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line. “That’s what I’m talking about,” he yelled.
Reid grinned and threw Tyrell the ball. “Bring it home, buddy,” he said.
“But it’s your turn,” Tyrell said, honest to the last, as he knew the boy to be.
“Yeah, but she doesn’t know that.”
It was entertaining to watch Tyrell break out his best fancy footwork and try to impress Lia. Reid faked left and right in an attempt to put on a show of defense. Just as Tyrell made it to the bottom of the basket, Reid swooped in, lifted him into the air, and allowed him to dunk before returning him to the floor.
“I kicked your ass, I kicked your ass, I kicked your ass.” Tyrell was shaking his tush and waving his hands in the air like the cocky ten-year-old he was.
Lia could barely contain her laughter as she walked toward them in sky-high heels that made her legs as sexy as sin. It was the first thing he’d noticed about her yesterday as he approached her on his bike, and most of his highly inappropriate dreams had featured them wrapped around his back as he fucked her, preferably with her shoes still on.
She high-fived Tyrell, the grin on the kid’s face revealing exactly how much she’d just made his day.
“Okay,” he said to Tyrell. “Go back inside, pick up your homework, and head straight home. Let me know how you get on with the results. Okay?”
“Thanks, Kenny. You’re the best.”
He watched Tyrell run back into the garage then turned to face Lia. “I appear to be sweaty again.”
“I see that,” she said, lifting her sunglasses and somehow managing to perch them on top of the very impressive hairstyle without putting a hair out of place. “Is it wrong that I kind of like it?”
“Not so long as it isn’t wrong for me to wonder what you’d look like with all of that hair of yours spread across my pillow, as clichéd as that sounds.”
“I don’t find anything wrong with that at all,” she replied, looking him directly in the eye.
Her teeth bit gently into her lower lip, something he’d wanted to do the previous evening. Something he didn’t think he would have the chance to do again. He hadn’t expected to see her after he’d left her last night. Once he’d pulled away from the curb, he’d assumed he would get a call or an e-mail with instructions regarding the car, so he’d been stunned to see her standing in his lot. Unable to resist, he took a step closer. Not as close as he would like, but given how pretty she looked and how sweaty he was, it was as close as felt proper.
“You standing here in that dress is far and away the best surprise I have had since Christmas.”
“I needed to be sure my Cherry was in good hands,” she said with a grin. “And the only way to assess whether she was . . . well, it was to come here and find out personally just how good those hands are.”
Usually, Reid prided himself on his control, but his dick twitched at the real meaning of her words. Nothing could top spending the next twelve hours with that hot body of hers under and over his to prove just how effective every part of him could be, but he felt the need to be clear with her in a way he hadn’t been the night before.
“Let me start by saying that’s the best pickup line I’ve ever heard,” he said, unable to resist sliding his hand down the side of her rib and around her lower back until it rested on the curve of her ass. “And as much as I like you, and as much as I want to take you inside and strip you out of this fabulous dress, I don’t want there to be any misunderstanding between the two of us as to what exactly this is.” He needed to apologize in advance for the way he would walk away from her so quickly afterward.
Lia tilted her head and squinted her eyes as if she was thinking. She placed her red fingernail against his chest and ran it all the way down his abs until it tucked an inch inside the waistband of his shorts. It was a move designed to tease, and it did, perfectly. “One night of fun that
Reid grinned and threw Tyrell the ball. “Bring it home, buddy,” he said.
“But it’s your turn,” Tyrell said, honest to the last, as he knew the boy to be.
“Yeah, but she doesn’t know that.”
It was entertaining to watch Tyrell break out his best fancy footwork and try to impress Lia. Reid faked left and right in an attempt to put on a show of defense. Just as Tyrell made it to the bottom of the basket, Reid swooped in, lifted him into the air, and allowed him to dunk before returning him to the floor.
“I kicked your ass, I kicked your ass, I kicked your ass.” Tyrell was shaking his tush and waving his hands in the air like the cocky ten-year-old he was.
Lia could barely contain her laughter as she walked toward them in sky-high heels that made her legs as sexy as sin. It was the first thing he’d noticed about her yesterday as he approached her on his bike, and most of his highly inappropriate dreams had featured them wrapped around his back as he fucked her, preferably with her shoes still on.
She high-fived Tyrell, the grin on the kid’s face revealing exactly how much she’d just made his day.
“Okay,” he said to Tyrell. “Go back inside, pick up your homework, and head straight home. Let me know how you get on with the results. Okay?”
“Thanks, Kenny. You’re the best.”
He watched Tyrell run back into the garage then turned to face Lia. “I appear to be sweaty again.”
“I see that,” she said, lifting her sunglasses and somehow managing to perch them on top of the very impressive hairstyle without putting a hair out of place. “Is it wrong that I kind of like it?”
“Not so long as it isn’t wrong for me to wonder what you’d look like with all of that hair of yours spread across my pillow, as clichéd as that sounds.”
“I don’t find anything wrong with that at all,” she replied, looking him directly in the eye.
Her teeth bit gently into her lower lip, something he’d wanted to do the previous evening. Something he didn’t think he would have the chance to do again. He hadn’t expected to see her after he’d left her last night. Once he’d pulled away from the curb, he’d assumed he would get a call or an e-mail with instructions regarding the car, so he’d been stunned to see her standing in his lot. Unable to resist, he took a step closer. Not as close as he would like, but given how pretty she looked and how sweaty he was, it was as close as felt proper.
“You standing here in that dress is far and away the best surprise I have had since Christmas.”
“I needed to be sure my Cherry was in good hands,” she said with a grin. “And the only way to assess whether she was . . . well, it was to come here and find out personally just how good those hands are.”
Usually, Reid prided himself on his control, but his dick twitched at the real meaning of her words. Nothing could top spending the next twelve hours with that hot body of hers under and over his to prove just how effective every part of him could be, but he felt the need to be clear with her in a way he hadn’t been the night before.
“Let me start by saying that’s the best pickup line I’ve ever heard,” he said, unable to resist sliding his hand down the side of her rib and around her lower back until it rested on the curve of her ass. “And as much as I like you, and as much as I want to take you inside and strip you out of this fabulous dress, I don’t want there to be any misunderstanding between the two of us as to what exactly this is.” He needed to apologize in advance for the way he would walk away from her so quickly afterward.
Lia tilted her head and squinted her eyes as if she was thinking. She placed her red fingernail against his chest and ran it all the way down his abs until it tucked an inch inside the waistband of his shorts. It was a move designed to tease, and it did, perfectly. “One night of fun that
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