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That didn’t stop her. Not one bit. She watched as her fingers traced over my cheek and around my ear—and then into my hair.
“Oh, okay. Do friends do this?” She played with the hair at the back of my head, twirling it around her fingers. She knew that drove me crazy.
“Jillian,” I said again, this time it came out even weaker, though. If anyone had ever shown their cards—it was me.
I heard her seat belt unclick, and it retreated over her arm.
She twisted more fully to me and pulled my head toward hers. “What about this?” she whispered inches from my lips until—she kissed me. Our lips had barely touched, and I felt that old familiar fire back again.
That blinding, all-consuming urge to devour her.
So, that was what I did. I immediately took over the kiss and deepened it so far—so fucking good—it possessed me.
I had to have her.
The woman I loved.
The only woman I’d ever loved.
I needed her like I needed my next goddamn breath. She tasted minty and fresh and like—Jillian.
Her lips kept up with mine.
Searching.
Taking.
Giving.
“I miss you so much,” she murmured. Her hands moved on my chest, trying to undo the buttons on my shirt.
Without even thinking, I undid my seat belt, and in one fell swoop, I scooped her up and moved her over the middle console.
Directly onto my lap.
She straddled me easily, the bottom of her dress flowing over my thighs.
Before I knew it, the buttons on my shirt were open and her hands were touching me hungrily. My hands sat on her hips, but slowly moved up to her full breasts.
Jillian sighed into my mouth and instantly turned my cock rock fucking hard.
Christ.
She was so soft. Except for her nipples. They poked out against the palms of my hands.
Jillian’s hips moved and ground into mine. Soon her fingertips slipped down my stomach and directly over my dick.
Then it was my turn to groan into her mouth. Because—fuck—that felt so good. “Do you like my hard cock, Jillian?” I asked in between kisses.
She nodded and panted, “Yes, Cash. I love your cock so much. Let me touch you, please, honey.”
I groaned even louder as her fingers found the button on my jeans. My hands moved hers away, and I opened the button—and pulled my jeans down just enough. Her hand found me and stroked up and down just how I liked.
Our mouths crashed against each other so powerfully, I thought for sure we’d leave bruises.
But neither of us cared.
I inhaled Jillian’s floral scent, slightly tinged with the tantalizingly musky smell of her excitement.
