The Do Over (26 page)

"I love it when you get jealous. I love it almost as much as your long sentimental list of things you love about me. Are you always this sappy? Don't get me wrong. I love it. I'm just not used to this hearts-and-flowers type of thing."

Her words felt like a sucker punch. "Baby, you're killing my confidence here. First, you totally shoot down my serenade, and now, you're making fun of my deep profession of love." I had to remember she was used to assholes. I was about to say an asshole thing, but I held back because I wasn't one. Instead, I just shook my head. "No, I am not always this sappy. Before you, I don't think anyone would've ever accused me of being sappy or hearts and flowers. And what the hell is that anyway? Hearts and flowers?"

She covered her face with her hands. "I'm awful. You're wonderful, and I'm giving you a hard time. I'm sorry. There's just a part of me that's being ridiculous, thinking that this wonderful, overflowing abundance of love fest will end once we get home. I'm acting out. I give you full permission to punish me."

"I don't know what I have to do to prove to you that I'm sincere, but I'll do it. If it means spanking you, baby, I'm all for that, too."

This was clearly a Kodak moment because her eyes nearly popped out of her head. I thought mine were about to when she got the sexiest smile I'd ever seen before. Then, she licked her lips.
Hot damn.

"Do you want to spank me?" she asked in a frisky voice.

I pictured her blindfolded and stretched out on my bed with her hands tied above her head. My dick was on alert and ready for action. We had another thirty minutes before we'd get to my place. I glanced at the clock on the dashboard. It was nine-thirty. Although we both had to be up early tomorrow, there was no way she was going home tonight.

"I've seen some of those books you read. Have you ever wanted to try some of those things?" I asked as I glanced at her.

She sat there, frozen.

"Baby, you're speechless," I said.

"Of course I'm not speechless. I, um…just, um…I wasn't expecting you to, um…suggest that. I don't know. I've never thought about it."

"You can't sit here and tell me that you've read those books, and you've never thought about it once."

She tilted her head up and shook it softly. She steadied her eyes on me. "Yes, I've thought about it. I'm not interested in all that kinky-fuckery stuff, but I don't know. Maybe?"

Oh yeah, she'd thought about it, and she was thinking about it now.

She shifted in her seat and changed the subject. "I want you to sing to me."

"When I hear the right song, I will, and you'll like it."

"We'll see about that, Mr. Confidence." She flirted.

I loved playful Dani. I was adding that to my list.

When we reached Florida City, I pulled in to refuel. Getting back into the car, I checked my messages and found that I had a text from Chris.

Chris: Way to go, dude. Heard you took care of the condition.

I had no idea what he was talking about. "Chris is whacked," I said to Dani.

Liam: WTF?

Chris: LMAO.

Liam: Are you drunk?

Chris: ROTFLMAO.

I just shook my head.

"Really? What did he say?" she asked.

"Something about me taking care of a condition. This better not be his way of telling me that he's crashing at my place."

She pulled out her phone and immediately started texting. She couldn't have been texting about me because her brow was furrowed, and her lips were pressed tightly together as her fingers tapped feverishly over her screen.

"Baby, are you okay? You went from playful Dani to scary Dani."

She looked over at me, fuming.

"What's the matter? What happened?" I asked, concerned.

"I'm killing Macy. Can you help me dispose of the body? We can dump her in the Everglades. Maybe chop her up into small pieces and feed her to the alligators."

"No one's killing anyone. You aren't homicidal. Right?" I paused, trying to lighten the moment. "What happened?"

Then, it dawned on me. Apparently, I was slow. My mind and dick were still thinking about tying Dani up. I hadn't made the connection.
Chris…condition…Macy…Dani pissed off.

"This has something to do with that condition Macy was jabbering about last weekend. Do I need to beat someone up for you?"

Her jaw was clenched as she shook her head. "I can't believe Macy. The woman seriously has a problem with respecting my privacy. She needs to learn to shut up. I'm just not going to tell her anything anymore." She turned and looked out the window.

"Nope, that's not going to happen," I said, reaching for her hand.

She turned to me. "What's not going to happen?"

"You're not shutting down into your head and not letting me in. What's this condition thing? Why are you so upset about it?"

"Liam, please don't make me talk about it," she said with pleading eyes. "I promise that I'll smile. That should make everything just right." She faked a smile.

"The smile only works when it's real," I said. I lifted her hand and kissed the back of it, grazing my lips over her knuckles. "You can tell me anything."

"You've seen me naked—"

"Yes, I have, and you have a gorgeous body." I rested our hands on her thigh.

I thought about her body stretched out under me.
Hmmm, a blindfold and her wiggling when I touched her.
Yeah, I'd seen her naked, and I wanted to see more of that sexy, tight body.

"Don't interrupt me when I'm trying to say something that I don't want to say," she said.

I just nodded my head in agreement. She was being feisty, and it was sexy.
Do I have any rope at home? Maybe I can tie her up tonight.
Damn, my dick was getting hard. I had to shift in my seat.

"You know that my ex and I broke up about a couple years ago." She rolled her eyes and let go of my hand.

I was brought out of my fantasy as she reminded of that motherfucker.

"Well, I haven't really dated since then. It was no more than a date or two. I'm not Macy. I don't screw anything that walks. So, it had been a while." She huffed. "Macy branded me a re-virgin, and she said that was a condition that needed to be taken care of
immediately
. There you have it." She threw her hands in the air and then crossed them in front of her.

