Page 67 of The Penalty

There’s a long pause before she asks, “What are you really doing here, Tyler?”

“Can you take a break?”

“Depends on the reason.” She puts her hand on her hip.

I meet her gaze. “I couldn’t wait another minute to have you again.”

“You just had me this morning.”

“It wasn’t enough. It’s never going to be enough. You tell me to go kick rocks and I’ll go back home, or you can meet me in my truck in five minutes. Decision is yours.”

She scans my face almost like she thinks I might be joking, but when it comes to her, I can’t joke. I’ve gone months depriving myself of her, and now that I’ve had a taste, I can’t get enough.

“Ok. Give me five minutes.”

She turns and walks away. I try and leave the restaurant as inconspicuously as possible, hoping no one saw or read too much into that little interaction.

I wait in my truck in the back of the parking lot. I’m relieved when my door opens, and she hops up on my lap.

“I have fifteen minutes.”

We waste no time. I devour her mouth like I haven’t kissed her in ages. Our hands are everywhere. It’s messy and uncoordinated, but neither of us cares.

Getting her pants off is the hardest part, and she hits her head at least once on the roof. She almost kicks me in the nuts at one point, but we finally manage to get them off.

She unzips my pants, pulls my cock out, and lines herself up, sliding right on me. I wish I had time to eat her pussy. It’s one of my favorite things to do. The way she runs her hands through my hair and the little moans she makes get me harder than I ever thought possible.

She rides my cock while I kiss her neck and grab onto her ass.

“I wish I could see all of you right now,” I murmur into her neck. She kept her shirt on since anyone could look at the windows and see us.

“I wish I could see you, too,” she says.

Her hips roll against me as she moans. As much as I would love for her to ride me nice and slow, I know we’re on a time limit here, and I want us both to finish.

“Rub your clit, baby. You’re not going back to work until you come.”

Her hand slides between us as I piston myself up inside her.

“Tyler!” she calls as the windows fog over.

“That’s it, baby.”

She squeezes my dick as she comes. I don’t stop fucking her, not until I feel myself about to explode.

With one final thrust, I empty myself inside her, filling her up. Her body turns to Jell-O as she collapses on me to catch her breath.

“That was really hot,” she finally says.

“Yeah, it was.”

“I’ve always wondered what car sex would be like.” I can hear the smile in her voice.

“Well, I’m happy we could check that off your list.”

She checks her phone. “Shit, I’ve got three minutes.”

She scrambles off me and grabs her pants while I tuck myself back into my jeans.