“God, stop, Theo.” Her voice shook as we stood there grinding hard into each other. I knew I’d just need to tap her clit once and she’d go off like a rocket.

“You don’t like that idea then?” I said, all fake regretful. “I guess you won’t want to fuck my face like you did that night at the pool.”

“You know I do.” She sounded so pissed. Like everything she did with me was against her better judgement and she didn’t give a fuck. It only made me hotter for her.

“Maybe I’ll edge you until you beg me to let you come.” I whispered hotly. I was considering what the chances were of her biting my head off if I did put her over my shoulder, drove us out to the woods and ate her out in the back seat when Miss Susan cockblocked me.

Chapter Seventeen

Alba

Did I let Theo feel me up on the back of that Tesla? Yes, I did. Was I considering engaging in public acts that would likely get us arrested in the Lone Star State? Absolutely.

“There you are!” Thankfully Miss Susan was a yeller, and made her presence known while she was still far enough away that we could get ourselves together. After taking a couple of deep breaths and hoping my face didn’t reveal any evidence of what had almost unfolded in the poor woman’s driveway I turned around. Theo stood behind me, probably to hide the erection poking my back.

“I’m glad I caught you before you left,” she called, and I waved back as Theo wrapped a possessive arm around my waist while my spine arched into his touch of its own volition.

“You’re just taking advantage because I can’t knee you in the nuts in front of Miss Susan,” I muttered and felt the vibration of his smart-ass laugh. “The moment we’re in that car I’m giving you a piece of my mind, Theo Ganas,” I hissed, which totally backfired.

“The moment we get in that car I’m going to spread that bare pussy in the back seat and suck the life out of you.”

I never got to tell him how I was going to murder him in his sleep because Miss Susan reached us dressed to kill in what one could only call Texas Gym Chic “The Neon Edition.” There was so much spandex, fringe and rhinestones, my eyes watered a little, but somehow she pulled it off. She grinned as she lowered her eyes to where Theo’s arm was resting on my midriff.

“Oh good, you got some stuff,” she said wistfully. “I’m glad it’s going to someone who can use it. Most of it was my great-aunt June’s.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry for your loss,” I hurried to say, but Miss Susan waved me off and laughed.