“Let’s go home.”
Max rewarded me with that sexy grin I loved so much. His eyes glistened with happiness. He was right. It had been a struggle to have some alone time. We might as well take advantage of the opportunity at hand. After we said our goodbyes, Max and I headed home.
When we got inside the limo, Max told the driver not to disturb us unless it was an emergency.
“What are you doing, Max?” I asked, taking in his soft kisses on my lips.
Max wrapped his left arm around the back of my neck for support and the other hand was fishing for something by my ankle…until he found an opening. Under the dress, he traveled up my leg until he reached the upper part of my thigh. At the same time, his lips moved lower…down my neck, my shoulder, and down to the swell of my breast.
“Max,” I moaned, feeling tingles everywhere.
“Jenna, I want to fuck you here in the limo. We’ve never done this before.”
“What?” I think that’s what I said. The intense pleasure he was giving me was already taking me over the edge. He could take me anywhere, I didn’t care. I wanted him now. But how were we going to do anything with all the fabric between us? My dress would make it impossible, but then I understood what Max meant by fucking in the limo.
Max’s tongue pushed down the fabric and found my nipple as his finger swirled under my panties and found the entrance. I was so wet that his finger slid right in.
“Oh, Max.” Sounds of my pleasure escaped my mouth. I threw my head back and shifted my body to give Max easier access to wherever he wanted to touch me. When he reached deeper and faster, I could feel my climax nearing. My hand gripped his arm and then found the bulge of his hardness.
I wanted more of Max, but couldn’t. I wanted to scream harder, but I couldn’t. Max was driving me crazy, and he made me insane when he released me. Out of breath, I looked at him.
“Sorry, babe. The phone wouldn’t stop vibrating. It must be an emergency.”
“It’s okay. See who it is,” I said, still panting and hoping it wasn’t bad news. It always made me nervous when we were away from the kids.
Max answered, “Dad? What’s going on?”
Pause. Max’s frown indicated it wasn’t good news, but I was hoping I was wrong.
“Okay. I’ll get in touch with Matt. We’ll be right there.” After Max hung up, he looked at me. “It’s Mom. She’s in the hospital. When we get home, I’ll send the limo for Becky and I’ll drive Matt to the hospital with me.”
“What happened?” I started to panic, feeling my pulse start to race. If I felt like this, Max was a hundred times worse than me.
“I don’t have the full details. I’ll call you as soon as I know.”
Max held me in his arms all the way home as we stared out the window.
Chapter 10
Matthew
Becky and I hadn’t had this much fun in a long while. Dancing next to Rachel and Jax, we laughed and sang along with the familiar music. When sweat dampened my forehead, it was time for a break. Becca and I sat at our table, drinking water to cool off.
“My brother is getting old,” I said to Becca, placing my arm around her shoulders.
“Maybe, but you’ve got the moves. You’re so sexy when you shake your ass,” Becca said with a naughty smile.
“Careful, my firecracker. I just might find a quiet place to take you.”
Becca curled her lips while her eyes danced. “Why don’t you take me home and see what I’ve got for you?”
My eyes grew wider. “Is it a toy for me?”
Becca bit her bottom lip and nodded. Holy Fuck! That expression alone told me I was going to like whatever it was.
“Let me show you a snip of it.” Becca reached into her purse, pulled out our phones, and frowned. I had placed my phone inside her purse for safekeeping.
“What is it, babe?” I asked. “Everything okay?”
Becca’s expression suddenly turned serious. “Your father has been trying to call you. You’ve got so many missed calls from him.”
Michael Pearce
James Lecesne
Esri Allbritten
Clover Autrey
Najim al-Khafaji
Amy Kyle
Ranko Marinkovic
Armistead Maupin
Katherine Sparrow
Dr. David Clarke