Loaded: A Bad Boy Romance by Roxie Noir Read Free Book Online

having a rough time thinking about much else.
    But I’ve still got a couple minutes before I have to do something. Besides, once she’s in that SUV, I’m never going to see Tessa again.
    If we’re gonna have some fun it needs to be now .
    “It’s good whiskey,” she says, looking up at me with a little smile on her face.
    “Take another sip,” I say, and dunk a finger in the glass.
    It’s barely out of the liquid when Tessa sucks it into her mouth and licks the whiskey off, her hot wet tongue swirling around my fingertip, her teeth barely clamping onto the first joint, just enough to remind me that she doesn’t have to let go.
    Now I’m rock hard.
    The second she lets my finger go, I bend down and crush my mouth against hers. I kiss her hard enough that her teeth catch just a little on my lip. I think maybe she’ll pull back but instead she leans into it, parting her lips against mine.
    I toss my glass onto the grass, not caring if it breaks.
    I taste whiskey as her tongue curls into my mouth. I meet it with my own, winding them together. Her body against mine is soft and warm and I run my hands down her back and cup the perfect twin globes of her ass beneath her dress.
    Tessa pulls away and bites my bottom lip, so I grab her ass even harder and lift her off the ground. She pulls her skirt up and wraps her legs around my waist and then I’m carrying her around the corner to a blank spot on the wall between two bougainvillea bushes.
    The heat between her legs is tight against my aching erection, and the friction only gets worse with every step.
    She makes a slight noise when her back hits the wall, but then her thighs squeeze my hips. I’m kissing her, my tongue in her mouth and hers in mine. She puts her arms around my neck and curls her fingers through my hair, pressing my face against hers.
    I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to.
    My hand starts at her knee and slides up the inside of her thigh, fingertips skimming over the soft, supple skin there until I find the place where her hip meets her thigh.
    Her hand tightens in my hair and she bites my lip, so I brush my thumb over her panties.
    Surprise, surprise: they’re soaking wet.
    I pull back from the kiss and move my thumb again. When I reach her clit she lets out a tiny gasp and closes her eyes.
    With her skirt up I can smell how aroused she is, and it only turns me on more.
    I want to take her, right now. I want to hold her up against this wall and watch her come under my fingers. I want to taste her. I want to fuck her and feel her cum around me.
    I want her to shout my name. My real one.
    That last thought makes my cock twitch, and for a moment, I’m afraid I’m going to come in my pants for the first time since I was thirteen.
    “We’re in public,” Tessa murmurs, her eyes still closed.
    “You’re right,” I say, and slide my thumb over her panty-covered clit again. “We should stop.”
    She makes that noise again and I slide my fingers under her panties, her slickness getting on my fingers.
    “Do you know how wet you are?” I ask.
    “Of course I do,” she murmurs back. “Do you know you’re hard as a rock and I’m hardly even touching you?”
    Touché.
    “Not yet,” I say, and I move my thumb to her clit, skin on skin.
    Tessa inhales sharply again, and then her tongue just barely flicks past her top lip. Her eyes are still closed. I don’t think she knows she’s doing it.
    Over to my left, there’s a brief glint of light. A car driving by.
    I realize that we’re not far from the parking lot. I don’t need to get Tessa out of the wedding and past the lobby and through the valet line. I just need to get her thirty feet to the left.
    If I can get her close to the SUV, pushing her in before she can scream is child’s play.
    She sighs, her lips parted, and I feel a little bad as I bite her earlobe, my thumb still caressing her. I push her panties aside and stop for a moment, sliding two fingers the length of her slit before pushing