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“You couldn’t possibly—” That’s all she gets out before I silence her with my lips.
I settle my mouth against hers, plump and warm. The kiss is soft and exploring as I gently coax her to let me try.
We might be complete strangers, but my empathy burns bright for this woman stuck in a similar situation. The telling sign comes as her lips begin to move beneath mine.
“Say the word, and I can help. If only for a little while,” I mumble against her warm mouth.
A quiet moan escapes on her breath. “The word,” she pants before palming the side of my head and bringing me back.
She tastes my grin before I tuck it away for later and attack her mouth with more intensity. I nip her bottom lip in a request to open, and when she does, I slip my tongue inside. Her hair tangles nicely in my fist. I tug her head to the side for access and forge a trail of kisses down her neck. The sounds of her moans spur me on to deliver on my promise.
I tug her head upright again and release my grip on her silky locks. My palm settles on the base of her throat, where I tighten my fingers around the flimsy column. A squeeze serves as a warning. Her rounded eyes seeking mine find surprise. I’ve never grabbed a woman’s throat before, but something inside me wants to possess her.
“Put your right foot on the dash, Rosie.”
Moving only our eyes, we watch her comply as I keep her head pinned.
Her skirt swoops lower when she raises her right foot as asked. A chilled breeze sweeps through the open windows and billows the green fabric between her legs.
“Spread them wide.” The order scrapes like gravel up my throat.
She rests one knee on the open window ledge and the other against the console.
I press my thumb into the side of her throat, feeling the steady thrum of her carotid, and flick my attention to her face. Rather than fear, her dilated pupils reveal she’s turned way the fuck on.
“Does the open window make you cold?”
“A-A little.”
I dip my head and suck her lower lip into my mouth, drawing from her a breathy moan.
“Then we should warm you up. Don’t you think?”
“Yes.” She tries to lift her lips to mine, but I hold her in place with a warning squeeze and a tsk.
“Hold still. If you move around too much, someone might see what you’re doing.” With a wicked grin, I gather the fabric closest to me and drag it up her leg. “If you can hold still, no one will suspect a thing.”
Her mouth drops open on a pant as my fingers slowly walk along her smooth, pale skin to her panties. I release her throat and press my forehead against hers in order to watch. I want to see her face change as I plunge into her for the first time. I switch the fabric of her skirt into my right hand and use my left to force the gusset of her panties to the side. The damp material clings to the back of my hand.
“Last warning, Rosie.” I drag my index finger along her wet slit.
She pants and shakes her head, halting my movements.
“Is that a no?”
Her head shakes again.
“Use your words, or this stops.”
She flushes scarlet from the tip of her V-neck to the roots of her hair. “I need you to finger me.”
My own groan works its way out, and I bury my face in her neck. I wasn’t expecting her to be so explicit, but the words finger me send a rush straight to my dick. Her bold demeanor makes everyone before this moment seem inadequate.
I part her flesh and delve my middle finger in straight to the hilt. She gasps in my ear.
As I slowly retreat and push my finger in again, I work the side of her neck with my mouth. I suck and nibble and taste the sensitive area below her ear, careful not to leave a mark. She curls her elbow and palms the back of my head, holding me to her. Her tits thrust out as her hips buck into my hand.
“Want more?”
