Hot as Puck(33)

And then she reaches down to caress the bulge in my jeans through the strained fabric, and for a moment I go blind with wanting her.

“Upstairs,” I order against her lips. “Now. And the second we’re through the door I want your clothes off, Libby.”

“Filthy and bossy,” she says, her words turning to a gasp as I cup her pussy possessively, rubbing the heel of my hand against her clit.

“Yes, I am bossy, but you like it. I can tell.” I rest my forehead against hers as I continue to tease her through her pants, making her breath come faster. “And you’re going to like it even more as soon as I get you out of these clothes. I fucking promise you that, Libs. So, what are you going to do as soon as we get to my place, beautiful?”

“I’m going to take off my clothes.” She pulses into my hand with a moan.

“And what else are you going to do?”

“Whatever you tell me to do,” she says, sending another bolt of need straight to my already aching balls. “Within reason.”

“Good girl,” I say, feeling pretty sure I can make her forget about reason. If I can’t, I don’t deserve to be the man at the helm of her sex education.

But I know I do. And I know I can. All I need is time, four walls, and a lock I can turn to make sure Libby and I aren’t disturbed until I’ve shown her how much she’s been missing.

We hurry out of the car, forgetting the pizza in the back seat in our dash for the elevator. I sprint back for it—we’re going to need sustenance to keep our energy up for coming our brains out—and rejoin Libby as the elevator dings open and we make out all the way up to the twelfth floor. I’ve got a beautiful woman in one arm and a pizza balanced on the other, and I’m positive this is going to be one of the best evenings I’ve had in a while.

Near the end, Sylvia and I were fighting so often that I haven’t had a hot, uncomplicated screw in longer than I would like to admit. And there is something so fucking sexy about Libby right now.

I don’t know if it’s her relative inexperience that has me so turned on—there’s little I enjoy more than teaching someone I love a pastime I love—or her curvy little body, or something chemical that’s flipped a switch in my brain, but I’m out of my goddamned mind with lust. I’m so focused on getting Libby inside and under me that at first I don’t understand why she grinds to a halt beside me outside the elevator.

“What’s—”

“Get down,” she hisses, pulling me down to the ground behind the potted plants that frame the elevator door. “Laura’s down the hall!”

I curse, breath rushing out as I realize my mistake. “She’s coming over to watch movies. I totally fucking forgot.”

“How could you forget?” Libby whispers, eyes wide as she watches her sister sashay toward my front door. “Keeping Laura in the dark is at least two of the rules! Your rules, I remind you.”

“Sorry. I was distracted by your lips and your breasts and all the other sexy parts of you I’m going to get my mouth on as soon as we get rid of your sister. We’ll tell her you’re helping me with a crochet project and pick out something insanely hard. In ten minutes she’ll be so bored, she’ll show herself out.”

Libby shakes her head. “No way, Justin. We can’t show up together like this. Laura will know something’s up the second she looks at my face.”

“No, she won’t.” I sigh again as Libby shoots me a look that encourages me to get fucking real. “Okay, fine. You’re right. You look like you can’t wait to get me naked and lick me up and down like an ice cream cone.”

Her lips quirk. “I was thinking a lollipop, but you’re on the right track. Which means I have to make a break for it, and you have to stay here and keep Laura from getting suspicious.”

“No way. We’ll just head over to your place.” I reach up, pressing the down button on the elevator. “I’ll call and make my excuses to Laura on the way.”

“You can’t cancel. You know how she is. If you cancel, she’ll take it personally and you’ll have to spend a month trying to get back in her good graces.”

“I’m okay with that.” I jab the down button again.

“Well, I’m not.” Her lips are set in a firm line that makes it clear she’s well and truly made up her mind. “I don’t want whatever we’re doing to interfere with your relationship with my sister. I’m calling a car to take me home. All the parts of me that you want to get your mouth on will still be here tomorrow night.”