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Hell yes. I forgot about parking.
“Surely, you have a secluded spot on this here island where we can lower the top of that fancy car of yours?” That was another thing. That little vixen of hers had the slightest Southern drawl, and it lit me on fire every time. “It’s chilly, but I bet we can think of a way to keep warm.” Hell, I was already burning.
There were about a hundred secluded spots on this island. I headed west to Oregon Park. Slowly, I rolled up a short hill along the scenic drive to the top of a rocky outcropping where a wide expanse of moss and grass would soon bloom to color with wildflowers on the island’s edge.
I parked off the road, facing out to the cliff about fifty feet away. Below us was the vast Salish Sea dotted with more islands and the distant lights of a few boats on the water.
I lowered the top and pulled a fleece blanket out of the trunk that I kept there in case of an emergency. This was a motherfucking emergency.
“Here, this might help,” I said.
Jo had slipped into the back and pushed her front passenger seat all the way up for maximum space. She accepted the blanket with a tempting smile. I pushed the driver’s side seat up and climbed in.
I angled to face her and leaned back against the side of the back seat. I opened my arms, and she shifted her back to my front, settling the blanket over us.
“Thank you. This is exactly what I imagined.”
“My pleasure,” I said and meant it.
We sat like that for a few moments, taking in the bright stars not masked by other light and inhaling the cool air, thick with the scent of evergreens and the ocean below. Jo pulled the fleece higher, and I snaked my hands under it to warm them before moving down to her hips. I held her there, memorizing the shape of her.
“I love it here, all the green. March in Nashville, things are starting to green, but mostly it’s still brown with leafless trees.
She inhaled the crisp, salty air and closed her eyes.
“Jo?”
“Hm.” I felt the vibrations against my chest.
“How drunk are you?”
“Too drunk to drive. Not so drunk, I think I still can.”
I laughed. “What does that mean?”
“Drunk enough to not be in complete control, but not so drunk I don’t know what I’m doing. I know where I am. I know who I’m with. I know how far this goes.” Her hands teased across my thighs under the blanket as she nestled tighter against me. My dick, which had been stone since the yacht club, swelled even more. “Let’s test some of those boundaries,” she said.
Relaxing into me, she moved my hands under the hem of her shirt. She was letting me touch her more lately, and I loved it. I slipped one hand up her side and over her stomach.
Higher still, I grazed the underside of her incredible tits, then palmed the softness before pinching and teasing a stiff peak through the sheer fabric of her bra. My other hand rubbed her hip through her soft and worn cargo pants. Those pants were perfect for what I had in mind.
I loosened the tie at the waist. Jo arched her back and lifted her arms to clasp her hands behind my neck. The movement opened her body for me as her legs fell wider apart. She draped a leg over mine and tilted her hips up to my hand. In the distance, we heard the low moan of a boat horn.
Hell, this was better than any high school fantasy I ever had. She relaxed deeper into me, her back to my front. I caressed down, teasing the edge of her panties then dipping inside the lace. This was new for us. Since that first night, my hands had stayed decidedly above the waist until now. I moved my hand lower, and Jo lifted her hips with a sigh.
“Look at the stars,” I whispered against her cheek as my finger caressed her sex then grazed the tight bundle of nerves. I held her thigh steadywith my other hand and added a second finger, moving lower to circle her opening.
“Fuck, you’re so wet.” I groaned.
She lifted her hips higher, and my fingers sank into her slippery heat. She was tight. My dick strained at the thought of her snug fit. She set the rhythm, and I followed, gently pumping in and back up to massage her sensitive bud. Her heat was more intense with each pass, her breath panting.
“Don’t stop, Lucas. Right there.”
My mouth was on her neck, sucking and biting with little nibbles that encouraged her moans. “Not stopping, baby.” I shifted my other hand to pinch the peak of one breast, and that was all she needed. She arched her back with a deep cry into the night as she let go. Her inner walls clamped down in the hottest way. I almost lost it.
She rode out her bliss, and I held her, focusing on her, her heat, and the sexy sounds she made as she settled with her hands still clasped behind my neck. She turned her face to mine, and her pink tongue darted out to lick her dry lips. I bent for a simple kiss.
Turning farther, she released her hands and sat up slowly, taking the blanket with her. I drug my hand and her wetness over her stomach and side as she shifted away. Since I angled us across the seat with the front seats all the way forward, there was enough room for her to crouch between my knees. Her smile was soft, but her eyes were dangerous as she reached over me and loosened my belt.
