She hunkered down into her seat saying nothing..
“Olivia,” I growled, forcing her to admit the truth.
“Fine. But you were also really arrogant and loud that day, too.”
“Yeah, but you were still hot for me. The problem is we both knew this—” I ran my finger in the space between us “—wasn’t going to be easy. So it was easier to be snarky with one another.”
“Some more than others,” she charged.
“Fine. I’ll own that. The point is everything is different now. I’m not your enemy anymore. I’m the guy who’s got your back. Okay?”
That shut her up. As if she had to process what I said. I got it. It was strange. We’d been combatants for so long it was hard to change course. But we’d also gone from two people not sleeping with each other to two people who could fuck like rabbits. That course had been ridiculously easy to change.
She bit her bottom lip. “So we’re still doing that? Having sex?”
I glanced at her, incredulous. “Uh, you came pretty damn hard for me over the phone, Liv. So yeah, I would say we’re still doing that.”
“I didn’t know if—” She looked away. “But nothing is going to happen at camp?”
“No,” I said firmly. “It can’t.” That was for her sake. Not mine.
“Then you really brought me up here to discuss design ideas?”
“Yes,” I snapped. Sort of. I knew I couldn’t touch her, but I could see her. I could talk to her. She wasn’t a voice on the other side of the phone. She was here in my truck and I could smell her shampoo. If I wanted to, I could reach over and take her hand.
I could see a soft smile play on her lips. “You’re really going to let me work with you?”
“Yes.”
“Have you ever done that before?”
I snorted. “Hell, no. And I’ve got no guarantees how this will work.” At least in that I was being honest. “I had the thought that another set of eyes wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. As I’ve told you before, I respect your opinion.”
“Noah?”
“What?”
“Before we get to town can you pull the truck over?”
“Why?”
“Because before we start our no-touching-in-front-of-the-guys rule, I would really, really like to kiss you.”
I smiled at that. “See, Olivia, see how reasonable I can be.”
* * *
Olivia
The truck console made it hard to maneuver but it didn’t matter how awkwardly we were turned or how our hands had to reach out for each other. Mine were gripping his shoulders, his were in my hair tilting my head so he could kiss me deeper and harder than he had been.
Our mouths were molded to each other, his tongue was stroking mine in a slow, wet fuck. I wanted to breathe him inside me, but he was totally in control of this kiss.
Being kissed by Noah Aikens, like he wanted to consume you, was an event every woman should experience. Only not every woman was going to experience it. Just me right now because he was all mine.
“Fuck, Olivia, your mouth,” he muttered as he lifted his head only so he could look at me. See my puffy lips, determine from what angle he wanted to ravish me again.
“You can fuck my mouth if you want to,” I said brashly.
