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“Your mom will be home any second.”
“Twenty-eight minutes. Now stop worrying. There are far more important things we could be doing.” My face hovered close to hers, and she let out a small breath.
“Oh, yeah?”
I pressed a kiss to her lips, guiding her away from the doorway and into my room. I pushed the door shut with one hand while the other remained on her jeans.
“You’re wearing too many clothes,” I said, tracing my mouth over her jaw and down the column of her neck as my hands dipped to the hem of her sweater.
“Evan.” She sighed, her hands digging into my back.
Slowly, I dragged the material up her body, only breaking away from the kiss to yank it over her head. My eyes traveled the length of her body and back up again, landing on her lacy black bra. Heat exploded in my stomach, a direct line to my dick. Becca was something else, and she was mine.
“I want you,” she purred, hands fumbling with my zipper, but I caught her wrist and held it there. “Not yet.”
Becca pouted, but she didn’t have time to protest as I pulled her down on the bed with me. We landed in a tangle of limbs, and I rolled her onto her back, hovering above her with my body pressed into hers at the perfect angle. “Hi.”
“Hi.” She grinned up at me. “How long do we have now?”
My eyes searched for the clock on my nightstand. “Twenty-three minutes.”
Becca groaned, her head falling back against the mattress. “I should go before we get caught doing something Ineverwant your mom to see.” She tried to push me away, but I held firm with a mischievous grin on my face.
“Not yet.”
“Evan, I really think…”
I pressed the heel of palm against the apex of her thighs. “You were saying?”
“Oh God.” Her breath hitched. “This is going to end nowhere good, for either of us.”
Leaning in, I captured her mouth. “This is going to end somewhere good for one of us.” My fingers found the buttons of her jeans and popped them open, pushing into her panties. Becca moaned, smashing her lips together. I ran my nose along her cheek and the underside of her jaw as I dipped a finger inside her. She clenched around me, her fist curling into the comforter.
“I haven’t stopped thinking about you in the back of my Impala, wrapped around my dick.” My voice was a low growl in her ear, drowned out by her ragged breaths. “You felt so good, Becca.” I curled my finger, rubbing.
“Oh God, don’t stop,” she begged, riding my hand, and I slipped another finger into her. Sliding them back and forth as I circled her center with my thumb.
“Eighteen minutes.” I smiled against her neck, running my tongue along her jaw. I wanted nothing more than to slide into her and feel her again, but Becca was right, we didn’t have time. So watching her fall apart around me was the second-best thing.
Her moans grew louder, and I kissed her hungrily, swallowing the sexy little sounds coming from her throat. My tongue plunged into her mouth in rhythm with my fingers. I knew she was close from the way her body tensed, fighting against me all while demanding more.
Drawing back, I watched as she shattered beneath me. Her eyes shuttered as she panted my name, clutching the comforter beside her. When her lids flickered back open, she smiled, her cheeks flushed.
“Ten minutes to spare.” I leaned in and kissed her. “Hi.”
“Hi.” She looked so cute, all hot and flustered. “That was…”
“Told you.”
Becca batted me away and sat up on the edge of the bed. “I should get going.”
I wanted to tell her no, that she should stay, but I knew she had to go. Even if it left me feeling hollow.
My hand smoothed over hers. “I’ll come by for you tomorrow?”
She nodded. “Okay. Can you call me a cab?” Becca stood, and I followed her.
“You’ll be okay getting one?” I hated to ask, but I couldn’t up and leave Eli. Becca nodded.
