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“You’re—you’re killing me,” Mia gasped, a dry laugh coming on the back end. She drove her fingers into my wet hair and arched her hips up, urging me to do more.
Lifting my head, I slid two fingers inside her and curved them up until I found the spot that made her moan. Mia bucked so hard I had to use my other hand to hold her in place while my mouth found and kept up the steady pace on her clit. It was very awkward doing this in the back of my car, but even with the tight space and knees knocking on the back of seats—we didn’t give a damn.
“Tell me how much you want this.” I pressed my cock into her thigh.
“Please,” Mia groaned.
I twisted my body to reach between the seats and tugged the glove compartment open, snagged a condom I kept there, and came back. Mia saw it, and her brows shot up. “You’re prepared?”
“I’m a boy scout,” I replied, ripping a corner with my teeth. “I’m always prepared.”
Grinning, I slid on the condom, placed both hands under her thighs, pulled her down to me, slung her legs over my shoulders, kissed the side of her knee, and slowly thrust in.
Did Mia say she had had sex before—this did not feel like it. Her body was a stronghold around me, and when our eyes met for a second…time stood still. “God, you feel good.”
“You’re… you’re splitting me in half,” she was breathless.
“Flattery won’t save you,” I replied, inching in further. “But thank you. I might start banging my chest like King Kong.”
Her eyes were closed, mouth partially open as she rocked her hips back and forth—but only for a time. Pushing forward, I spread her thighs until her knees were near to her shoulders and snapped my hips deep. My cock was gliding in and out, keeping a perfect rhythm, and I bowed over to meet her lips with a hard kiss. Her body had completely surrendered to me, my thick erection filling her over and over andoveragain.
“Please,” she gripped my arms. “Harder, faster…please.”
“You like me fucking you, don’t you?”
She nodded, biting her lips as a strangled sound came from her throat. She dug her nails into my back and dragged them down the length of it, the sting of it oddly arousing.
“You’re going to pay for that,” I teased, nipping her neck.
My body picked up speed and force until I was jackhammering into her harder than I had ever taken anyone, loving the sound of my name on her lips. Sweat dripped between our bodies, warm and hot, like the blood raging through my veins.
“Ethan…” she moaned, wrapped her legs around my hips, pulled me close, and started an undulating rhythm against me. It felt so good, so fucking perfect.
I kissed her. It was desperate, wild, and raw; lips, tongue, and the occasional hard graze of teeth clashed as we kissed. Mia combusted. When her orgasm crashed over her, she screamed, bucking against me, her fingers digging into me, her body convulsing again and again—the rhythmic pulses of her body taking me with her.
Heat sizzled up my spine, up my cock, and I came with a caveman roar, partially losing consciousness of anything around me besides Mia’s body and the thick, hot pleasure in my veins.
When I managed to catch my breath, I kissed her neck and slowly pulled out, tied the condom off, and tucked it away to throw into the trash later. Mia was panting hard, her eyes clenched tight, and when she peeled them open, deep blissfulness rested in her eyes.
Reaching over to the front seat, I took up her discarded blouse and handed it to her. “Your panties are still wet. Do you want your jeans?”
She nodded, but I could see sleep drawing at her. “If you don’t mind, I’m probably going to pass out soon.”
I laughed. “Okay.”
As I dressed—went commando—and got into the driving seat, Mia had full-on passed out, curled up fetal styled on the backseat. I drove us to my home instead of hers, as I was sure a battalion would be drawn on me when I crossed enemy lines, and instead of forcing her to get dressed, I parked, ran into my house, grabbed a blanket, and covered her.
With her curled into my arms, I carried her into my house and up to the guest room—but pivoted and went to my master bedroom instead. I rested her on my bed, found a clean pair of my boxers, and slid them onto her body.
I went back downstairs, made sure everything was locked up, and then went to pour a glass of whisky.
“What am I doing?” I asked myself. “This can only lead to more problems between our families.”
When Mia woke up, I knew she would have a million and a half questions. She didn’t know that I’d admired her from afar. Even though I was older and had left high school when she was a sophomore, I had already seen enough of her to know she would be a magnificent woman. There was not one year she was not on the honor roll and had straight A’s. Even at fifteen, she was the president of the debating club, and the future leader association, and she served at the homeless shelter in town every weekend.
She didn’t know I’d lurked over her Facebook page for years, trying to see what she was up to, find out what other achievements she had crushed, and how fast she was shooting up the ladder.
Scandalous, I know, but how would she take it to know I had never followed my family’s legacy against the Sullivans?
