I nodded but tried to press down on his hand as he made me melt into a puddle of desire. He shifted his hand away, knowing what I wanted from him. My mouth dropped open and he pointed to my seat. He was silently telling me to sit down and get buckled.
“Bastard,” I grumbled.
He barked a laugh. “I love it when my girl gets testy.”
“I hate it when my guy is a teasing prick. We’ll see if you get any when we get back.”
That only served to make him laugh even harder. “Oh, just try and deny me, Kat. You’ll pay for it.” His words only amped up my already needy body. This was exactly the domineering side that I liked, despite it pissing me off. He brushed my hair away from my shoulder. “So beautiful when you’re mad. I love you.”
Those last three words made me feel all mushy and I was certain I wouldn’t ever tire of hearing them. He put the car in drive and we pulled back onto the highway. Hopefully he got us home quickly — I had a feeling I would be ripping his clothes off the moment we got indoors.
When we got back into Port O’Connor, we ended up going to The Hole so I could drop off my stuff and check on the bar to make sure everyone survived alright without me. Getting out of the car, Timber gathered my bag and met me at the entrance. I didn’t even give him time to put a hand on the door before I jumped into his arms, causing him to drop my bag so he could catch me. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and pressed my mouth down onto him, desperate to taste him again. His hands slid underneath my butt and held me close as he opened his mouth and kissed the ever-loving daylights out of me. My tongue plunged into him as I licked and tasted him. I’d grown to crave the sweetness of his mouth. He pressed my back up against the heavy wood door and ground his already hard cock into me. I moaned at the sensation.
“How long were you planning that little attack?” He grinned against my lips.
“Since you left me hanging on the side of the road,” I mumbled. “Please don’t make me wait any longer. I need you.”
His ice blue eyes danced with desire and happiness at my comment. “That was the plan, baby.” He took a step back so he could open the door. He propped it open with his foot, and bent down to grab my bag that he’d dropped. I tipped down with him, giggling and hanging on for dear life. I refused to let him set me down. When he stood back up to full height, he swatted me on my butt. “Good God, you’re heavy, woman.”
“Oh, shut up and get me inside so I can get you naked.”
He sighed and stepped inside. “I knew you only wanted me for my body.”
“Yeah, pretty much.”
This was the easy, fun, lighter side of Timber that I’d seen throughout the weekend. I was pleased to see that he felt comfortable enough to bring it back with us. As the door shut behind us, we both stopped the bantering and turned to face the sound of the stereo that was blasting through the bar. What on earth? I glanced around the open space and we both tensed when we heard giggling coming from behind the bar. I heard Timber snicker and I looked up at him. He set me down on my feet. We both made our way over to where the sound was coming from. I recognized that deeper voice that traveled to my ears. Oh my gosh. No way!
Timber slammed his fist down onto the solid wood. All sound and movement ceased from the other side. I covered my mouth to stifle my laugh that was bubbling up. Beaver’s head popped up, and he was wearing a smug, self-satisfied grin.
“Hey guys, have a good trip?”
Timber chuckled. “Yeah, we enjoyed it.”
“You are so busted, Mel. And you better be dressed. I don’t need Timber to get an eyeful,” I stated casually.
Her head came up in the same fashion as Beaver’s. Mel’s hair was completely disheveled and her eyeliner was smudged under one of her eyes. “I’m dressed… for the most part.”
I groaned. “Seriously, you two? You have homes you can go mess around in, why do you keep doing this in the bar?”
“Element of surprise?” Beaver made it a question, and Timber snorted.
“You’re hoping to get caught?”
“No, but the thought is there. Makes it hotter, Kat. Try it sometime.”
Now I was the one snorting. Mel came around to the side where we were standing and perched herself on a stool. She was readjusting her bra and her button on her jeans was still undone. I cleared my throat and tipped my head down to point it out to her. She let out a cheery “oops” and fixed it.
Beaver stood and leaned against the bar. “So really, did y’all have a good trip?”
I looked at Timber and blushed slightly. I could tell he was reading my mind. “It was definitely a good time.”