Chapter Eight

Marcus and I made our way to the parking garage. He moved to the passenger side, and I slipped in the driver’s side. Closing the door as he loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top button of his collared shirt.

There was just something about being alone with him and the way he let down his guard in moments like these that made me want him more.

I put the key in the ignition and the engine of our SUV rumbled to life. Moving my hand, I shifted out of park and into reverse. Before shifting into drive and navigating us up the twist and turns that would take us onto the street.

The sun painted the sky behind the buildings bright shades of oranges and lavenders. I thought about how that sun would feel against my hide as I moved through the clouds. Feeling the bite of the cool breeze, the warm caress of the heat as it fed into my dragon.

“We’ll be home soon.” Marcus said, his hand moving to my thigh, giving it a squeeze.

“What will we do when we get there?” I asked, giving him a half smile before biting my lower lip as I looked over at him with a slow blink.

“Keep it up and we won’t make it home.”

His voice was low and husky, my cock already half hard at the thought of him taking me in the car. Even after all of our years together, I craved him like a drug. I wanted to fall to my knees before him, to worship him like a god.

To fill his cock, grow hard in my mouth as I sucked on his flesh. Feel his fingers as they wove into my hair as he thrust himself deeper. I moaned low in the back of my throat, trying to fight down the desire.

“Louis,” he growled and my lips twitched into a smile.

“Yes, my love?”

“One.” He said, licking his lower lip before sinking his teeth into the soft flesh. With a shiver, I looked back towards the road.

“How many will I get tonight?”

“Warnings, swats, or orgasms?” He asked as he unbuttoned the cuffs to his shirt. Rolling up the stark white material with long fingers that I yearned to feel on my body.

“I get to choose?”

“Only if you’re good.” He smirked and my breath came in a short pant as I lowered my hand to my lap, adjusting my growing erection.

“It could be strokes?”

“Wouldn’t be a punishment if you wanted it, now would it?” His lips twitched into a grin as he moved his hand to my thigh again, higher than before. So close to where I wanted him. No, I needed him to touch me.

“I always want it.” I said, squirming in my seat as his finger grazed my cock. Need pulsed through me, making my heart beat faster and my mouth grow dry.

“Louis, focus on the road.” He growled, his fingers digging into my thigh muscle.

Letting out a groan, I gripped the steering wheel tighter. Pressing the gas pedal down.

“Ah ah,” he chided as his hand moved up higher, “Mind your speed, good things come to those who wait.”

I bit my lower lip, pressing my shoulders into the back of the seat as I shifted my hips. I wanted to come, I’d wanted that since this morning. He knew that though, that I could feel his need through our bond. He was right, it was always better when he pulled me back from the edge.

“Marcus.” There were so many things that I wanted to say to him.

“Louis?” He asked as he raised an eyebrow.

“I’ve been on edge all day, thinking about you. About her.”

“How much do you think you can handle?” His brows knit together as he pulled his hand back the mood shifting.

“Show me mercy.”

He nodded his head, leaning back in his seat, and I moved my hand back to my lap, trying to get my body back under control.

“I’ll give you everything you need, if you need mercy. We don’t have to play tonight.”

“I didn’t say I didn’t want to play.” His lips quirked into a smile at my words, “I just don’t think I can handle as much as normal. I’m a bit more on edge than usual.”

“I know, the feel of you has been driving me crazy all afternoon.”

His words made me shiver, and I was glad we were almost home. I could see our home over the tree line, well the mountain that our home was tucked into.

Marcus moved, resting his elbow against the door as he brought his hand up. Scratching the slight stubble on his chin.

I didn’t know how he did it, every little thing he did was sexy. He rested his finger against his lip as his hooded eyes met mine. Hunger clear in their dark depths. “The road, Louis.”

Sucking in a breath, I looked back at the road as he chuckled.

I had a feeling we weren’t going to make it very far. My need for him was great. His desire creeped through the bond and my toes curled at the sensual touch.