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“Then we can park here and walk the main strip to see what is open.”
“That’s fine. I really have lost all my privileges to complain after that day we just had. I’ll clock back in tomorrow and make sure to give you a hard time. For now, I’ll keep my mouth shut.”
“Please don’t. I like you better when you’re just a little pissed off.”
“What? Why?”
“You get that fluttery thing going with your eyes. I swear I see flames in there. And you purse your lips. It’s really sexy.”
“So this whole time you’ve been trying to make me mad so I look like a sexy crazy person?”
“Yes.” He put the car in park and turned toward her. “Does that make you mad?” Smiling, he reached over and brushed some of the dust off her cheek. “You make a very sexy paleontologist as well.”
“Are you just going to keep calling me sexy?” she asked, licking her lips seductively. “Or are you going to do something about it?” She hadn’t planned this call to action, but there was just too much tension to hold back. Too much longing. She was throbbing with desire.
Nick didn’t say another word. He’d been waiting for this moment. She could see it in his eyes. Too much of a gentleman to be presumptuous, but when the invitation finally came, he wouldn’t miss his chance.
Cutting the distance between them in one second flat, Nick was leaning over the center console, his hand in her hair. He tugged her gently toward him as he parted her lips with his. The moan she let out was a mix of relief and pleasure, and it made her self-conscious. There was no hiding how badly she wanted him, not after that sound. So instead of blushing with embarrassment and pulling away, she grabbed the front of his shirt and yanked him closer. Her nails grazed his skin. His hand slid up her shirt.
They were like teenagers, frantic and making the most of the front seat of the car as if it were their only option. They were adults. They could check into a hotel. Have an actual bed. But there was an urgency to this. The worry that if they stopped long enough to find another spot, they’d second guess what they were doing. She knew she would. And that was the last thing she wanted right now.
The dark parking lot was quiet. There were no other cars. Could they do this? Could they really do this right here? Her mind spun with the anxiety she rarely was able to keep at bay. But the moment his hand tugged her breast free of her bra, the only thing her mind could handle was the pinch of pleasure.
Gone was the worry. The self-conscience blur of doubt evaporated. She wanted him. Right now. In this car.
“Back seat,” she breathed between their passionate kisses.
“We could go to—” he began, but she cut him off with a bite to his lip.
“Now,” she ordered, and he clutched her breast tighter with the anticipation of pleasure.
“Now,” he agreed as he let her go, and she crawled between the two seats to the back. He opened the door, and even the brief flash of the overhead light made her question if this was the right thing. The doubt was trying to win, and she needed him on top of her to quiet the worry.
Nick was quick to oblige her unspoken request. She’d slid out of her shorts, and he was unbuckling his belt as he kneeled over her. When his lips crashed back onto hers, she yanked at his shirt until it slid over his head. She wanted her nails on his back. She wanted to claw at him as he brought her to ecstasy.
Kicking her head back as he slid his finger inside her hot wet core, she moaned again. His thumb caressed her pleasure spot, and she knew it would take hardly any touch at all to bring her to climax.
“Nick,” she gasped as he again pulled the cup of her bra away, this time his mouth flicking and sucking her erect nipple. Her breasts were voluminous, and the way they moved and bounced seemed to make his excitement intensify.
“You are a fucking goddess,” he breathed out between the flickers of his tongue.
“Don’t stop,” she pleaded as the repetition of his thumb rubbing intensely against her spot had her panting. “I want you. Nick, take me. Take me.”
He freed himself from his pants, and she glanced down at his firm excitement. There was no doubting his desire for her. Nick moved her waist skillfully and positioned himself above her.
“You want—” he began, and she grabbed his neck to pull him down closer.
“Take me,” she begged urgently.
With a thrust and a moan of pleasure, he entered her. But this was not just some transition for his gratification now. Nick was not lost in the back-and-forth motion of his own ecstasy. He was still centered on her pleasure. Her breasts were still his to devour, and his other hand worked her over, exploring every inch of her. All her spots. Rubbing and caressing them at the perfect rhythm to bring her to the edge.
When her breath gave her away, when it was so rapid and desperate, he must have known she was ready. He thrust harder, licked faster, and rubbed at the pace of her gasping. And with the explosion of a million rockets, she broke open for him.
It was loud. Rather she was loud. Yelling his name. Panting her pleasure. And the louder she was, the faster he thrust, grunted, and then finally clutched her tightly as he finished in his own burst of indulgence.
“Fuck,” she gasped as his arms shook, and he steadied himself above her. “That was—”
“How do you even—” She brushed back her hair and cupped his face. “Where did you learn that?”
