She giggled. “I’ll take that into consideration.”
I interjected, “But, it won’t be necessary.”
We waved my realtor off before I walked her over to her car, and I managed to get her door open before she dipped down inside. I backed away as she slid the keys into the ignition, anxious for tonight to come around.
But, when she turned her car over, nothing happened. I furrowed my brow as she tried cranking her car again, but it did the same thing. She did it again and again until she sighed and stepped out of her car.
“Maybe the alternator’s sticking. Do you have an umbrella or some sort of long stick in your truck somewhere?” Luna asked.
I walked around to the bed of my truck. “I’ve got a pipe around here somewhere that I use for the same reason. Pop the hood of your car, and we’ll figure it out.”
I laid my hands on that pipe just as she propped up the hood, and I lowered the pipe down to where the alternator was. I knocked against the metal object softly, hoping to dislodge it so Luna could at least get herself home. But, the engine still wouldn’t turn over. Not even trying to jump her car with my truck’s battery worked.
“Seriously?” she whispered.
“Luna, let me give you a ride home.”
She sighed. “I appreciate that, but that still doesn’t solve my problem. That’s the only car I’ve got, other than my father’s truck. And I can’t take that from him.”
I opened my passenger-side door. “Just let me get you home, and we can figure out the kinks later, okay? We can discuss that over dinner as well. Maybe I can talk to the company and see about getting you a company vehicle.”
She looked up at me. “You’d do that for me?”
I shrugged. “It wouldn’t be the first time we have issued someone a company car, so I don’t see why not.”
She climbed into my truck. “Thank you so much.”
“You’re more than welcome. I’ll make sure you’re taken care of.”
By the time we got back to her apartment, it was damn near dinner time anyway. I parked my truck in the dimly lit parking lot and looked over at Luna, who seemed to be deep in thought. And without thinking, I placed my hand over hers to try to comfort her, which pulled her gaze over to mine.
“We’re going to figure this out, okay? I’ll have your car towed this evening to the nearest garage so it’s not sitting out there waiting for someone to come across it.”
She sighed. “I can’t thank you enough. I’m so embarrassed.”
I squeezed her hand. “Don’t be embarrassed. Do you know how many times my truck has stranded me somewhere? It could be something as simple as the gas gauge being broken or something as serious as an engine issue. Either way, it happens to the best of us.”
She snickered. “Guess this is a ‘no’ on dinner, then.”
“I mean, we could order something in and talk. Do you need help unboxing boxes or anything like that?”
“Nah. Just clothes I have to put away.”
“Well, the offer for dinner still stands. We need to talk about these properties anyway. Might as well do it over food.”
Her eyes fell to our connection. “I suppose you could come up if you don’t mind chaotic messes.”
I chuckled. “I have two brothers. Chaotic messes are my life.”
Her giggle washed over me, and my heart beat rapidly in my chest. It was the most incredible sound on this planet, and when her eyes met mine, I saw her eyes slowly widening. The black of her pupils swallowed up the beautiful, crisp golden eyes she had, and my stomach turned itself into knots.
Just kiss her. You know you want to.
“Luna?”
“Yes?” she asked breathlessly.
“What would you like for dinner?”
And before I could even start tossing out options, her lips crashed against mine.
Answering my question with a need that stiffened my cock against my jeans.
8
Luna
Him. I wanted him for dinner. I’d wanted Bart since he first sat down at the table my father and I shared at the cookout months before with his button-front shirt and his jeans that clung much too tightly to his frame.
And dammit, I’d wanted him ever since he came knocking on my door, checking up on me after what happened at Pete’s Chicken.
His hand cupped my cheek and ran straight through my hair. I climbed across the seat, wanting nothing more than to be closer to him. He tasted of coffee and strawberries, an intoxicating meal I wanted more of. And as my tongue slid against the roof of his mouth, I felt his hand draw away from my hair before wrapping around my waist.
“Get over here,” he grunted.
In one fell swoop, I was in his lap, blocked in by the steering wheel. Straddling his pelvis as I felt his thick erection pressing through his jeans. His hands slid up my dress, cupping the backs of my legs as he showed me exactly how he wanted me to move.
And when my hands fell to his belt, he moved to help himself out of his jeans.
I kissed down his neck as he growled and groaned my name. The sound alone shot shivers of heat throughout my entire body, ravaging my very soul as my heart took flight. It had been so long since I’d been with a man. Years upon years of nothing but self-pleasure and dreams to keep me going during the lonely nights. But, as I stroked Bart’s thick dick, feeling his precum slicking his skin, his fingertips effortlessly slid my damp panties off to the side before I raised my hips and hovered over his cock.
“Luna.”
My eyes fluttered open, and I gazed into his darkened stare. “Yeah?”
“Are you sure this is something you want?”
What a hunk. “More than anything.”
His hands gripped my hips, and he dropped me down, sliding my wet walls against his girth. Moans poured from my lips as my forehead fell to his shoulder, allowing the electricity of his touch to take me under. I gasped as my hips bottomed out against his body, his thickness filling me so incredibly that it felt like the first time.
His fingertips dug into my skin, marking me even before I started moving.
I raised my head from his shoulder and found his stare again. His eyes, half-hooded in pleasure, sparked a need in my gut that was much too strong for my helpless desires. I rolled my hips, watching his eyes roll back as his hands moved me exactly how he wanted me. And as I swiveled my hips, his thumb dipped inside my panties, parting my pussy lips. There was no room to move, but somehow, he made it work.
“Oh, shit,” I hissed.
“There it is,” he growled.
I bucked harder against him. “Bart. Oh, God. Please.”
“That’s it, Luna. Take what you want. Own what you need.”
I whimpered, “Holy fuck.”
His thumb pressed against my clit as I ground against him, feeling his cock pulse against my walls. I bucked heatedly, bouncing his truck on its chassis as his free hand gripped my hair. He pulled back my hair and sank his teeth into my neck, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my veins.
And just like that, my body burst. “Bart!”
He grunted. “Shit, Luna. Yes. Milk that dick. Fuck, I’m so close. So close. Yes. Right there. Just—ugh.”