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His eyes practically smoldered. “Pull over?”
“Yes, do you think we should?” She nodded, her fingers sliding up and over his rock hard bicep. “Maybe we could go somewhere more...private?”
Justin didn’t say a word. His jaw tightened and he flicked the signal, crossing lanes until he was in the far right one and finally pulling off at the next exit.
Anticipation curled through her and she let her hand drop. As if he didn’t want to break the connection he reached over, resting his hand on her thigh and his touch fairly burned through the thin fabric of her skirt.
She glanced out the window, saw they were in a mostly industrial part of town and she wondered where he was taking them. His fingers curled, drawing up the fabric of her skirt and she held her breath, waiting for his next move.
He didn’t disappoint. Keeping his eyes on the road, he pulled her skirt to mid-thigh and then dived beneath it, sure fingers meeting bare skin. She trembled, her breathing shaky and she watched his fingers move beneath the black fabric.
“Spread your legs.” His voice was rough, a command that brooked no argument and she did as he wanted, her back slumping against the seat.
Stephanie waited, pressing her lips together when his fingers brushed against the front of her panties and his ragged groan was unmistakable.
“What color?”
“What?” Confusion fogged her brain. She was so totally focused on his touch, his fingers playing with the elastic leg band of her panties.
“Your panties. What color are they?”
“Oh.” She swallowed, tried to think. “They’re white lace.”
He groaned again, his fingers now sliding beneath the thin fabric and touching her. Threading through her damp curls, those sure fingers slid down until they brushed her swollen clit.
She closed her eyes briefly, her right hand clutching the inside door handle and she spread her legs further, a silent invitation for him to continue.
Stephanie marveled at his composure, how he continued driving while touching her so intimately. The streets were essentially abandoned, the inside of the car quiet but for their mingled ragged breathing and the juicy sounds of his fingers searching her pussy.
“You’re always so wet.” He sounded amazed, his expression tight, eyes focused on the street, fingers focused on her pleasure.
She was wet only for him. She couldn’t answer, could only enjoy his touch, the way his thumb brushed her clit, his index finger sliding inside her. She was so close, it wouldn’t take much for him to bring her to climax and she moaned, lifting her hips and sending him deeper.
“We gotta find a hotel.” He sounded determined, just the tiniest bit desperate and she felt a whole lot of desperate. She hung on the edge, her body so close to taking that plunge and when he flicked her clit, his thumb pressing deep she shattered.
Crying out his name, she bucked against his hand, her pussy clenching rhythmically, her entire body trembling with her release. His hand stilled though stayed in place, riding out her orgasm until she slumped against the seat, her body sweaty and sated.
“That was beautiful.” He removed his hand from her and turned right, a sigh of relief escaping him. “Thank Christ. I think that’s a hotel.”
She blinked once, twice, the building up ahead coming into focus and she wrinkled her nose. The place looked old, a little sleazy and the “t” on the neon sign was out so it only read “Ho el.”
Yes, that was about right. She felt a little bit like a ho after coming in his car with a couple of flicks of his fingers.
Justin pulled up in front of the building, his eyes meeting hers in the dim red light that shone from the overhead sign. “We don’t have to do this.”
The man had just made her come like no other in about two minutes flat while driving for God’s sake. They were definitely going to do this.
“I want to.”
His nostrils flared and his eyes darkened with banked heat. “You don’t want dinner?”
“I’m not hungry for food.” The unsaid said it all.
Undoing his seat belt, he leaned forward and bruised her mouth with a hungry kiss that stole her breath. Then he was gone, exiting the car in a whirlwind and at her door, opening it for her.
She stepped out on wobbly legs, thankful he was there to keep her upright. He slammed the door, hit the keyless remote to lock it and grabbed her hand, leading her up to the entrance of the hotel.
“Do you think your car is safe out here?” She couldn’t believe they were able to find a parking spot directly in front of the building. The neighborhood looked old, quiet since business hours were far past and she didn’t want his pretty and rare car getting stolen.
