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“So, in five years,” she says after she pulls away and begins pressing lazy kisses down my neck. “Do you see us… you know, like with kids or… you know…” She visibly shakes in my arms and I wonder if she’s nervous to ask me about marriage.
I smile because she’s not looking at me, her face is still buried in my neck except now she’s dragging her tongue along my pulse point.
“Married?” I whisper in her ear. “Do I see myself married to you, Whitney? Is that what you’re asking?” She still hasn’t looked at me but I can feel her face nodding against me and I wonder if she’s embarrassed. I pull her face away and stare into her eyes. “I’ve never felt about anyone the way I feel about you. I see it all with you, marriage, kids…” Her cheeks turn pink as her eyes light up. “I don’t know how I’m going to tell Kevin and Michelle.” I sigh. “But I want to keep you forever.”
I’m leaning against my car when I see her come out of the airport.God, she’s pretty.Wearing skintight leggings beneath a flowy T-shirt and a leather jacket, she looked like she’s coming back from a relaxing vacation. Her sunglasses are covering her eyes but as she gets closer, she pushes them to the top of her head when she sees me. She’s still the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, but she’s far from relaxed. I can see the exhaustion all over her. In her eyes. Her walk. Her posture. When she gets about a step away from me, she drops her bag and walks right into my arms and sinks into them. Her face is pressed against my chest and her arms are wrapped around my back. I hold her tight to my chest, pressing my lips to the top of her head. “Hi beautiful, I fucking missed you.”
“You have no idea.” She bites her bottom lip and looks up at me. I take her face in my hands and press a kiss to her lips. She pulls back after a few seconds before I can deepen it. “JP…” she starts. “I need you to fuck me.”
“Well, that’s a given.”
“No, now. I need you to fuck me,now.”
I raise an eyebrow at her. “Where would you like me to fuck you? Here in front of everyone at LAX?” I say, looking around the sea of people in the pickup lanes.
“There’s a garage.” She points at one of the parking fixtures behind us. She lowers her face and looks up at me with the sexiest pout on her lips. “Please, daddy.”
I lean down so that our faces are nose to nose. “You can’t manipulate me, Whitney.” I brush my nose against hers and a sigh leaves her lips. “Once I start, I don’t plan to stop so no we aren’t fucking in a parking garage where we could potentially get caught by anyone. Now get in the car.”
“But…” she whines and I smack her ass as I open the door for her.
“Get in.”
She rolls her eyes and gets in the car as I put her luggage in the back of my Mercedes. I get in the car and as soon as I do her hands are on my dick. “Didn’t you miss me?” She grabs me through my jeans and begins to rub my dickhard.
Immediately, I can feel myself turning to steel in my pants. “Of course, I did,” I say, grabbing both of her hands in mine and bringing them to my lips.
“I suggested sexy, sweaty, delicious car sex after not seeing each other for three days. Three days on top of three years because you and I both know that one night of sex was not enough after being apart for so long. You used to love fucking me in cars.”
“That was when my bed wasn’t an option. My bed is an option. A bed for you to stay in all night tonight.”
She rolls her eyes as I pull onto the highway. I can sense the tension flowing off of her and I wonder if maybe she just needs an orgasm. It’s been a long and stressful day and I know she’s a nervous flier. I look over at her and see she’s staring down at her phone looking through emails. I slide my hand across the car and onto her leg and begin stroking her gently. I can see in her periphery that she looks up from her phone and straight ahead, refusing to meet my gaze.
“Uh uh. Don’t start that shit.”
I don’t respond, as I move inwards and stroke her pussy through her leggings. I can feel the heat through the fabric and I push harder, doing my best to massage her clit.
“How bad do you want to fuck me, baby?”
“JP,” she moans as she squirms under my fingers. “So, fucking bad. I want to ride your dick so hard.”
Fuck.I shift in my seat trying to relieve the stiffness in my dick after hearing her words coupled with feeling the heat between her legs. “Take off your leggings.”
“What?”
“Take off your leggings, Whitney. Don’t make me tell you again.”
“Why?”
I pull my eyes away from the road. “Because I’m going to finger your pussy, and I can’t believe you didn’t know where I was going with this.”
“I did. I wanted to hear you say it.” She slides her leggings and panties down her legs and lifts her shirt, exposing her cunt. She’s already wet and I groan as her scent permeates the air. I lick my lips wishing I was about to put my mouth between her legs instead of my fingers.
I place my hand on her thigh, stroking the skin delicately. I drag one digit lazily along the skin, careful not to get too close to the place I know she wants it and she begins moving to get my hand closer to her.
“JP, touch me, please,” she begs. I run my fingers up her thigh to her knee and stroke the skin and she lets out a moan.
“Spread your legs.”
