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He shifts gears, groaning as my hand starts undoing his jeans. My smile spreads when I feel him pulling off the road, and in the next instant, his hands are on me, tugging me onto his lap as he kisses my lips.
My ass hits the horn, but he flips the lever, pushing the steering wheel up enough to give me more room to work. Our kisses are frantic, almost like we’re two teens in a hurry to get to the good stuff.
I can’t seem to help myself as I get his pants worked down.
My skirt slides up with ease, bunching around my waist, and he groans when he realizes…no panties.
“Really? You’ve been walking around like this all day?” he says, his voice strained as I finally free him from his boxers and stroke his cock in my hand.
It’s already hard, so there’s not much prep work involved.
“You forget, I still have no underwear.”
“Because of bugs,” he murmurs, grinning as his lips find mine again, and his tongue takes control as I slide down on top of him.
We both break the kiss to take a deep breath as I sink onto him completely, taking him inside, and roll my hips.
His hands go to my hair, holding my head as he stares into my eyes for a long, intense moment. I move again, and he holds the eye contact as I rise up and push down harder, faster.
That’s when his lips seize mine hungrily again, and I pick up the rhythm, riding him as hard as I can, chasing that incredible release. The windows fog, the truck rocks, and we’re a tangle of tongues, lips and hands, both of us trying to get our fill of the other.
When my orgasm tears through me, he grabs me by the hips, taking over, fucking me from underneath as I shiver and ride the wave of euphoria, unable to do anything but feel.
It’s not until his body is shuddering, and he’s gripping me too tightly, that I realize he’s found his.
He goes lax underneath me, and I smile against his neck, kissing it.
“I should have been shopping with you all these years if this is what happens at the end of the trip,” he says through his heavy breaths.
Before I can answer, there’s someone tapping on the window. During the commotion, my skirt fell down around us, hiding the good stuff. Thankfully.
Obviously I can’t move, because my skirt is all that’s covering his naked middle right now.
Benson rolls down the window to reveal our lone officer of the law. And…Benson is slowly softening inside me. This is not awkward at all.
“Benson. Lilah. Think you two could not pull over on the side of the road unless there’s better coverage next time?” Vick asks, annoyed.
I smile and nod, and Benson answers, “Sorry, Vick. Found out why shopping trips are a good idea today.”
Vick grunts and rolls his eyes, muttering something about the beardless epidemic as he goes back to his patrol car.
Benson laughs while leaning his head back, and I kiss his jaw as his hands smooth up and down my back.
“Well, now everyone will be wondering if we’re skipping the wedding and going straight to baby-making,” he says on a long breath through his chuckles.
“We’ll tell them we’re practicing, but I’m not having babies. Multiples are a hell no.”
He starts to speak, when we hear Vick griping at us through his car’s speaker.
“Get off the road. Now.”
I shift off Benson, laughing as he does his pants back up, and he reaches over, taking my hand and kissing it before he shifts gears and starts driving.
Again, perfect.
Chapter 14
Wild Ones Tip #361
Wild Ones don’t notice the way people stare. But they will make your life hell if you want to be rude.
BENSON
Lilah bends over the bank on the far end, her ass in the air as she curses. I drink my beer, watching her ass without having to be sneaky about it.
Joey rolls up to the edge farthest away from her just as Lilah gets her whopper of a fish pulled in, bouncing up and down in joy, since it’s a beast. I’m not looking at the fish, though. Eyes are still mostly focused on her ass.
It takes me several seconds to realize Joey’s boat is loaded down with five girls, all of them in bikinis and soaking in the sun while it’s warm.
Joey is posturing like he’s the king of the world, and I roll my eyes, smirking when Lilah grins over at me, showing me her beast of a fish.
“Yo, Benson. You want to ride with us for a while?” Joey asks, gesturing to the boat.
“We’re good here,” I say dismissively. “That’s her fifth fish, and she hasn’t been at it long. Don’t want to mess up a good thing.”
He rolls his eyes. “I wasn’t inviting the Vincent. I have other company.” He gestures to Tonya Murphy, who gives me a sly wave. “Tonya asked for you personally to join us.”
