Chapter 11
CLIO
Damn, Sam was hot. That sex had been the hottest I’d ever had.
Five-alarm fire kind of heat.
So good, I already wanted more, even with a sore pussy.
Our chemistry was even better than what I had with Ted, and Ted had been an animal in the sheets. That had been a lot of his appeal. And also, I had to be honest–the whole cocky alpha male thing turned me on. They both had that in common.
“What kind of deal did you have in mind?” My voice sounded husky. Every cell in my body was activated. Electrified. I hadn’t felt this alive in years. Because a deal had rules. Expectations. I could keep this thing with Sam in check.
He stepped forward to back me against the wall once again. I was certain if I pushed him back, he’d move. So far, he’d been totally respectful of my cues.
But I didn’t push him away.
I wanted to feel his hard body pressing up against mine again.
He sucked my earlobe into his mouth. Brushed his lips along the line of my jaw. I angled my head to give him better access. My belly fluttered despite my determination not to get sucked into this obviously sex-only situation.
“The kind of deal where I give you everything you want for as long as you need it.” He cradled the back of my neck and made tiny circles with his thumb at my hairline.
It felt…incredible.
The suggestiveness in his tone had arousal dripping down my inner thighs.
And–oh damn–the way he’d ripped my panties off had been straight out of a dirty romance novel.
I did want more.
Despite my better judgement.
I was a little embarrassed that I was out here acting like a teenager, making out with a young buck in the shadows instead of going on a civilized date like an adult.
But that date had sucked.
And this was way more fun. I guess I always did love a bad boy.
“You’re offering to be my boy toy?” I asked.
Sam grabbed my hips and lifted me back in the air to pin me up against the building where we’d just been. There was a feral aggression to the move that thrilled me.
I held my breath, suspended above the ground, my back pressing into the rough wood of the restaurant.
When Sam stared at me, I saw that wild thing in his eyes that I’d seen inside.
“I’ll be whatever you want me to be, Clio.” His voice was deep and gravelly, and for some reason, I thought I detected a note of vulnerability in it.
But that didn’t make sense. Sam was as cocky as they came.
I wanted him closer, so I wrapped my legs around his waist, trying to draw him in, but he hovered away from me. I wanted…
Yeah. This. More of what we just did.
But did a single mom have the leeway to go out and fool around?
A stab of guilt pushed back at my selfish carnal desires. I needed to at least be honest with him.
“I…I, uh, don’t want anything serious. I mean, I have a kid, and I don’t want to confuse him or anything.”
I saw a flash of some disappointment or dissatisfaction on Sam’s face before he hid it. His tone was neutral when he asked, “Were you going for something serious with Dave the Dweeb?”
Wow. Was he still jealous? After screwing me against the restaurant wall?
“No. I–”
What? What was I going to say? That David made more sense? That David was a nice guy, and Sam wasn’t?
“I think I wasn’t ready to date yet,” I declared. Whether it was true or just felt like an easy answer to give Sam, I couldn’t be sure.
“But you still have needs.” Finally, he moved in flush against me again, his body pressed against mine.
“Yeah.”
“So here’s the deal.” Sam’s smile was gone. He seemed older without it. More serious. “We don’t have to date. I’ll be your boy toy. I’ll give you all the orgasms you need. Morning, noon, or night. I’m your man. No strings attached.”
My eyes widened in surprise. “No strings?”
He nodded. “But–”
I frowned. “I knew there was a but.”
“But no other men,” he finished. “No dates with dentists, doctors, insurance salesmen.”
He was the jealous type. Huh. I wouldn’t have guessed it with all that confidence.
I looped my arms around his neck. “You’re my exclusive boy toy?”
His lips turned up. “That’s right.”
“Deal.” I kissed him.
He didn’t kiss me back at first. He just held me there against the building, his breath mingling with mine.
Then he turned ferocious. His lips slammed down. I moaned into the kiss as he pried my lips apart with his tongue and fucked my mouth with it, his hips thrusting in time.
My eyes rolled back in my head as I surrendered to the moment and–
The back door to the restaurant swung open with a bang.
We froze as the sound of two restaurant employees stepping out for a smoke reached us from around the corner.
I stifled a giggle, and Sam grinned, settling his hand over my mouth to keep me quiet.
With his forearm crooked under my ass, he stooped down to pick up his condom, then ran for the parking lot, carrying me to his truck, silent and stealthy as a fox.
As soon as he opened the door to his bright red truck and boosted me up to the seat, I burst into hysterical laughter.
He grinned at me as he shut the door and reappeared on the driver’s side. He started the engine and pulled out of the lot. “Are we going to pick up JT?” he asked.
Something in my chest went warm and soft.
He remembered JT. He put him first, even over the sex agreement we’d made.
“Yes–wait, no,” I amended. “You can take me home, and I’ll go pick him up from Ernie and Edna’s.”
Sam frowned. “It’s no problem.”
It made sense, but I didn’t want Ernie and Edna to see that I’d swapped the man they set me up with for the town’s biggest–and possibly youngest–player. How would that look?
Because there was no doubt that Sam wasn’t dating material. Definitely not stepdad material.
“I know,” I replied. “Thank you for offering–I appreciate you remembering JT–but I don’t want him to get confused. You know, him thinking I’m dating someone. Plus, he’s probably asleep already, but just in case he wakes up when I carry him out, I think it would be better if I go alone.”
Sam nodded. “Yeah. I get it.” He swung the truck around and headed in the opposite direction toward the garage.
“But Sparks, if I’m leaving you at the garage alone, then there’s no way you’re getting out of there without me bending you over the hood of whatever car is in the garage and making sure you’re good and satisfied before I go. ”
A zing of lust shot through me.
Oh God. This player really knew how to lay it on, didn’t he?
I was eating up every word.
“Oh, yeah?” I purred, ready for another round.
“Yep. So you’d better put your fingers between those sexy thighs right now and keep that pussy nice and wet for me. Understand?”