Chapter 157 Suck on Her

Chapter 157 Suck on Her

The kiss came fast and hard, full of raw possessiveness and the frustration that Miles had stirred up earlier.

Dennis forced her lips open with his tongue and pushed straight in, sucking hard on the tip of her tongue.

His breathing was heavy and scorching hot.

"Mmm…" Stella could barely breathe. Her hands instinctively pressed against his chest.

But Dennis gave her no room to pull back. One hand cupped the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

His other hand slid up along her waist and quickly undid the top two buttons of her shirt.

His rough palm slipped inside and closed around her full breast.

Stella's body shuddered hard, and a wave of heat shot straight up her spine.

Dennis's fingers had faint calluses. He kneaded her with just the right pressure, his thumb deliberately brushing over the most sensitive spot.

Her breathing fell apart instantly. Her legs went weak beneath her.

Her hands, which had been pushing against his chest, were now gripping his shirt collar tightly.

The temperature in the car climbed fast. The only sounds were their tangled breathing and the wet noise of lips and tongues.

Dennis moved his kisses down from her mouth to her chin, then her neck.

He opened his mouth and sucked hard on her collarbone, leaving a red mark on her pale skin.

His hand was still moving under her shirt, getting bolder.

Stella was burning all over. A small piece of her mind finally came back.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Jared sitting right beside them, playing with his toy.

Her heart lurched.

She pushed hard against Dennis's shoulder, turned her head away, gasping, and pulled back from his lips.

"Dennis… stop." Stella's voice came out soft as water, with a trace of panic. "Jared is right there."

Dennis stopped kissing her, but his hand stayed inside her shirt and didn't move.

He lifted his head. His eyes were dark and burning with desire, almost frightening.

He looked at her flushed cheeks and the way her chest rose and fell with each unsteady breath. His throat moved in a hard swallow.

He leaned close to her ear, bit down lightly on her earlobe, and spoke in a low, rough voice.

"So you mean…" Dennis paused on purpose, his warm breath spilling across her neck. "As long as the kid isn't around, it's fine?"

Stella's face went completely red, all the way to the tips of her ears.

She bit her lip and couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye.

Dennis let out a low laugh that sent a buzz straight through her chest.

He didn't pull his hand out. Instead, he pulled her closer, his arm tightening around her through her clothes.

He raised his head and called out loud toward the partition in front.

"Driver, speed it up. Get us home as fast as you can."

The car surged forward on the highway. The force of it pushed Stella right back into Dennis's arms.

Dennis lowered his head and pressed his lips to the corner of her mouth, his voice carrying a raw, undisguised edge.

"Once we're home, where exactly do you think you're going to hide?"

The car flew down the highway. The momentum kept Stella pressed tight against Dennis's chest.

His hand was still inside her shirt, his palm burning hot, kneading her full breast with firm pressure.

Stella's breathing was all over the place. Every breath felt like there wasn't enough air in the car. She bit her lower lip and didn't dare make a sound.

Jared was right there beside them. The boy had noise-canceling headphones on and was completely focused on his toy, but Stella was still a nervous wreck.

Dennis pressed his lips to her collarbone and gently bit down.

He could feel how tense she was. Instead of backing off, he pushed further. His thumb found the most sensitive spot and rubbed across it with purpose.

Stella's whole body jerked. Her hands gripped his shoulders tightly.

"Don't…" she whispered, pushing against his chest. "We're almost home."

Dennis lifted his head and looked at her flushed face and glassy eyes.

He knew he couldn't take it all the way in the car, so he pulled his hand out and slowly, one by one, did up the buttons on her shirt.

His movements were unhurried. His eyes were full of open, undisguised want.

"I'll deal with you when we get home," he murmured against her ear.

The car finally stopped in front of the house. Stella felt like she'd been let out of a trap. She pushed the door open and stepped out immediately.

The cool night air hit her face and brought the heat in her cheeks down a little. She walked around to the back seat and lifted Jared out.

Inside the house, Stella immediately took Jared over to the rug in the living room.

"Jared, let's test your mechanical car, okay?" She made her voice bright and enthusiastic on purpose.

Jared nodded happily, set the car on the floor, and hit the switch.

Dennis came in and tossed his jacket onto the couch.

He loosened his tie and undid the top two buttons of his shirt.

He didn't go near them. Instead, he walked to the bar, poured himself a glass of ice water, and leaned there watching Stella.

Stella had her back to him, but she could feel that burning stare sitting on her the whole time.

She felt uneasy.

What had happened in the car was too intense, too out of control. Right now, she just wanted something to do with her hands, anything to take her mind off it.

She held up the instruction sheet and talked through the gear placement with Jared in a focused, serious way.

She pretended to be busy. Too busy to turn around and look at Dennis even once.

She told herself firmly: Do not make eye contact with him right now. If she did, there was no way tonight would end cleanly.

Dennis took a sip of ice water, a small smile on his lips.

He watched her deliberately straightened back and knew she was hiding from him.

That was fine. He had all the patience in the world. She wasn't going anywhere.

After a little over an hour, Jared finally yawned and rubbed his eyes.

"Let's get you in the bath." Stella stood up right away and walked Jared to the bathroom.

She bathed him, got him into his soft pajamas, and carried him to bed.

She picked up a storybook and sat on the edge of the bed to read to him.

She usually reads for half an hour. Tonight, she stretched it to over an hour, until Jared was completely asleep and breathing steadily.

Stella closed the book and let out a quiet breath.

She slipped out of the children's room and eased the door shut behind her.

The hallway was dim.

She had barely turned around when a strong arm reached out and pulled her in by the waist.

Stella startled. Before she could make a sound, she was drawn into a broad chest.

Dennis pressed her back against the wall.

He'd just gotten out of the shower. He had on a loose pair of black lounge pants and nothing else on top.

His chest and abs were still dotted with water that hadn't been toweled off, and he smelled clean, like body wash.

"All done?" Dennis leaned down, his nose nearly touching hers.

"Yeah…" Stella's heart started pounding.

"My turn now."