so relieved that she didn’t notice that he’d chosen a parking spot in the back of the lot, behind the dumpsters piled high with concrete and debris until it was too late.
“Why are we parked back here?” she asked with a frown.
Danny sighed as he reached between them and picked up the box of donuts. He placed the box on the dashboard. “I wanted to eat in peace,” he explained as he opened the box and picked up a jelly donut.
She didn’t have to look to know that it was a jelly donut since he’d ordered a dozen of them this morning. She hadn’t said anything at the time, because she was too busy trying avoid talking and figured that he just had a craving, but now-
“Sorry,” he said, as a glob of jelly escaped and landed on her bare knee.
“It’s fine,” she said, giving her head a little shake, thankful that it hadn’t landed on her skirt.
“Here, let me clean that,” he said, just as she reached for the pile of napkins when she felt it.
His mouth on her knee.
He gently sucked the jelly off her leg and followed it up with his tongue. Taking his time licking her knee clean as she sat there, a bit stunned and not really sure what to do.