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Both of my hands are on her ass as I pull her in close, letting her feel exactly what she’s doing to me. “What do you think?”
She reaches inside my jeans, her fingers brushing against my dick. “I think you should quit talking and start fucking, if you want this to happen.”
What the hell?
Realizing she means business, I stop talking and get down to it, just like she said. She helps me along, shoving my jeans down before she slips her hand into the front of my boxer briefs. Her fingers curl around my erect cock and she gives it a squeeze, nearly making my eyes cross.
I kiss her, fumbling with her jeans until I’ve got them shoved down far enough that it becomes incredibly awkward. She removes her hand from my boxers and takes care of them, discarding the jeans onto the floorboard of my car before she thrusts her face in mine once more. “Maybe we should take this to the back seat.”
“It’ll be uncomfortable,” I warn her.
“For you. I’ll be fine.” She smiles. “Fuck me in the car or let me go forever, Bennett.”
Damn, this girl. What is she saying? Let her go forever?
Fat-fucking chance of that ever happening.
“I’ll make it work.” I drop little kisses along her slender neck, her skin breaking out in tiny goosebumps. “I’d do just about anything to get inside you.”
She rises up, resting her hands on my chest, sitting right on top of my dick. Her hair is mussed and her eyes are heavy as she watches me, licking her upper lip. I watch her, completely entranced.
I’ve missed her so damn bad. More than I even wanted to admit to myself.
“Anything?” She raises her brows as she slides her hands under my hoodie once more, trailing her fingers along my stomach. “Would you get naked for me in the front seat of your car?”
I glance out the window, my heart racing. No one’s around at the moment. “Take it off,” I tell her, as I meet her gaze once more, waving at my sweatshirt.
She pushes the fabric up, revealing my abs. My chest. I lift my arms, and she tugs the hoodie up and over my head, taking my T-shirt along with it before she tosses both items toward the back seat, landing God knows where. Her gaze roves across my shoulders and chest, lingering on my abs. “You look more muscular.”
“I work out a lot more,” I tell her, distracted by the feel of her pussy pressed against my dick. Her panties are thin. Black. My fingers itch to slip inside and test her. See how wet she is.
I bet she’s fucking soaked.
“This is probably a mistake,” she murmurs, just before she leans over me, her mouth finding mine. She sucks on my lower lip, my dick growing harder with every pull of her mouth, I swear to God. “I shouldn’t fuck you. My friends say you don’t deserve me.”
The mistake remark hurts, more than I want to admit, even to myself, but I say nothing. Just bury my hands in her hair and pull her mouth closer to mine.
“But I’ve missed your hands on me, Eli,” she continues, a hiss leaving her when I remove my hands from her hair and grip her heart-shaped ass. “Oh God, I could probably come like this.”
I shift her back and forth across my cock, creating friction. She moves her hips, pressing downward as a gasp escapes her. Her thighs squeeze and I lift up at the same time I pull her downward.
We’re basically dry humping in the driver’s seat of my car. Someone could catch us at any second. I look out the window once more, realizing just how on display Ava is while I’m lying back in the seat and no one can really see me.
“Let’s take this back here,” I mutter, indicating to the back seat with my head.
She shakes her head, her hips still rolling. “Not—” her breathing hitches, “—yet.”
Oh fuck. She’s getting off on me. Like, actually getting off. I rest my hands on her hips and help her move, watching as she leans her head back, exposing her throat, her hands braced on my chest.
So hot.
“I’m—oh God.” A jolt seems to run straight through her and her body shakes, an agonized moan falling from her lips. I hold her tight against my erection, surprised she came so fast.
Can’t help but be a little impressed.
Ava lifts her head and opens her eyes, smiling lazily down at me. “I just came.”
“I know.”
