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Easier said than done, especially once she asks me an impossible question after I park in the half-empty lot behind the diner.
“What about us?” She assesses me from the corner of her eye.
I bite down on the inside of my cheek.
Say something.
As much as Iwantto, I know I shouldn’t. She worked hard for her recognition, and the last thing she needs is me tainting tonight with my insecurities.
So, instead, I undo her seat belt and pull her across the bench.
She places her hand against my chest to stop me. “What—”
I kiss her next question away while lifting her so she can straddle my thighs. She matches my punishing pace, bruising my lips in the process as she seals her mouth against mine.
I worship her body with my mouth. Tongue. Hands. Not a single spot within reach remains untouched, and she mirrors my desperation with her own.
Her fingers embed themselves into my shoulders as she grinds against me until the front of my pants is soaked with her need. I dig my fingers into her hips and lift her back and forth, earning a hiss and a tug on my hair as she presses on my straining cock.
“Julian.” She tugs my head to the side by pulling on my hair. “We need to talk.”
“Let’s talk after?Please.” I throw her back on the bench.
She parts her thighs. “Okay, fine, but what if someone sees us?”
“No one is around.” I tuck my legs in the cramped spot between the gas pedal and the bench before lining my face up with her pussy.
She rises onto her elbows and scans the parking lot. “Yet.”
I slap her pussy hard enough to knock the air from herlungs. “Focus on me, sweetheart.”
Dahlia wants to know what will happen to us once she accepts the offer, and I want to make my intentions obvious. Words were never my strong suit, so I would rather show her instead.
She cuts me a look as I lift the hem of her skirt toward her stomach. I lean forward, drag my nose over her underwear, and take a deep breath, making her blown-out eyes go wider.
I nip at the material, and her head drops back with a sigh as I slide her soaked undergarment down her legs. Goose bumps cover her skin, and I trace my way back toward her dripping center with my calloused hands.
Her legs drop to the side as I crawl between them and kiss her.
She slides her fingers into my hair and tugs. “We need to make this fast.”
“Why?”
She answers by pulling me toward her. I quickly become distracted by her pussy and pleasuring her with my tongue. Her moans of encouragement fuel me, driving me closer to the edge of insanity.
I thrust my tongue, and she jolts with a gasp. My fingers soon replace my tongue, turning her into a writhing mess beneath me as they work in tandem.
Every time she gets close to the edge, I pull back, wanting to prolong the moment.
“Julian,” she whispers with a harsh breath.
I suck on her clit and curl my fingers inside her.
She shakes her head. “It’s too much.”
There’s no such thing wherever she is concerned.
“You can take it.” I tease the sensitive spot inside her, earning another sharp inhale.