I knew she was pissed off at Macy. We needed to have a little talk about not discussing our sex life with her friends. Still, I couldn't help myself. I kept thinking about the things I wanted to do to her.

"Does that make me…your first?" Tilting my head toward her, I winked.

She smacked me and laughed. "You've got a one-track mind. I suppose, according to Macy's reasoning, you're my first, and there's no one else I would've wanted to be my first."

"I feel honored and privileged to be your first." I kissed her hand. "And your last."

When we pulled into my parking space, I looked over at Dani. I didn't want our weekend to end just yet. It was still too soon. I got out of the car, walked around, and opened her door. As she got out, I caged her in and placed my hands on her hips. Leaning into my hold, she brought her hands up to my chest, laying them over my beating heart.

"Hmmm, Lieutenant Lucas, you're not letting me get out of the car?" she asked, biting her lower lip.

"This car has so many good memories," I said, brushing my lips against hers.

"Yes, it does."

She wrapped her arms around me and laid her head against my chest. I was sure she could feel my heart racing.

I tucked her hair behind her ears and caressed her face with my hand. I grazed my lips over hers. "Stay with me tonight."

"I want to, but—"

I didn't let her finish her thought as my tongue toyed with her lower lip. "Stay with me."

She opened her mouth for me.

As I led her to my apartment, I pulled back just enough from her to unlock the door.

"Are you going to let me sleep? You know I have patients tomorrow," she protested.

As we entered my apartment, her mouth was on mine as her hands worked on untucking my shirt.

"I'll make sure you sleep really well," I assured her.

I started to undress her, leaving a trail of clothes on the floor. She had nothing on but her bra and thong.

"I doubt that," she said, pushing slightly back. "I don't want to leave, but—"

"But nothing. Stay with me."

As I lifted her up, she wrapped her legs around me. When I smacked her ass, I was sure it left a slight sting. She gasped, her eyes lit up, and her smile made my heart skip a beat. As I walked her to my room, she cupped my face with her hands while her lips teased my mouth. I was hungry for the taste of her lips and for her tongue to be in my mouth. When I leaned in, she pulled her mouth back.

"Tell me you love me," she panted.

"I love you, baby."

Then, I possessed her mouth. I laid her on my bed under me. I held her hands over her head as I began kissing her arms. She writhed under my touch, arching her back. I nipped the shell of her ear as I trailed my hands gently down her arms. Resting them over her breasts, my fingers flicked and kneaded her nipples. She let out a soft moan, and my dick throbbed at the sound of her. My pants were too tight. I pressed myself against her, trying to find some relief. I needed to be inside her.

"Liam, I need you…please…" she mumbled. Her eyes were closed, and her hips were begging for attention.

Slowly, I brought my lips down her neck and traced chin, then following a path to her pebbled nipple. My hand swept over her stomach, and I ran my fingers under the seam of her thong as I shimmied it down her legs. As her body quivered, my dick pulsed and begged for her. At that moment, I was pretty confident that Dani, my dick, and I loved each other in the correct proportions. We needed each other.

Leaning over toward my nightstand, I opened the drawer with one hand while the other slid down between her legs. "Baby, I love how turned on you are." I pulled out a condom.

She propped herself up on her elbows and watched as I ripped open the condom with my teeth.

"Give me that. I want to put it on you," she said with a seductive grin. She sat up and pulled down my boxers. She looked up at me with hooded eyes, biting her lower lip, as she began to slowly unroll the condom over my dick. She grabbed me with both hands and gently squeezed.

I could barely keep it together. "Baby, that feels so good."

She started inching back as she spread her legs for me. "Show me how much you love me," she mumbled between short breaths.

I pressed my dick against her, and then I fucking slid right in.
Shit, she feels amazing.
She was so hot and wet. "I love ya…baby…oh god, you feel so good."

We started moving together, deep and steady at first. She was wrapped so tight around me.

"You feel like a glove made just for me. You're perfect."

"Fast and hard, Liam. I want you fast and hard."

Picking up the pace, I thrust my dick inside of her, fast and hard. The sounds she was making were driving me fucking insane.
Shit.
My dick was throbbing, and I could feel her contracting.

I moaned. "Come for me. That's it, baby."

Her body started to tremble as she whimpered. I couldn't stop. Her nails dug into my back. She arched into me and threw her head back. I lost it and came, calling out her name and maybe a profanity, too.
Fuck.
She felt amazing.

I kissed her mouth and collapsed next to her. My face nuzzled into her neck. I rolled over as we tried to catch our breaths. I laced my fingers around hers and held her hand before I cleaned up.

I pulled on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt and jogged down to my car to get the bags we'd left in the back. When I came back upstairs, I locked the door behind me. I tossed my keys on the counter and walked into my room. She was nestled nicely under my covers. I sat next to her on the bed, running my fingers through her hair. She purred.

"Baby, I have drills tomorrow, so I have to leave early, but I want you to sleep in. I'm going to leave the key here on the nightstand."

"Okay, where do you want me to put it after I leave?" she asked groggily.

"I want you to leave it on your keychain. I want you to have it."

She shifted and sat up as though I had thrown a bucket of cold water on her. "Liam, what? This is too fast."

"Stop complicating things. It's just a key. I'm putting it on your keychain."

I kissed her lips, and she lay back down. I crawled under the covers and held her as we both fell asleep.