Chapter 187: Fuck The Shirt
Jules’ pov
I heaved a long sigh of relief as Blaze drove through an enormous looking gate. I had grown a little tense because at one point, it felt like a shoe was yet to drop tonight, like we might end up walking right into a trap or start to get followed.
But somehow, that didn’t seem to be the case tonight at all and I was really relieved about that because all I could honestly think about or focus on was the fact that I wanted to get an orgasm.
After sucking Blaze off and doing a very great job at that, I had gotten so turned on during that act and had remained turned on throughout the rest of the ride. Knowing Blaze could tell that I was turned on this whole time wasn’t helping matters for me, it was only making me grow more aroused.
"We’re here." Blaze’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts and I let out a huff of breath and tried to focus on the present. I glanced out the window and my eyes landed on a large building that was so tall, I almost couldn’t believe it was that tall.
"We’re at a penthouse." Blaze announced like he read my mind and I let out an awed sound.
"A penthouse? It looks so pretty." I breathed out and Blaze hummed before reaching for a bag containing a bottle of wine which he accepted from the restaurant before we left.
He got his door open and stepped out and then he walked around to tug my door open. I felt my heart flutter against the walls of my chest as I bit on my bottom lip and accepted his outstretched hand. His large hand swallowed my smaller one up as he helped me out of the car, and then he placed his elbow against the top of the car, trapping me against the car and staring down at me.
"Gonna fuck you against my car one day." He hummed out as his hand slid around my cheek, thumb grazing my bottom lip.