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Chapter 12
Walker Abbott was apparently the type of man who kept condoms in the glove compartment of his truck. Laid out on the back seat of her car with her panties already somewhere underneath one of the seats, Aja realized the only thing she felt about this was relief. She didn’t even have condoms at home. If he hadn’t been prepared, they would have had to stop at the drugstore before going back to her place, because they definitely couldn’t go to Ms. May’s place. She was desperate for him, but not desperate enough to let his grandmother listen to her screaming out his name as she came.
If they even got that far—who knew if the moment would still be there? If given time, they might have come to their senses and realized that what they were doing wasn’t a great idea.
She also knew how she felt though. Knew that it wasn’t butterflies she felt in her belly when she was with him, but calm, quiet contentment. Knew that it felt incredible when he smiled at her. Knew that she’d met him only a few weeks ago, but she would sure as hell miss him when he was gone. And he would be gone. If there was only one thing that he had made clear, it was how he couldn’t wait to put Greenbelt behind him. Which meant he would eventually be putting her behind him. Soon all she would have left of him were her memories.
That was why, bad decision or no, she was going to sleep with him. So long as he was ready, willing, and able to have her, she was going to let him. And she was going to enjoy the hell out of it, every single time they did it. So that when it was all over, when he was back to his life in Charleston, and she was still here in Greenbelt, alone in the quiet of her apartment, fingers frantic as she rubbed herself off, her fantasies could be based on more than just an imaginary version of him.
When he opened her car door, she looked up at him, trying to convey every bit of thirst and eagerness she felt for him, for what they were about to do.
“You’re so beautiful,” he breathed, climbing in over her and shutting the door behind him.
Her car wasn’t very large. Aja was fat and Walker was tall and that made the back seat seem even smaller. She maneuvered her thighs so he could rest between them. It helped them utilize the space they had a little better, but it still wasn’t ideal. Their limbs were compacted and bent at awkward angles, their bodies pressed together a little too tightly to be completely erotic. They probably would have had a better go of it in his truck, in the bed or on the bench. But it was too late for that, and she feared that if they had any more delays, this thing might never happen.
“Walker, can you sit up for a minute?” He gave her a questioning look but did as she asked, folding his body into the seat as if sitting there properly.
She sat up, standing as much as she could and reaching around the front for the little lever under the driver’s side, pulling it and pushing the seat up at the same time. Walker caught on quickly, doing as she’d done with the other seat until they had more room.
Now that the stars were hidden, all she had was the distant glow of the streetlights to see him by. His handsome face was shadowed, but she could make out the hard bridge of his nose and pink of his lips. He was gorgeous, and the only thing she wanted was to have him inside of her.
She started with his tongue. Beginning with brushing her lips against his. Feeling playful and daring, she teased him with a flick of her tongue, making him growl and draw her closer until they were kissing in earnest. If what she’d been desiring was a back seat make-out session, this would have satisfied her. But that wasn’t enough to remember him by. Slowly and with great reluctance, she pulled back. Licking the taste of his mouth from her own.
“I want to ride you,” she told him. “Is that OK?
He groaned, head thrown back against the seat. “I honestly can’t think of anything I’d like more in the world right now.”
She shuddered. “Me either.”
He leaned against the seat, widening his thighs. “Go on then, take what you want from me, Peaches.”
She didn’t waste time trying to get them naked. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to see him, or have him see her, it just wasn’t the priority. The thing that mattered most right then was having him inside her, and if they had to stay fully dressed to make that happen quicker, she was willing to make the sacrifice.
Aja stroked over the hardness behind his jeans, rubbing and petting until Walker raised his hips in a silent plea for her to take him out. She worked his zipper down slowly, pushing his boxer briefs low enough so she could reach inside. He was hot as she wrapped her hand around him, and even hotter as she pulled him out.
She had the condom on him in a stroke. But instead of straddling him in the traditional way, she turned with her back to him, throwing her right leg over his. She did it so fast that she didn’t get a chance to see the surprise on his face, but his hotly muttered curse clued her in that he was very much unopposed to the position.
Hopefully it would be easier this way. Not only on a logistical level, but from an emotional standpoint too. If she could focus on the feelings and sensations of the sex without having to look at his face, it might make things easier for her when it was all over. Plus, she’d always wanted to try it this way.
Walker’s hands immediately went to her ass, raising her dress up over it and hissing once she was revealed.
“God, this ass.” His tone was almost dreamlike. “I’ve spent a lot of time thinkin’ about this ass.”
“Does it live up to the hype?” Her confidence seemed to come out of nowhere, but she refused to question it.
“It’s better,” he said. “So much fucking better. Can you lean forward? I want to see more of you.”
Aja did as he asked, moving until her forearms were resting on the center console and she could feel a slight draft on her center. She knew that he was just looking at her, staring at where she was hungriest for him. It was a heady feeling. It made her feel free and powerful—and so, so hot.
She immediately clenched around his length when he finally slid inside her, shivering at the feeling of being stretched so wide by something real for the first time in a long time.
It was her job to move the rest of the way, moving her ass back until he was in her to the hilt.
“Oh fuck,” Walker muttered. “Oh my fucking God.”
She kept silent but smiled, that powerful feeling swelling in her chest. Riding him in this position was easier than she’d thought. Having her upper body leaned forward gave her more leverage to bounce her ass in his lap without getting tired.
Their breath and bodies made the car hot, and she didn’t take the time to open her eyes and look, but she would have bet the windows were fogged. She was also positive that the car was rocking—even if only a little bit—with the force of their fucking. Should she have been embarrassed? Probably. Was she? Absolutely not. She was too caught up in the way his dick curved to her so perfectly to care about anything else.
