He lifted her and set her on the bar, pushing his hands up her thighs. “This is me asking.” He brushed his thumb between her legs, teasing her through her panties, and lowered his mouth to her neck.

A sigh left her lips. “Mm. I like the way you ask. Maybe I can be free for a ride Sunday, but we’ll have to see about sleeping arrangements. I might want to be in my own bed some nights.”

He bit her shoulder, just hard enough to earn a surprised sound. “Then I’ll be in your bed, too.”

She trailed her fingers down the center of his chest. “That’s very presumptive of you.”

“Damn right it is.” He pushed his thumbs into her panties, teasing her wetness with one, her clit with the other. Her eyes fluttered closed. “You got a problem with that?”

“No,” she panted out as he pushed two fingers into her tight heat. “Oh God.” She grabbed him by the shirt, looking nervously toward the door.

“It’s locked.”

“What if Dixie or Moon come back?”

“They won’t.”

He continued kissing her neck, earning one needy sigh after another.

She flattened her hand on his chest, pushing him back. “Wait. It’s my turn to make you feel good.”

She slid off the bar and took his hand, leading him behind it, and pushed him back against the bar. “That was too out in the open for me.” She worked the button on his jeans free.

Fuck. Yes.

Her eyes never left his as she tugged his jeans down his thighs, freeing his erection. Heat surged through him. She fisted his cock, licking her lips, and holy hell, he’d never wanted as desperately as he did right then. He grabbed her hair, tugging her into a rough, demanding kiss, craving the connection, the taste of her before she got a taste of him. She kissed him hungrily, stroking his cock as they feasted on each other’s mouths. He didn’t want to stop kissing her, but he’d fantasized about fucking her mouth for so long, he needed to do it before she made him come with her hand.

He tugged her hair, breaking their kiss. “I fucking love kissing you, but I need your mouth on me, baby.”

Her smile lit the fire in her eyes, and man, that tore at something deep inside him. He reclaimed her mouth, fierce and possessive, the way he wanted to fuck her mouth. Then he brushed his lips lightly over hers. “Once I’m in your mouth, baby, I’m not pulling out. You cool with that? And don’t worry, I’m clean. I always wrap it before I tap it.” Her eyes were so full of lust, he could taste it.

“You took all of me. I want all of you.”