Chapter １４

When it came to the males I dated, I always felt the need to return the favor. Every time, even if I wasn't feeling it myself, we both made an effort to express our feelings for one other. The day, however, was quite different. I wasn't caressing his erection through his pants because I felt obligated to; I was doing it because it felt so damn good. My hands itched to get to know him better.

Jesus, he said. He urged me to proceed along his length by pumping his hips again, and then stopped moving. The mist from his vision cleared as he blinked, and his gaze settled onto me. "Drive off in your automobile right now."

I stiffened like a statue and almost yelled out in shock. “What?” Were they trying to evict me?

"I want to see it moved down the street," he replied hastily. For the last six months, the home at the end of the street has been sitting empty and on the market. There won't be anybody around to see you if you park beside the garage.