Page 22 of Reckless

Chapter Ten

CALLAHAN

Gemini

Rocky roads often lead to the best destinations. Embrace the chaos.

She didn’t have to ask me twice. The moment those words were out of her mouth, my cock surged to life in my pants, ready to meet her demands. If she wanted to scream, I could make her throat so fucking raw that she wouldn’t be able to talk the next day.

I opened the car door for her, and watched her slide in, crossing her tan legs as she buckled herself in. That dress she wore had been torturing me all night. Every small movement accentuated her curves and made it incredibly difficult to process my thoughts.

“Where to?” I asked once inside the car. Her cinnamon scent filled the small space and then I felt her hand on my thigh.

“I’m on the corner of Calypso and Neptune.”

I knew exactly where that was. The engine revved beneath my feet as I peeled away from the curb, zipping in and out between cars. Was I going the speed limit? No. Stella’s hand kept inching closer to my hard cock and I needed to get inside her as quickly as possible. And this time, I wouldn’t be coming in my pants.

“Wow. You really know your way around the city for just moving here,” Stella remarked.

“I’m a fast learner.”

Her fingers skated down my length and my cock surged against her warm palm. I spread my legs wider for her, letting her feel every inch of me. Letting her know exactly what she did to me and how much I wanted her.

And holy fuck, did I really want her. I hadn’t thought of anything since I’d met her. Which was really fucking inconvenient with Carmine breathing down my neck, looking for an update. But I had no leads. No one was talking and the footage I was able to gather from nearby cameras was grainy at best, absent at worst. The rain made it impossible to discern who could have killed him. All I had was an approximate height and weight. The rest was anyone’s guess. But Carmine wanted them caught and wouldn’t rest until blood had been spilled.

My hips began thrusting up so I could feel the friction of Stella’s hand moving against my dick. “You’re so hard for me,” she said, a sly smile spread across her beautiful face. God, the things I wanted to do to that mouth alone. Fuck.

Thankfully, she didn’t live too far away, and I was pulling into a free spot a few buildings past hers. When the car stopped, she removed her hand, but I caught it with mine. She looked at me, dark, brown eyes searching my face.

“What is it?” She asked.

“I just wanted to take a look at you one last time before I make you mine.”

That blush was back dusting the apples of her cheeks, and her long lashes fluttered in response. “Yours, huh?”

“If you’ll have me,” I said, tucking her hair behind her ear with my free hand. My fingers skated down her jaw line, gripping her chin gently. She bit down on her bottom lip and nodded.

“Then you better come upstairs with me.”

We exited the car, and I followed closely behind, my hands glued to her hip like I was afraid if I wasn’t touching her, she would float away from me. Truthfully, I couldn’t get enough of her. I wanted to feel every inch of her and commit it to memory.

When she led me up the stairs to her apartment, I took my time watching her ass in that red dress, loving the way it rode up her thighs as she climbed.

She fumbled for her keys when we got to her door and then spun around mouth open. “Oh no! I forgot my flowers.”

I grabbed her hips and pushed her against the wall. “Don’t worry. I’ll buy you as many flowers as you want.”

“Even if I want enough flowers to fill my entire apartment?”

I leaned into her, nose brushing against hers. “I’d fill the whole building if that’s what you wanted.”

She smiled and then tilted her head slightly fluttering her eyes closed. She was so close I could feel her breath against my lips. I closed the space between us, melding our mouths together, softly at first like I was testing to see how she would react to me. Her lips were so soft as they moved against mine. She tasted like cotton candy. So sweet and full of sugar. Her hands wrapped around the back of my neck, nails scraping against my scalp. Her teeth bit down on my bottom lip and my cock surged. My hips thrust up against her, feeling her body flush against my front and her back bumped against the door, rattling its hinges.

Her mouth opened for me, teasing the seam of my lips with her tongue. My hips kept moving up into her and I groaned, needing more.

“Get a room!” A voice scolded from behind us. We broke apart and saw an older woman glaring at us from across the hall.

She slammed her door, and Stella and I both looked at each other, bursting out laughing. The red lipstick she’d been wearing was smeared and her dark eyes were glistening with mischief.