Chapter 12 #2
I frowned. We were near Walnut Creek Hospital. Was this garage connected to it?
“I agree. What are we doing?” I tapped the back of Ren’s seat. “Is someone sick?”
Ren flashed a maniacal grin as he put down his window and took a ticket from the entry terminal. “You’ll see.”
KC and I shared a look, but Ren rarely led us wrong, so neither of us tried to jump out of the car, not that I would’ve gotten very far anyway. He kept going toward the top of the parking garage and the vehicles in the spots began to thin out.
KC rested his head back on his seat as he chuckled. “Oh, I get it.”
Ren winked at him.
“I see we’re all very chummy and winky. What’s happening?” I demanded. “You wink too much.” An old, familiar irritation bolted through me intensely, one I kind of enjoyed.
Shakira broke out of the dingy lower levels of the parking garage and sunshine enveloped the car. Overhead the sky was so perfect and blue I wasn’t sure I’d ever seen it quite so beautiful. I tugged my borrowed leather jacket off because it began to heat up in the back seat.
“Now what?” I asked.
“Notice anything?” Ren singsonged.
I glared at the back of his head. “No. An empty level? There’s nothing up here.”
Ren whistled. “Exactly. Fuck yes.” He parked Shakira along the only actual wall, which also housed the entrance to an elevator and the stairs.
The rest of the level only had a concrete barrier keeping the cars where they should be.
He put down the windows, then cut the engine.
A cool fall breeze ruffled his dark hair.
KC turned in his seat and gave Ren a sultry grin—the kind that promised he was going to make you see stars—and danced his hand up Ren’s thigh. Ren put his seat back, and I squawked, sliding over behind KC.
“Hey!”
“Oh, are you back there?” Ren winked, putting extra emphasis into it, the fucking dick. “How are we doing?”
“Good.” The small check-in warmed me from the inside and made all this so much sexier. “I don’t just want to watch.” I swatted his shoulder.
“Keep those claws in, Kitten. Maybe you can get worked up enough back there to come for me.” He bit his lip, delighted with his jackassery. Fondness took me by surprise, but I was a little irked, too, and I leaned into that feeling.
KC tried to get into a good angle to blow Ren but ended up laughing when he kept knocking his knee against the door while trying to avoid the shifter.
“Just open your door. No one is up here,” I said.
KC shrugged and a predatory expression passed over his face as he followed my advice and at the same time glanced down at Ren’s crotch. What did he see?
Moaning, I tried to lean forward and get a look as Ren moved around, obviously dragging his beautiful dick out. I caught a glimpse of the metal glinting in the sun as he wiggled himself around, teasing KC, but then he put his hand on my face and lightly shoved me back.
“Someone could see us,” I said, crossing my arms and ignoring the rock-hard pole between my legs.
There was a slurping noise, and Ren moaned.
My breath shivered and my abs contracted. Damn it, that’s sexy. My cock jerked and a rush of intense need tore through me.
“E-everyone is too lazy to park up here,” Ren said, then slapped the top of the steering wheel. “Just like that, Kansas. Harder. Shit.”
I rolled my eyes, ready to mutiny. “You’re the king of stupid nicknames.”
KC chuckled, and even though I couldn’t see him, I could tell he had his mouth stuffed full of cock. My thighs tensed and I thrust my hips, gasping at the not quite enough sensation that zapped through me. Fuck, I wanted something to hump against.
“Who’s stupider? The guy who comes up with bad names—” Ren watched me like the asshole he was. “—or the guy who answers to it, Kitten?”
I wanted to scratch out his pretty hazel eyes, which probably didn’t help my case. Instead, I ran my hand through his hair and dragged my nails across his scalp, something that made him shift in his seat while his face went slack. Whatever he did in that moment, KC growled.
“If you want to see me come, fuck me,” I snapped.
He shook his head. “You’ll wait or you’ll want me so much you just do it.” He made sure I was looking, then winked.
Oh, two could play this game. “I want you now.” I sneak attacked Ren’s neck, sucking the warm skin, and KC gagged loudly. When I glanced down, Ren had KC by the hair and was using it to fuck him up and down on his dick like a sex toy.
Golden heat clenched into a tight point in my groin and my breath stuttered. “You’re really just going to get head and leave me out?”
Ren ran his tongue across his upper lip. “Maybe this isn’t about you. Maybe this is about my big dick getting stuffed down KC’s throat. Tearing him up with my Jacob’s ladder.”
KC slapped the dash, either asking for air or to emphasize Ren’s point.
“Oh yeah? Well, I think you’re too busy to make me wait.
” I stuck out my tongue and quickly unbuckled my belt.
Relief smacked me as I pulled out my dick and precum gleamed in my slit.
The sunshine did more than show off the pink flush of my cockhead, it warmed the air and filled the cab with an unmistakable sex musk as I began to jerk off.
I stopped and spit loudly into my hand so Ren couldn’t miss it.
He bared his teeth at me. “Didn’t say you could do that.”