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“Now you’re talking, Buster.”
Chapter Twenty-three
Katie waited in the front while Sean worked out how to get the seats out of the way.
“Should I find the manual?”
One knee on the floor, wedged between the driver’s seat and the bench in the back of the SUV, Sean threw her a grin that made her dizzy. “I’ll ffigure it out.”
By the time she’d checked the gas gauge—near full, thank goodness—and turned down the heat slightly, hoping it would save fuel, he had the seats stowed. She marveled at the little oasis of clean, flat carpet he’d created.
“I didn’t even know they made cars that did that.”
“Gotta love Japanese engineering.”
He handed up their luggage so she could pile it in the passenger seat. After unzipping his own bag, he unearthed a ribbon of condoms, then handed the duffel over.
“C-come here,” he said, beckoning with the crook of his finger. “I’ve got a c-couple of adolescent fantasies you’re gonna make come true.”
“Is that so?” She made her way into the back and assessed the space. Sean was on his knees. His head brushed the ceiling, and she couldn’t see any way the two of them could both lie down in such a small area, much less fit their bodies together. She was game to give it a try, though. “What fantasies are those?”
He offered her his hand, and she took it and knee-walked closer. Sean wrapped his arms around her and kissed her, hot and wet and oh, man, she just wanted to fall into his mouth and live there forever.
Something about his arms made her melty in the best possible way. He was so strong, and she couldn’t quite get over the fact that he wanted to be holding her. He wanted her close, wanted to touch her, wanted to claim her. She wasn’t accustomed to feeling wanted. She liked it so much, it kind of freaked her out.
“My number-two teenage fantasy was sex in a car,” he said, his gravelly voice in her ear as his hands found their way back inside her shirt and began inching it up her torso.
“Seriously?”
“Seriously. And I’ve never done it.”
“Why not?”
“Didn’t know any willing women at the time. Then when I d-did, I was a lot bigger, and the c-cars seemed a lot smaller.”
“It’s a fair point. I’m not sure how we’re going to make this work.”
“Lift your arms.”
She did, and he made her shirt disappear and eased her bra off. She shivered, crossing her hands over her bare chest. Even with the heat running, it was cool here in the back, the cold seeping through the windows on both sides and through the rear windshield. She and Sean were encased in a box of glass. With the dome light on, any passing car would get a good show.
“I think we’d better turn the light off.”
Sean took her hands and moved them out of his way, patiently but with enough force to make it clear he would brook no argument. “Sorry, Clark. The light’s p-part of my fantasy. Spread your knees wider.”
She started to tell him no, she wouldn’t spread her knees wider, not until he turned off the light, but he kissed her again, plunging his tongue into her mouth and using his own knee to open her legs. He leaned into her, pushing her down to her butt with his weight and then farther, until she was lying flat on her back and he was balanced over her, his cock heating up the cradle of her hips and making her achy.
“Want to hear my number-one teenage fantasy?” he asked with a dimpled grin.
“You’re kind of domineering,” she observed.
“Mmm. Want to hear it?”
“Sure. Enlighten me.”
“Sex with yuh-you.”
She shoved him, partly out of irritation and partly as a way to deny the pure, crystalline thrill he’d just given her. “Shut up.”
