Following Her (Unexpected Heroes #2.5)(19)

“It is a Friday night,” she pointed out.

“Don’t they have anything better to do than clog the damn streets?” He knew he sounded ridiculous but he didn’t care. He needed to get her home to rip that enticing dress from her body.

“Maybe they’re rushing home to do the same thing we’re about to do,” she said, her hand reaching out and running up his thigh, coming close, but not close enough to his throbbing erection.

“I don’t think so. They’d be moving a hell of a lot faster,” he said.

“Not if they’re already playing in the car,” she said. He was shocked by her boldness when her finger traced the outside of the bulge throbbing against his way-too-tight pants.


“I’m not going to make it if you keep doing that,” he warned her.

“I have faith in your manliness,” she said, this time her entire palm cupping the outside of his pants. He growled in response.

At the next light, his arms snaked out and he hauled her to him, kissing her hard and fast, letting her know exactly what her games were doing to him. It didn’t lessen the throbbing in his pants in the least.

When the light changed and he released her again, she kept her hands to herself as she panted in the seat next to him. This was better. He needed to be in control. Not that he minded a woman taking over in the bedroom—that was hot actually—it was just that right now he was hanging on by a thread and they still had several miles to go. And if he came before they even arrived at her house he was going to have to shoot himself.

“This is the longest drive,” Ella panted, her legs shifting, making her dress rise indecently high.

“You’ll forget all about the drive as soon as I get you into bed. I’m going to peel that dress from your luscious body and then I’m going to taste every delectable inch of your skin, and make you come over and over again,” he said, wanting so badly to close his eyes and picture himself doing just that.

“Axel, get us there,” she commanded as she shifted again and her dress rose another inch.

“Screw this!” Axel shot around two cars on the right-hand side, ignored the horns blaring at him, then made a sharp right turn and sped down a two-lane road. He could practically drive this area with his eyes closed, he’d scouted it so much while looking at every which way someone could come or go from her house.

The next five minutes seemed like an hour, but finally he pulled to a screeching stop in her driveway and practically jumped from the SUV. Ella didn’t even have time to undo her seat belt before he was ripping open her door and unlatching it himself, then lifting her into his arms where he tasted her lips one more time before moving.

“Keys,” he demanded as he swiftly moved up her walkway.

Ella dug in her purse, fumbling for the keys as he reached the door. He had to force himself not to grab the purse and dump it out to find them faster. “Why in the world do women keep so many things they’ll never use inside a bag?” he asked, his frustration coming through loud and clear.

“We use everything in our purses. Some of the items may only be used once or twice a year, but I assure you it’s all used,” she said before leaning in and kissing his neck, making his temperature rise a few more degrees.

Finally, the magical keys were found and he unlocked the door, then turned long enough only to relock it and allow Ella to reengage the security pad before he was moving swiftly up the stairs.

“How do you know where my room is?” she asked as her lips nuzzled his jaw.

“I helped install the security, remember?” he groaned as he reached her room, where her favorite perfume drifted all around him.

Setting her on her feet, he wanted nothing more than to rip their clothes off and take her to heaven. But somehow seeing her standing before him in the glorious dress, with her bed as a backdrop, calmed him.

How could he rush this? He needed to enjoy every second of this experience and delight in the beauty of her body. “You take my breath away, Ella. I could die a happy man doing nothing more than looking at you,” he said quietly as he lifted a hand and cupped her cheek. “So beautiful,” he added in awe.

“I need you inside of me, Axel, so I’m not going to be okay with you just looking,” she said, trying to smile, but her lips were trembling and there was a sheen to her eyes.

He leaned down and caressed her lips while his hand still held her cheek and he was so happy to be in that exact moment. “I’m very grateful to get to know you,” he said, not recognizing these strange words escaping his mouth.

“Me, too, Axel.” She sighed as her hands lifted and began undoing his shirt, one button at a time. Her fingers fumbled a few times as his mouth caressed hers and then moved down the side of her neck.

“You smell incredible,” he said, his fingers running through the silky strands of her hair, his mouth moving backward on her neck so he could taste every inch of her like he’d promised.

She groaned her approval as the last button came undone and she pulled his shirt from his pants, parting the fabric, her warm fingers smoothing out across his chest, awakening every sense in his body.

He pulled back long enough to shrug from his shirt, and then pulled her against him to reach for the zipper of her dress. His kiss deepened as he slowly pulled the zipper down, now only their bodies held together keeping it on.