~Austin's POV~
The ride home was blissful and quiet. I couldn't believe that Ryker had bought me my very own bakery. It was a dream of mine and he had done it for me like it was a piece of cake. Speaking of cake, We practically had a whole cake sitting here on my lap and I just got the dirtiest image in my head for when we got home.
I could tell that Ryker could smell my arousal in the small cabin of this car, as he was shifting in his seat like his pants were on fire. I slowly reached over and snaked my hand up his thigh, reaching ever so slightly for the growing bulge in his slacks. I heard him let out a quiet moan-like growl as my hand made contact with his thick length. The fabric of his slacks strained, barely keeping him but burst out of them.
"You are killing me, woman." His do
