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“Oh my God,” she mutters out before a string of curses unleash under her breath. “Just pull over. I’ll drive home and you can walk to clear your mind from all those hits on the head.”
The fact that she can’t lie about the way she feels about me makes me happier than it should. Because lying comes easy to her. Telling the truth is what really trips her up. “Something you want to say over there?”
“You’re much more tolerable when your mouth is busy between my thighs. Other than that, keep it closed.”
“I wouldn’t mind it between your thighs right now.” I motion her to come my way, mostly as a joke even if I wouldn’t mind being inside her right now.
“All talk, Cade. As usual.”
“You really think I’m all talk?” Damn. Why am I getting insulted at the remark?
“Yes. You’re always scared someone might see us. I mean, what if a passerby looks in the car or if the cosmonauts on the Space Station get a show?” She points out the window.
“Then let them watch.” I don’t get off on being watched, but right now, I won’t pass up any chance to have her.
“Okay.” She shifts in her seat, her hand reaching over as she tugs at the button on my jeans.
Shit. I really shouldn’t challenge her. I’m trying my damnedest to focus on driving and that becomes much harder when her hand slips into my boxers and grips my already hard dick.
“What’s wrong, Cade?” She props up on her knees, leaning over to where her mouth is next to my ear. “Not ready to fuck me out here?”
My teeth clench as her hand strokes up my cock. My fingers grip the steering wheel as tight as I can, holding onto the little restraint I have left. Which is fucking done when her head dips down, her lips moving around my dick as she takes me in her mouth.
“Fuck,” I breathe, my hips rising out of the seat to meet her mouth. Right hand gripping her hair, I guide her up and down a few times before I can take it no more. It feels great. Better than great. But I want more of her; I need to be inside her when I come.
Slamming on the brakes, I steer to the shoulder of the highway, just far enough to not be in the direct way of any traffic. Releasing her hair, I grip her ass before sliding my fingers into the waistband of her boy shorts to shove them down. My fingers stroke her pussy a few times before I can’t wait anymore. Grabbing her hips, I quickly pull her onto my lap. Reaching between us, I position my dick just right as she moves down and takes me inside her.
Her nails dig into my shoulder as she shifts up then moves back down, a soft moan escaping her lips that drives me further to the edge as I try to not lose my load inside her already. I need this to last longer. I need to be inside her longer. Focusing on her, I move my hand between us, my thumb rubbing circles over her clit. Her body tenses as her movements become faster.
“Come for me.” I keep working her pussy until I feel her body go rigid, then continue to rub her clit for a few seconds before moving my hands to her sides, bringing her down on me every time I lift to pound into her. And it doesn’t take but a few more strokes until I’m coming along with her.
She leans forward, her arms around my neck as she remains silent for a minute and makes no effort to move off of me. And I decide to remain this way until she chooses otherwise.
24
MORGAN
“Whose bright fucking idea was this?” I bitch as I carry a blanket to the spot on the lawn near a tree that is providing a little bit of shade.
“I told you that you didn’t have to come.” Ryder tosses his bag next to me then takes off across the field towards Harrison.
Cade drops down in the grass beside me. “He’s right. We both said you didn’t have to come out here.”
“Yeah. Because staying home with Father Jackass was so much more appealing,” I bitch but that’s not the real reason I didn’t want to stay home. It has been nice actually being around Cade and watching Ryder so happy. Fuck. I’m going to regret this. “Thank you,” I force out before looking to Cade. “For defending my brother.”
“Always.” He doesn’t say anything else before he leans over and gives me a tender, slow kiss that is way too affectionate. But it doesn’t last long as some other dude that is friends with Ryder shouts for everyone to huddle up.
“Don’t have too much fun over here.”
“Couldn’t if I tried,” I mutter, glancing over the park that spans the southern shoreline of Lake Pontchartrain. It’s been years since I’ve been here, but not much has changed around the Lakefront. I lie back on the blanket, close my eyes, and attempt to relax.
It’s about twenty minutes later when I feel someone beside me. Opening my eyes, I spot Cade gulping down a bottle of water as he watches the other morons playing flag football. Out of everything they could’ve picked to do on their Sunday off, this was it.
“I thought Coach had a no-playing-sports-outside-of-Wildcat-football agenda in case of injury,” I grumble as I prop up on my elbows and watch Ryder sprint across the field surprisingly quickly.
“He does,” Cade says between swigs. “But it doesn’t matter. Plus, it’s flag football. No tackling. No getting hurt.”
“Sure. Just a pulled muscle or twisted ankle.”
