“I’m bullshitting you.”
An uneasy smile touched Carin’s lips as she looked up at AJ, who had yet to join the conversation.
“Oh, you had me … that’s funny … I think,” she mumbled.
“Carin, why don’t you head inside. I’ll be in, in just a minute. I have a neighborhood matter to discuss with Jillian.”
“Oh, sure. Well, it was nice to meet you.”
Jillian winked. “You too, Carin with a C.”
AJ wasted no time before his face transformed into a scowl. The kind that could be molded into a villain’s mask for Halloween.
“Oh stop!” Jillian shook her head. “You’re such a killjoy. You have no idea how bad I want to wipe that ridiculous frown off your face, and don’t think I can’t.”
“You took my son on a date and then insulted mine.”
“Whoa! Insulted your date?”
“You insulted her intelligence with your ‘bullshitting.’”
Jillian reared her head back in laughter. “Oh my god! You are the only one who insulted her by eye-fucking me with her on your arm. If she were that intelligent, she’d be thumbing it home to get away from your cheating ass.”
AJ stepped closer, but Jillian would not be intimated by his size or growly demeanor. “A, I’m not with Carin so cheating is a non-issue and B, I wasn’t eye-fucking you.”
“You were … you still are.” Jillian tipped her chin up in defiance.
A sense of foreboding hung in the air as he squinted at her a split second before yanking her arm toward his garage door. He typed in a code and pulled her inside before pausing the door to send it back down. Jillian covered his hand that was clenched around her arm. As her heart began to race her fingernails began to breach the first few layers of his skin. Her eyes locked to his.
AJ clenched his teeth, his breath heavy, his intent clear. “Do it.”
The rest of Jillian’s body relaxed as just her hand curled with strength and complete control, drawing blood. AJ closed his eyes, opening them again when she relaxed her grip. They both stared at the micro pools of blood clotting at the surface. He grabbed the back of her head. Their lips collided with anger and raw need. Jillian ripped open his shirt, sending buttons scattering in every direction. She moaned, clawed, and ignited from his touch.
AJ grabbed her wrists and held them behind her back as he pushed his erection against her. Breathless, he broke from her angry kiss and rubbed his rough face against her cheek until his lips brushed her ear. “What do you need?” he whispered.
Short, quick puffs of breath escaped her parted lips as she wriggled her hands free from his. She pushed down on his shoulders. AJ lowered to his knees in front of her. Jillian fisted the material of her skirt over and over until it was gathered near her waist.
He looked up. She looked down. Their breaths were the only sound mingling with the sticky summer air. The tension in the garage could be felt like the crack of lighting and crash of thunder vibrating everywhere with the eerie descent of a mid-summer storm.
AJ curled his fingers around Jillian’s panties and slid them down her legs, keeping his eyes fixed to hers. He gripped the firm muscled tissue of her legs and pressed his lips to her. Jillian swallowed hard, flattened her hands to the drywall, then curled her fingers until a dusting of it began to collect under her fingernails. Her skirt fell over his head like a mechanic under the hood of a car. God, did she need to be serviced.
His tongue eased along the apex of her legs. Her head fell back against the wall with a soft thump, eyes closed, fingernails chiseling small divots in the wall. It was the closest she’d felt to Luke in months. His voice whispered in her head.
“You can touch anything … but me.”
As AJ teased her opening and massaged her clitoris with expertise, she bit her bottom lip until she tasted her own blood. Another coping mechanism that she’d given up, but once again needed. Jillian needed so much more, but she took what AJ gave her and knew that it would be enough … it had to be enough.
The pressure built with momentum. Jillian wanted to let go as much as she wanted to hold on. She tried to pull away as he pushed her closer to the edge, but her silent pleas to wait just a little longer went unheard. He slid his hands up the back of her legs and palmed her ass hard, holding her to him as she went tumbling out of control down the hill of a body-seizing, mind-blowing orgasm. The sound of AJ moaning against her sensitive flesh, like he was getting off from just the taste of her, echoed in her ears.