Jacob's Ladder: Gabe (Jacob's Ladder #1)

“When you have to take me back home tomorrow.”

I shook my head. “Just because you’re going back home, doesn’t mean we’ll never see each other again. I plan to stay in Hayesville with you.”

Her eyes widened. “You do?”

“At least for the next week or so until I’m needed in the studio.” After her stunned silence, I added, “Well, that’s only if you want me to stay.”

She grinned. “Of course, I want you to stay. You just took me off guard.”

“Not only are you surprised, I’m sure Rejune will be thrilled to have me back at the Grandview.”

Rae groaned. “I swear, if we had any spare room at the house, I’d have you stay with me.”

“For some reason, I don’t think that would go over very well with Aunt Sadie or your dad.”

“Probably not, but I’d be willing to risk their wrath to have you out of Rejune’s clutches.”

I chuckled. “Babe, you have nothing to worry about in that department.”

“I know, but I’d also prefer to have you as close to me as possible.”

“I like that idea as well.” Nuzzling her neck, I added, “Especially when it came to bedtime.”

A snort escaped her lips. “Of course you would mention bedtime.”

“I can’t help it. You drive me absolutely fucking wild with desire.”

As Rae gazed up at me, I saw the question in her eyes. I shook my head at her. “You really don’t know how incredibly sexy you are, do you?”

“Maybe.” She smiled. “But I wouldn’t mind you telling me more.”

“If I tell you more, I’m going to want to ravish you.”

As lust glittered in her dark eyes, it seemed Rae had abandoned her all-romance-and-no-sex resolve. “I can live with that.” Oh yeah, she’d definitely abandoned it.

When I pulled the blanket over our laps, Rae gave me a questioning look. “What are you doing?”

“Keeping us warm.”

“But it’s not that cold outside.”

“I’m aware of the temperature.” I slid my hand up her thigh and then between her legs.

“What are you doing?” she hissed as her wild gaze spun from me to the driver and then back.

“Shh, just go with it.”

“But the driver—” I cut her protests off by rubbing her pussy. Pinching her eyes shut, Rae bit down on her lip. As I worked her clit over her panties, she began to slowly raise her hips.

Dipping my head, I whispered into her ear. “Would you like more?”

“Yes,” she panted.

“What do you want?”

“Your fingers inside me.”

I obliged her request by slipping two fingers into her panties and then plunging them deep inside her. “Oh God!” she shrieked.

Her reaction caused the driver to glance at us over his shoulder. “You better be quiet or the driver is going to keep watching me finger-fuck you under this blanket.”

She bobbed her head while once again biting down on her lip. As I increased the pace of my fingers, Rae began working her hips faster against my hand. When I felt her walls begin to tighten, I said, “Go on, babe, let yourself go. Come out here under the skyline.”

Rae didn’t have to be told twice. As her walls tensed around my fingers, one of her hands gripped my shoulder while the other gripped the seat. Even as her eyes rolled back in her head with pleasure, she somehow managed not to cry out.

Once her walls had stopped convulsing, I drew my hand out of her panties before bringing my fingers to my lips. Rae gazed at me through hooded eyes as I licked her off my fingers. When I finished, she adjusted her skirt before she sat up straighter in the seat. She threw a glance at the driver before turning to face me. “I think it’s time to repay the favor.”

“You do?”

She cupped my erection under the blanket. “It’s either that or have you walking funny when the ride ends.”

I grinned. “I suppose we don’t have a choice.”

After she unzipped my fly, her hand dove inside my pants. I sucked in a breath when she took my cock in her hands.

“I wish I could have my mouth around your dick right now instead of my hand.”

“You do?”

“Mmhmm. I love the way it feels to have my mouth filled with you.”

“What else would you do if my dick was in your mouth?”

“I’d lick the head before I sucked it deep inside. Then I’d slide you in and out, twirling my tongue around your underside. I’d pump you with my hand just like I’m doing now.”

Oh fuck. Rae and the dirty talk were driving me wild. Throw in the fact that I was getting a public hand job, and I was flying high.

“When I tasted your pre-cum, I’d slide you deeper into my mouth while my hand worked you even harder. With my free hand, I’d cup your balls, kneading them between my fingers. Then when you got close, I’d keep you buried in my mouth.”

“You’d let me come in your mouth?” I said, panting and raising my hips against her hand.

“Oh yes. After you came in my mouth, I’d swallow all of you down. Then I’d make sure to lick every drop off your cock.”

Her words and the mental imagery had me throwing back my head as I blew my load on her hand and the blanket. Giving Rae a satisfied smile, I said, “That was fucking mind-blowing.”

“I’d have to agree.”

After I cleaned myself off Rae’s hand, I balled the blanket back up into the floor. I looked up to find the driver had pulled the carriage over to the sidewalk at the Hilton. “Okay. That’s the tour.”

“Thanks, man,” I said as I hopped down. After I helped Rae from the carriage, I pulled my wallet out of my suit pocket and took out two crisp one-hundred-dollar bills.

When I handed them to the driver, his eyes widened. “Thank you, sir.”

“You might not be saying that when you have to throw that blanket away.”

“Excuse me?”

“Let’s just say that tip also covers a new blanket.”

As the realization of what I meant washed over him, he quickly nodded his head. “Got it.” At the same time, Rae squeaked and hurried away. I knew I had embarrassed her by mentioning our escapade in front of the driver.

When I finally caught up with her, she was waiting in front of the Mercedes—her face still flushed from mortification. Although she protested slightly, I pulled her into my arms and kissed her. It had been too long since I’d had her lips on my lips, her taste in my mouth. God, I would never get enough of her. “I’m sorry for embarrassing you,” I murmured against her lips.

“You better be.”

“Is there some way I can make it up to you?”

Tilting her head, she looked thoughtfully up at me. “A chick flick on Netflix followed by some orally induced orgasms.”

I laughed. “Hmm, I think that can be arranged.”

“Good. I’m also going to want French toast from Rafferty’s on the way home.”

“You don’t want much, do you?” I countered as we slipped into the car.

With a smile, she snuggled against me. “Would it be too much to ask for you, too?” Hell, no. I was hers. Undeniably, irrevocably hers.

“You have me—mind, body, and soul.”

“And heart?”

“Always.” Without a doubt in my mind.