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I close the gap, my lips brushing over his. When I pull back, he cups my face with his hand and pulls me closer, deepening the kiss. Within moments, I’m moaning into his mouth.
“Come on,” he whispers, nodding his head to the backseat.
“Right here?” I whisper.
“No one’s going to care. And my windows are tinted.” I stare out of the back seat passenger side window. It still allows some light in.
He crawls past me and into the backseat, unbuttoning his pants. “Now, princess.”
I roll my eyes and huff, but I join him in the back.
“Someone’s extra bratty,” he murmurs, nuzzling his head into my neck and biting down on the sensitive skin.
“Someone’s extra risky,” I retort. He brings his hand up to my neck and squeezes, the blood in my veins thrumming.
“I’ve never been anything less, Kate. You know this.”
And fuck if I don’t love it.
“Mmm,” I reply lazily, not giving him the satisfaction of my true thoughts.
He growls like a feral animal, crawling over me and trapping me between his arms. He runs his nose along my throat before bringing his lips to my ear. “Fuckingbrat.”
He pulls my shirt off in a quick motion, then pulls the waistband of my jeans so roughly that the button pops off.
I’m equally apprehensive and excited. My clit throbs, aching for more. I lift my hips as he slides my jeans to my ankles. As I kick off my jeans, I unbutton his pants and peek outside.
It’s broad daylight.
“Give ‘em a show, baby,” he says seductively. He brings his lips to mine, his tongue capturing mine provocatively. I bite his lipreallyhard, just as he likes it. I taste the blood on his lip as I suck, and he groans.
“Goddamn, I love you,” he says. Once his boxers are around his ankles, I grab his ass and guide his throbbing cock to my pussy.
“So eager,” he teases. Then he thrusts into me like it’s his sole purpose for living. He pulls in and out slowly, seemingly having no regard for the location of our fucking.
“Zo, please,” I whine, both from carnal need and paranoia of getting caught.
“Fuck, I love when you call me that,” he murmurs, running a hand across my breasts and pinching a nipple. I bite down on my own lip this time, though not quite as hard. He picks up the pace of his thrusts, bringing his hand to thread my hair.
Pulling on it, he says, “Scream for me, Kate. Let the world hear you.”
I moan louder, but I’m too nervous of anyone hearing us.
“I’m not asking,” he says with that commanding bite in his tone that drives me wild. He brings a finger to my clit and rubs, bringing me closer to orgasm.
His eyes twinkle with a devilish grin as I shout his name into the car, and a bead of sweat drips onto my chest. “That’s my good fucking girl.”
He drives into me then, my breath lost to him.I’mlost to him. To the moans erupting from both of us. To the confined space and potentially the public eye.
When he senses I’m close, his hand strikes my throat, forcing me into the seat. My face flushes immediately, the blood flow restricted. “That’s it, princess. Come for me.”
He presses impossibly tighter on my throat, sending me over the edge without a breath to get me through it. He heightens his thrusts, pulling out at the last second and cuming all over my pelvis.
Our ragged breaths are synchronized, and when our eyes meet, our smirks align, too. He drops into the seat next to me and catches his breath.
“I love you, too, by the way,” I say.
“I know. I can feel it, just as I always have.” His smile turns lazy. “Now let’s go get that tattoo.”
