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“I want you so bad,” I murmur and I feel her smile against my lips.
“What are you waiting for?” She pushes me away and climbs into the back seat. Her pretty blue eyes twinkle in the darkness of the car, daring me.
I move faster than I’d ever moved in my life and the next thing I know, we’re kissing again, my hands in her hair as she starts to undo my belt.
“Shit, this is my Clark’s car,” I laugh. “I can’t believe we’re doing this.”
She giggles. “Reminds me of the time we took off in your mom’s car. Do you remember?”
“Yes,” I snicker as another memory of her swarms my mind. We had driven it up to the beach, built a bonfire, and camped out all night, making love and watching the stars above.
My pants are undone and now she’s hiked up her skirt and pulling her panties down. I watch as she playfully kicks them off her high heel, then kisses me, her hands pushing me down to the back seat. She straddles me, then moves her hips against my manhood, guiding me inside of her. My toes curl in my shoes as I enter. She’s so tight and wet that I can’t hold back the moan that escapes me. I’m in heaven. Pure heaven.
“Oh, shit,” I say in a shuddering moan. I grab hold of her hips as she moves. I can feel her heat through her clothes and I want more of her. I reach under her skirt and grab hold of her ass, squeezing as she rocks her hips. She leans down to me, kissing me again as I move my hips to match hers.
“Oh, Jack…” she whispers between kisses. She moans into my mouth, her hands grabbing handfuls of my hair.
She sits up and unbuttons her blouse, letting it fall off her shoulders. I reach up and take her exposed breasts in my hands, my fingers rubbing against her hardening nipples. I sit upwards and take one of her nipples in my mouth, licking and sucking as the nub hardens in my mouth.
“Yes,” she moans, “Oh…yes…harder…”
I grab hold of her hips and thrust my hips hard against her, thrusting deeper inside of her. She’s gasping, her moans reaching a high and fevered pitch.
“Oh, god, Jack.” She quakes—her body shaking.
A spiraling sensation grabs hold of us and I feel my body start to respond as well. I bite down on my lip, trying to hold onto my own orgasm as her legs start to shake and her chest starts to heave. It slips away from me just I feel her tense up and shiver on top of me.
“I’m coming,” she says. “Oh, Jack…oh…Ooooh.”
“Fuck,” I swear and my body explodes with hers. She goes limp against me and I’m holding her, my hands sliding up her bare back as she kisses my neck.
God, I have missed this woman so much.
Sometime later, I woke up. My body shivers as I open my eyes and look around in the darkness. Sarah’s lying in my arms, topless, nuzzled up against me in the backseat.
The reality of what happened is sinking in. I’m in the backseat of Clark’s car with my half-naked ex-girlfriend. We’d given in to each other like hormonal teenagers. Not a thought to anything but our own carnal desires. I suppose I shouldn’t be too surprised. Our chemistry has always been undeniable.
I sit up a little, trying not to wake Sarah and I notice the clock on the center console in the front seat. The time glares at me in electric blue: “2:17 am”.Shit.We’ve been out here all damn night. Oh, my gosh, Martin! How am I going to explain this to his babysitter? God, I’m an idiot. I glance toward Sarah, still asleep, cuddled up next to me. My heart pumps anew. It’s okay. I got this. I reach into my pocket for my phone, then I shoot a quick text to Sylvia, the babysitter.
So sorry, I got caught up with an old friend. Be home shortly. I’ll pay you extra for your time.
I hear Sarah gasp herself awake. She sits up wild-eyed, her hair all over her head. “Oh, wow. What time is it?”
She doesn’t wait for me to answer. She sees the time just like I did a second ago and she sits straight up in a panicked state. “Oh, no.” She grabs her shirt and slings it over her shoulders, covering her bare chest. “No, no, no.”
“I know,” I say. “It’s so late.”
She looks at me, then shakes her head. “This isn’t good, Jack. What were we thinking? We’re supposed to be professionals. Not this.” She waves her hand vaguely. “Whatever this is.”
She’s right. Now after the fact, I realize what a mistake this was. I don’t say anything as she’s buttoning up her blouse.
“Take me home, Jack,” she says and I’m stunned by her sudden coldness.
“Sarah, I get that this shouldn’t happen, but maybe we should—”
“We should just forget this ever happened, okay? It’s a one-time thing, so let’s just never mention this again. It didn’t mean anything. It was just a moment of weakness.”
Her dismissiveness hits me in the gut. I’m not sure if she’s admonishing herself or warning me away, but I don’t like it. That old red pit of anger wells up inside me again.
