CHAPTER 170

Lincoln

I pull out my wallet and toss a few bills on the table. I take her hand and pull her up. “Let’s get out of here,” I say with a soft smile.

She laughs, grabs the small black box, and we walk out. I want her at home, in my bed, and crying out my name.

“It really is beautiful,” she repeats in the truck.

“I wanted something you would wear with all your crazy clothes.”

“You love my crazy clothes,” she says with a laugh.

“I love you naked more.”

Her hand goes to the bulge in my pants and she runs her fingers over the material. I should have asked her at home so we didn’t have the long drive to find privacy. I groan in surprise when Shelby unhooks her seat belt and unzips my pants. I start to say no, but she moves over me too quickly and the last word I’ll ever say when her mouth is on my dick is “No.” I concentrate on driving. It’s not easy.

“Can you handle this, big boy?” Her hot breath hits my cock before her warm tongue slides around the head again.

“Not fucking easily, but I’ll