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Somehow, I managed to drive the car without getting us in an accident, every part of me humming and attuned to Ronan beside me. I pulled onto the overlook that was off the main road and killed the headlights. The valley unrolled a dark carpet of forest under a half moon and a sky full of stars.
We enjoyed the view for all of ten seconds and then reached for each other, crashing together hard. We kissed in heated, desperate need, our han
ds greedy. But after the third time I whacked my elbow on the steering wheel, I pulled away.
“Back seat,” I said, hearing my own intention in my voice and not caring. I could have sex with Ronan in a car, I reasoned. That didn’t mean we were serious. It meant we couldn’t keep our hands off each other, that’s all. That was allowed.
We climbed out of the front and into the back, where I lay along the bench seat behind the driver’s side, pulling him down with me.
“Wait.” Ronan shook out of his fleece-lined denim jacket and tucked it behind my head like a pillow.
Dammit.
He was too good. Too considerate, while I was trying to keep this meaningless car sex. I gripped his T-shirt and kissed him roughly. He lay over me again, his body wondrously heavy and hard. His hand slid under my shirt, then down, along my left thigh, pushing my skirt up.
“You want to stop, we stop,” he said, his voice tight.
I shook my head. “I don’t want to stop.”
The fire of his kiss nearly undid me. When Ronan had permission, he took it. He was going to take me, and I was more than ready to surrender. To give him whatever he wanted. It wasn’t like me; this loss of control felt wild and reckless and exactly what I wanted.
Ronan thrust my legs apart, his hand sliding along the dampness of my underwear.
I whimpered, my own hands fumbling weakly over his hair, his broad back, down the slope of muscle between his shoulder blades. Then around the front, to the huge bulge in his jeans.
Jesus, he’s going to break me in half.
Ronan kissed me hard, his tongue invading my mouth while two of his fingers slipped past my underwear, sinking inside me. My back arched at the fire that licked up my spine, pressing myself into him. His mouth moved to my throat while his fingers stroked and rubbed in perfect synchronicity.
He continued his way down my body until he knelt awkwardly, half on the seat, half on the floor. He pulled my panties off and tossed them aside. In the dimness, his silvery eyes glanced up at me, checking in. I nodded, breath held, waiting for his touch. When it came, I cried out, my back bowing, my hands scrabbling to hold onto something as Ronan’s tongue found my clit. He latched on, and my entire body tensed, my awareness compressing and flowing to where his mouth met my skin. Ronan grunted and put his hand on my right thigh, opening me wider, as wide as possible in the cramped space. He went after me like he couldn’t get enough of me.
I came hard and fast, my cries filling the interior of the Buick.
“You like doing that, don’t you?” I asked, panting.
“I could do that all night.”
“Come here.” I gripped his shoulders and pulled him up to me, kissing him and tasting myself on his lips.
“That’s you,” he growled. “So good. So fucking good…”
“God…” I managed and then he kissed me the same way he’d gone at me—relentless—while my hands grappled with the button and zipper on his jeans. I couldn’t free him fast enough and when I did, I gasped.
I’d only seen one other dick in the flesh, but I knew in that instant that Ronan wasn’t like other guys. He was…
Magnificent.
I wrapped one hand around the huge, hard length of him. He closed his hand over mine, and we stroked him together—our eyes locked, our bodies rising and falling in a rhythm, our breaths coming in the same hard gasps.
“Shiloh,” he said, eyes dark, voice rough. “I need to be inside you.”
God, the raw simplicity of his want nearly made me come again.
“Condom,” I said. I took the pill religiously and wanted nothing more than to feel Ronan and let him feel all of me, but I took no chances.
He retrieved a condom from his wallet and rolled it down. My heart pounded in my chest, my breath coming short. Ronan hesitated, mistaking my need for nerves or fear.
“I’m not a virgin,” I told him and was glad that I wasn’t. Not only because Ronan was so damn huge but because I needed to remind myself this wasn’t special. It was fucking in the backseat of a car. Nothing romantic or monumental about it.
