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She looks at me then, her face an open show of emotion so pure it takes my breath away. And when she leans over to kiss me, the touch of her lips is sweet and soft. A total contrast to the burning desire raging inside of me.

I can’t believe how lucky I am. Not just for finding Emily after all these years, but that she’s just as happy to have found me, too.

I let her set the pace, only because I don’t trust myself to hold back. She parts her lips and our tongues meet, each slowly taking the other. I can’t think of a time in my life when a kiss made me feel so much, all at once.

After a moment, I pull away and take a much needed breath. “It’ll be dark soon. We should go home.” My voice is so low and thick; it instantly betrays my intentions. But I don’t care. I want her to know.

A deep flush brightens her smooth cheeks as she dips her head, a soft smile teasing at those luscious lips. It only makes me want her more. The pulsing in my cock grows urgent, straining for some release.

“No,” she whispers, and leans closer to me. “I don’t want to go home.”

The sweet lilac scent in her hair drives me wild, and when I feel pressure on my crotch, my hips rise up to meet it all on their own. I place my hand over hers, guiding her steady touch as she rubs me up through my jeans.

A strangled moan wrenches out from deep inside my throat. The harsh fabric is too much of a prison. I need to feel her touch.

I move to undo my buttons, but before I can do anything else, her slender fingers slip beneath the waist of my boxers. I let out a shaky breath of relief mixed with pleasure as she liberates my cock. Her soft, cool skin feels so good against the maddening heat trapped down there.

Burying my fingers in the hair on the back of her head, I pull her in for another kiss.

This time there’s nothing gentle about the way our mouths meet. It’s unbridled hunger that drives us. More than a decade of pent-up lust is finally set free in a dance of innermost desires we once thought were forbidden.

I can feel her want for me is just as strong. The way she arches toward me, her breasts beckoning for my touch.

Her motions are steady, but I can tell she doesn’t have much experience in this department. My heart wants to explode when I think about how openly she offered up her innocence to me last night. And yet, for all that innocence, she has no problem brazenly expressing her needs.

It’s so fucking hot.

What’s even hotter is her need for me. A primal yearning that I reciprocate, from the blood burning in my veins to the pounding heart in my chest.

I want her.

Once again, I lower my hand to hers and this time I squeeze down over her grip. She takes the subtle instructions well and tightens her hold on my throbbing cock. With every stroke, her touch unravels me a little more.

Oh, God, it’s getting harder and harder to hold back.

Breathless, we break apart, but neither of us are ready for any kind of distance. I hold onto her to make her stay, her forehead pressed against mine, panting breath hot and sensuous on my mouth.

“Emily.” The feel of her name on my lips in this moment is like its own kind of ecstasy. “I need you.”

I lunge for her mouth, but she pulls away and pushes me back into my seat. For a moment, my heart drops at the possibility that she’s calling an end to our tryst, but then she bends down over me.

Emily’s mouth is deliciously warm and wet as she takes me in, pushing me further down into sweet oblivion. As the last of the sun disappears behind the edge of the world, she is taking me closer and closer to the edge of mine.

I glide my hand under her shirt, ghosting it up along her delicate middle until I find her breast. Her nipple is sensuously taut beneath the flimsy fabric of her lace bra. I take it between my fingers and squeeze. Her entire body tenses up under my touch, telling me she’s enjoying this as much as I am.

She comes up for air and teases my tip, circling it with her tongue before plunging back down again. This time I can’t hold back the moan that’s been caged up inside me. Emily echoes it back to me with my cock deep in her throat. The sensation reverberates through the length of my shaft and into my balls. Millions of blinding white lights burst behind my eyelids.

Emily lifts her head and takes my mouth with hers. She’s utterly insatiable.

“Come with me,” she says, her voice like dripping honey.

She moves so nimbly between the two front seats that by the time I catch up to what’s happening, she’s already in the back. Her fingers work with urgency as she unbuttons her jeans.

My tongue comes out to wet my lips as I watch them peel back to reveal her bare legs.

“God, you’re gorgeous.”

Her legs go on for mile after flawless mile, from the cute dimple beside each ankle to the sensual, freckled flesh of her thighs. I wait for Emily to get to her shirt next and watch in heated anticipation for the decadent mounds I know are hiding there.

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