A Secret for a Secret (All In, #3)

by Helena Hunting

“Seriously, Kingston? You can’t tell me you’re going to make a meal out of me and then pull this whole seventy-five-point check deal.” “I just want to get you home safely.” “You mean you want to get me all worked up and tell me how much you love it when I’ve already soaked through my damn panties before you’ve even laid a finger on me.” She’s absolutely correct about that. It’s an incredible ego boost to be able to make her come within minutes of getting her naked, but I don’t tell her that since she already knows. “Someone’s testy.” “Yeah, well, that would be your fault, wouldn’t it?” She fastens her seat belt aggressively. She’s more worked up than usual. I put the car in gear, and signal out of my spot. “How is it my fault you’re testy?” “You show up here, looking all delicious, whispering naughty things in my ear, and now I have to try and sit here and be patient while you drive like a grandpa on a Sunday afternoon. It’s been eight damn days, Kingston. Eight days without you, or your tongue or your color commentary, or our mutual-gratification competitions. There will be no sweet and gentle tonight. I better have a hard time walking tomorrow morning. And teeth marks on my ass.” My erection kicks behind my fly. “I’ll certainly do my best to ensure the difficulty walking and the teeth marks, if that’s what you’d like.”