His Little Editor (Ellis PH book 1)

Chapter 3

“Aweeeeee cute, you told your friends about me. Oh, you guys can call me Charlie, everyone does,” I say looking to sawyer, “except you, it's still Charlotte for you.” Smirking I slide into the booth next to Jax who was tall dark and covered in tattoos. Clearly of mixed decent he had green eyes and beautiful skin the color of tanned leather. Much like Sawyer he was tall and built. “So, what brings you guys out tonight? on the prowl for some new members to join your s*x cult?”

Sawyer slides in next to me, caging me in, and ignoring my comment. “Just celebrating” comes from one of the guys, while the others laugh. I wouldn’t know which because I couldn’t take my eyes off of the way Sawyers shoulders move as he pours the Scotch for his friends.

 He hands each of us a glass and we all cheers. We Fall into a comfortable conversation with most of the jokes aimed at Sawyer and his control freak tendencies.By the end of the night Sawyer had his hand resting high on my thigh that was peeking out from the slit in my skirt. He was paying attention to whomever was talking the whole night, not looking at me otherwise. I couldn’t Help myself, my eyes never moved away from him. He looked delicious and I wanted to taste him, feel his hands all over my body. His face was lit with laughter, but every time our eyes did met, I saw the fire in them. He was intoxicating, and I couldn’t get enough. 

Grabbing Sawyers arm I move his jacket to look at his watch. Noticing its way passed 11, “Well, as much as I enjoyed your company boys, I have to go. I have work tomorrow, and Mama needs her beauty sleep. Shawn are you staying or coming with?”

“I’m going to stay. Dec here will make sure I get home safe, right Dec?” Shawn responds. I’m not shocked he has his arm around her, and she's nestled into his side. Shawn has always had a thing for her fellow Irish, and it seems Declan is no different with his red hair and freckles. His hazel green eyes were gorgeous, and he was tall and lanky. I mean he was nice looking but Sawyer, Jax and Luke were more my speed.

 I push Sawyer out of the booth so I can get up and leave. I take less than two steps before I feel Sawyer fall in line with me. He catches my hand easily and interlock our fingers, continuing to walk. I don’t even need to look back at him to know he’s grinning at me, happy I let him hold my hand. I just keep walking through the bar and pull him out the doors with me. 

I drive to work every day, but on Wednesdays. I took an uber this morning, so I call one to take me home. I watch the cars speed by still holding Sawyers' hand. I'm not paying much attention till Sawyer steps in front of me.

 He lets go of my hand and brings his up to the back of my neck angling my face towards his. Our eyes meet and almost like a battle of wills, neither of us look away. I bite my lip and watch as his eyes fall to my lips. He moves closer, to the point where I could feel all of the hard muscles under his suit and his breath on my face. Mine catches in my throat as he leans his face towards me. My gaze flickers down to his lips following his lead. I know what’s going to come next, I'm hungry for what's about to happen. 

Except I don’t know because instead of initiating a kiss like I want, and think he's going to do, that fucker leans in close to my ear chuckling. “I thought you couldn’t be bought with alcohol?” he murmurs. his lips brushing my ear with every word. Sawyer leans back a little bit and meets my gaze.

“Oh, shut up,” was out of my mouth before I could stop it and I grabbed his open suit jacket and pulled him into me. our lips finally meet, and I moan. They were soft, and warm, Comfortable but in a dangerous and hungry way. His arm wraps around my back and pulls me so we’re press together lips to thighs. I melt into him even more and can now I feel EVERY solid inch. 

His tongue darts out of his mouth and traces my bottom lip asking for more. I whimper and allow him access. Meanwhile I wrap my arms around his neck and he deepens the kiss to a dangerous level. I think I might combust with His hunger igniting a flame within me. My hands drop to feel every rippling inch of his back, grasping and trying to pull him closer. I give into his mouth while his tongue explores me in a subtle but dominant way. I yield to him and lets him take whatever he wants. 

As he starts to pull back, and I can hear the rumble of his voice telling me, “I’ve wanted to do that since you bumped into me earlier. And let me tell you, damn was it worth the wait.” Deciding I’m not done yet because of his words, I pull him back to me before he gets too far. I bite his bottom lip in a move that always works and let it go slowly. He groans and his lips slam back into mine for a hungry needy kiss. His hands roam all over my body, cupping my ass, brushing over my breasts, and my hardened n*****s, through my hair.

 I'm so hungry for him that I get excited now when I can feel his need pressing into me. He’s Hard and long against me. I can't feel just how long or thick he is, but I will. I want more than is acceptable to give someone on a busy San Francisco street, and just as I'm about to invite him back to my place I get a call.

            The vibration of my phone is the thing that snaps us out of our daze. Groaning I pull back and Sawyer adjusts himself slightly in his pants. I check to see I have 3 missed calls from an unknown number, I quickly call them back. I immediately turn bright red because my uber driver snaps, “Stop sucking face with that man and get in my car so we can go. I’m trying to make money here,” And then hangs up without me saying a thing.

            “Do you want to come home with me?” I look at Sawyer hopeful. He bites his lip and his hand finds its way to rub the back of his neck. He looks sheepishly at me, and I know he heard what the uber driver said. I notice his pupils have grown and the green in his eyes seems to be darker than before. I can tell he wants me as much as I want him.   

 “Oh, thank the lord, I was worried there for a second that you were going to leave me here. Babe I want nothing more than to go home with you and make you scream my name multiple times as I slide in and out of your wet tight heat,” he winks and walks towards the car waiting at the curb. His words turn me on more and I know if he slid his large hand up the thigh slit of my tight pencil skirt to check. He would be satisfied to find my panties soaked through. He could already tell from my now hard n*****s pointing visibly through my shirt without needing to slide his hand there. 

Still slightly stunned by his words I follow and get into the car through the door he had opened for me with him following closely behind. Sitting beside me Sawyer places his hand back on my thigh like he did at the bar. His pinkie rubs gentle circles just under the edge of my skirt. He moves the palm of his hand up through the slit only stopping when his pinkie is a mere centimeter from my hot center. I gasp and look at his smirking face when it finally meets my panties. He bends down and kisses my lips and then my neck before turning and facing the front. He signals for the driver to go but continues to rest his hand high on my thigh moving his pinkie slowly against my core, keeping my fire smoldering hot.

            “So that was quite the show back there you two. Do you make it a habit of eating each other’s faces in public?” The man in the front seat laughs and shakes his head as he confirms the location and pulls out into traffic. 

            It takes 15 minutes to get to my Flat above the Golden Finch tattoo shop, and Sawyers pinkie never once stops brushing against my core. He gets out and extends his hand for me helping me out of the car in a chivalrous way. Kind of like he didn’t just have his other hand up my skirt. When our hands meet, I instantly feel the electricity I get every time he touches me run up my arm again. The feeling increases the already heavy s****l tension in the air. Sawyer rests his hand on my lower back and follows me into the plain white marble lobby and up the two flights of stairs to my Apartment.