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Again lifting her weight with just one arm, I bring her to the end of my cock, then I slam her down so Minka’s cry is throaty and frantic.
“Come for me.”
I continue to lift her. To move her. To control her body and demand we fuck to the pace I set. But when her tits come tantalizingly close, I take one between my lips and nibble until her body quakes in my lap.
Her pussy squeezes tighter. Tighter. And when I switch breasts, her breath comes faster, her nails dig into my shoulders, and her perfume, the scent she chose to wear for me, fills my lungs and damn near makes me woozy.
Intoxicated on Minka.
There are worse ways to be.
“I’m gonna come.” Her words are strung out. Groaned and husky. “Archer.”
“Come.” I reach around with my free hand and cup her ass, holding tight. Trying so hard not to bruise her, and yet, I crush her close until she explodes in my lap and drags me off the ledge with her.
She shudders in my arms. Her pulse races fast enough I can see it, and when our eyes lock, she dives for my lips again and fights my tongue with her own.
Her orgasm tears her apart. Her body tenses all over, and with every grip of her pussy around me, my cock shoots hot cum deep inside to coat her in me and claim her as my own.
The windows grow foggier around us. The park remains empty, untouched, ahead of us. And though cars pass in the street, none slow to get a peek at what’s happening inside the truck.
“God.” When she’s wrung out and has nothing else to give, Minka collapses onto my chest, breathless and weak, so her cheek rests on my pecs, and her hair tickles my lips.
Her lungs clamor to refill, her heart hammers against my torso, and when she brings a hand up to place over my heart, a soft snigger weaves its way through the cab as Minka confirms she destroyed me in all the best ways.
“I didn’t expect to get laid till later,” she murmurs. “Not until after dessertat least.”
I brush her hair back and press a kiss to her forehead. “I didn’t bring dessert,” I counter with a soft laugh. “I’m not sorry.”
“Mm. Me neither.” Mindless, she nuzzles close to my chest. A kiss there. Another to my neck. “Geez, that felt good.”
“I want it on record that I pulled in here to talk.” Stroking her thigh, I find a pace that makes her purr. “I didn’t intend to fuck you yet, but you just put it out there. You invited me in.”
“Coward.” Snickering, she adjusts on my lap so her pussy flutters tighter again. “And that thing I said about moving in together—”
“Can and will be used against you.” I slip two fingers beneath her chin and pull her up to meet my eyes. “We’ll go slow. I won’t push too hard. But this is real.” I press a kiss to her lips and breathe a little easier when she reciprocates. “What we have is real, Minka, and we’re gonna fight for it.”
She nods, gentle and unsure. But she’s not saying no, and she’s not running away—which is an improvement on our normal interactions. “Okay.”
“We’re keeping the cat.”
“Oh my god!” And just like that, I destroy the moment, proven when she throws her hands up and slips off my lap. “Stupid cat. She hates me, Archer!”
Digging into my glove compartment, Minka rifles around, setting a spare nine-millimeter gun aside without giving it more than a second of thought, then tossing a baseball cap to the floor of the truck, finally coming out, victorious, with a fistful of napkins.
Holding them between her legs, she cleans up and regards me with a sneer. “Fletcher purposely gave you a cat that wouldn’t like me, and now you want me to live with a feline who plots my death.”
“She’s not plotting your death.” I laugh as Minka’s scowl grows deeper and the line between her brows worsens. “She’s just a cat.”
“Don’t you care about my hemophilia?” For the first time since I’ve met her, she puts on this innocent bimbo act, complete with batting lashes and puppy-dog eyes. “If she scratches me, I might die.”
“That’s not true at all.” I offer my hand when she searches for somewhere to put her cum-soaked napkins. “If she scratches you, you put a Band-Aid on it. And then you apologize to the cat for upsetting her.”
“Upsettingher?!”
“This is a new low for you.” Scrunching the napkins in my palm and pulling my jeans up, I snag Minka around the neck and yank her in till she crashes against my chest and her breath escapes on a gasp.
“Smash your knee saving someone’s life? No biggie. Step in front of a loaded gun? You’ll do it and not give a second thought to your mortality. But invite my beautiful and sweet cat into your life, and suddenly you’re minutes from dying?” I tug her closer and hold her face so she can’t escape. Then I look down into her dancing eyes and press a kiss to her waiting lips. “I’m embarrassed for you.”
