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“No,” she breathes, leaning closer. Her hands find the front of my shirt in the darkness. They release two buttons.
“No?”
Removing her seatbelt, Lizzie clambers over the stick shift. My body lights up as she straddles my seat. I feel my heartbeat pounding low and deep in my groin.
“Lizzie?”
One slim and supple thigh is now on either side of me, pinning me in place. A delicious prison that I have absolutely no desire to escape.
“Shh…” Again, she stills my words with a finger to my lips. This time, she uses her thumb, tracing it over the shape of my mouth. She tests the thickness of my lower lip, then pushes beyond them. Her thumb passes my teeth, presses down upon my tongue.
I can’t stop myself from sucking down on that thumb. I can only watch the shapes of Lizzie’s face, transfixed by the shine in her eyes.
“Mmm…” she murmurs in approval, inching herself higher on my thighs.
I suck harder on her thumb and take hold of her hips. I pull her in tight, against my arousal. I feel more than hear her sigh.
Leaning close, she trades her hand for her mouth and I drink from her again. This time, there’s a softness, an easy slowness that wants to take its time.
“Caleb…” she whispers between kisses.
“Hmmm?”
“Be with me, now. Right here…”
Dammit but I’d be with her in the middle of Times Square, butt naked for all to see if it means I get to keep touching her. And something in my kiss must be proving that. A moment later and Lizzie has sprung my seatbelt and then begins to work at the belt around my waist.
For my part, stripping off her sweater is easy enough, but her bra is a challenge in the dark. I fumble behind her back until she gasps in my ear.
“It’s at the front…”
“Dammit.”
I switch tactics, the skin of her belly soft against the backs of my hands. There’s a flick and a twist and then the cups of her bra part and her breasts spill into my hands. Lizzie groans the moment I palm her nipples.
As she finishes the buttons of my shirt and bares my chest to her touch, I’m just as helpless. My skin is on fire, my bones practically vibrating with need.
From that point on, it’s a cluttered rush to get naked. An awkward series of decisions over which pieces are worth discarding and which can stay half in place in the dark. By the time Lizzie is ready to straddle me again, she’s entirely nude, the lines of her body like silver in the moonlight. My boots are still in place and my jeans are halfway to my knees. Lizzie has that most sensitive part of me wrapped in her hands, stroking, tempting.
“Oh God…”
“Are you ready for me?” she murmurs in the dark and for one crazy moment I almost answer her truthfully.
No. I’m not ready for you. I was never ready for you. And I’m not likely to ever be.
She had come into my life like a damn hurricane and I had been entirely unprepared for what it did to me. What it’s still doing to me.
In that moment, something changes. Something in the darkness of the cab. Whether it’s an instinctive reading of one another or simple chance, the air around us shifts. It doesn’t cool. It burns hot with passion and is almost electrified with the static. But it’s now thick. Quiet. Only our breathing can be heard, only our bodies are felt. The windows have grown foggy, hiding us away in a private cocoon. Everything is internal. Just us.
As Lizzie shifts above me, I do nothing to stop her. Nothing to tell her that this is the wrong time and the wrong moment. I know deep down that casual sex and high emotions do not make good companions but, right now… all I seem able to care about is Lizzie. All I seem to want to do is connect with her. To be inside of her.
And that’s exactly what Lizzie gives me.
With my hands guiding her hips, she lowers herself onto my shaft, I feel her body take me in deep. The tightness, the pressure. The hot wet that surrounds and clings to me. Her insides squeeze hard like a possession, never wanting to let me go.
Or maybe it’s me who doesn’t want to be let go of?
“Ah…” she sighs above me. “Caleb…”
