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Reaching down between us, I undo his jeans and breathe against his lips, “I’ll go with you,” as I release his cock and stroke it in my hand.
“Cora,” he pleads, his voice so thick with need, it doesn’t sound human.
Moving my flowy shorts to the side, I line his cock at my entrance. Taking that as his cue, he thrusts deep and hard, forcing a gasp from my lungs.
“God, you feel so good,” he moans, again plunging deep with one hand on my ass, and the other gripping the roof of the car. “Your fucking pussy was made for me…like fucking velvet.”
I can’t even speak. All I can do is try to breathe and hold on to his shoulders while he claims me right here on the side of the road.
“Tell me again,” he pants, his thrusts growing unsteady.
Squeezing my pussy tight, I glide my tongue across his bottom lip. “I love you, Jonas.”
His eyes roll back in his head, and I barely notice a car zooming by because he slams his hips up, his cock coming to a rest as far as it can go. I can feel him pulsating inside of me with his release.
“Fucking right you do,” he says once his body has stilled. “Now it’s your turn.”
I frown, unsure of what he means. Setting me on my feet, he turns me around and presses my front to the car before sliding his hand into my wet shorts.
His fingertip seeks out my swollen nub like a heat-seeking missile and rolls over it once before adding a second finger.
Another car zips by. I know we’ll have to hurry if we want to do this. It’s almost seven thirty in the morning, and if we’re not finished soon, the commuters will surely get an eyeful.
“Ride my fingers, Cora. Ignore the cars. It’s just you and me here.”
His hand comes up and wraps around the front of my throat. The act has me groaning and rolling my hips. He tilts my head to the side, his tongue and teeth and lips nipping at the side of my neck while his fingers slide into me.
“Do you love me, Cora?”
“Mhmm.”
“Do you understand how fucking much I love you?”
I moan again, but don’t answer his question. His grip on my throat tightens, and his teeth sink into my neck just enough to sting. It feels fucking incredible.
“Do you understand how much I fucking love you, Cora?” he asks again, this time annunciating every single word.
The heat between my legs is building to the point of no return. “Yes,” I gasp, rolling my hips faster. Reaching down, I cover his hand with mine, forcing his fingers deeper, needing them to end this beautiful ache.
Another car drives by, and then another, and another, but I stay focused on what he’s doing, needing my release. He pumps his fingers in and out, and my climax finally rips through me, the force causing me to tremble in TK’s arms. His fingers continue to move between my legs, his lips pressed against my ear, telling me I’m beautiful and that he loves me, and that he wants to know what it’s like to bury himself inside of me every single morning for the rest of his life.
Finally, completely sated, and a little dazed, I turn in his arms and pull his head down for a sweet, gentle kiss. “I don’t know how this is going to work, TK, but I need you.”
The grin that spreads across his face will live in my mind forever as one of my most favorite memories.
“I’m yours, baby. For as long as you’ll have me, I’m fucking yours.”
TWATKNOT
“Come back to bed,”she beckons, her voice thick with desire. She’s lying on the bed in my motel room, her face lit up with happiness and a satisfied smile. If only our neighbors had appreciated our reunion last night. The pounding on the wall, and the visit from the concierge for a noise complaint, had been an interesting twist to our evening. Cora was embarrassed as hell, but I reveled in knowing that everyone around heard us.Jealous bastards.
“I’ll be right back,” I tell her, kissing her forehead. “Get some sleep, ’cause I’m not through with you yet.”
She giggles. “I thought you’d be tired after last night.”
“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of you, darlin’.” I kiss her lips. “Get some sleep. I won’t be long.” Rolling out of bed, I grab my phone from the nightstand and step out onto the balcony. I have to call him. The missed calls and texts I’d ignored yesterday are only going to add more fuel to the fire when I knew damn well that Priest had likely already called and checked in on his ride back. Nevertheless, Judge deserves an explanation.
I make the call, and he answers on the first ring like he’s been expecting me.
