Drake by Kris Michaels

Author:Kris Michaels [Michaels, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KMRW LLC
Published: 2018-10-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Drake slipped his foot into his boot. Jillian’s humming from the bathroom put a smile on his face. The woman was a hellcat in bed. They’d fucked in the shower, on the floor, against the window, on the bed, over the dresser, against the wall and she rode him while he sat in the excuse the hotel called a lounge chair. She was a bendy little thing, and he loved that she wanted to feel him. Some women he’d been with would complain he was too forceful, but not Jilly. She ticked every box he had or thought he had. Beautiful, fun, intelligent, sexy, wanton even, and fuck him standing, she liked to be spanked. His grin turned wicked. Naughty, naughty, Jilly.

She bounced out of the bathroom and smiled at him. “Ready?”

“I was ready a half hour ago.” He popped her on the ass as he walked by to get to the suitcases.

“Bull. I believe you had me bent over the vanity in the bathroom thirty minutes ago.” She swung her purse to her shoulder and lifted an eyebrow in challenge.

Drake scowled and looked at his watch. “You may be right.”

“I know I am.” She picked up the small tote she’d cleared out. They would put the faraday cage inside the innocuous looking piece of luggage and haul it with them on their drive back to South Dakota.

In between screwing each other’s brains out and eating the buffalo wings and egg rolls they’d ordered in, they plotted the path for their adventure using his phone and maps.

"I never would have combined wings and egg rolls." He popped the last half of an egg roll into his mouth and crunched it down.

"Something about the crunch and sweet and sour sauce that goes so well with the heat of the chicken." Jillian acknowledged as she licked her fingers, cleaning the fire sauce from a wing away. Drake followed the motion as she sucked her thumb into her mouth. His cock stirred against his jeans. He shook his head to clear it before he gazed over the mess strewn across the small coffee table. So far, they'd only succeeded in planning where they would stop tonight. He’d thought with their combined IQ’s that they’d be able to plot the way easily, but Jillian had a serious attention deficit disorder working. Every time he tried to get her to look at the map, she’d find a way to distract him. Not that he was complaining, because her distractions were sexy as hell, but the tenacious way she diverted the conversation from the next leg of their journey hinted that something was off. After they retrieved her work, they’d have plenty of time to talk.

The rental agency met them with a pickup van and drove them to the office where Drake dropped his credit card and rented the largest SUV on the lot. Was it overkill? Maybe, but after being crammed into Jillian’s nod toward economic and environmental salvation, he needed to once again exert his testosterone-fueled machismo.

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