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We’re a frenzy of limbs. It’s like now that we’ve finally given into this attraction that’s been building since the moment he stepped into this town; there was no stopping us.

I try to slide my hand under his shirt to explore his hot skin, but my fingers get stuck in the material. I let out a muffled sound in protest. Miguel pushes my hands back and grips the hem of his shirt, pulling it off in one swift movement, tossing the shirt out of the way before he pulls me back to him.

His skin is scorching hot under my palms as I explore thelines of his chest in the darkness. He was always fit, but right now, every muscle of his torso is clearly defined.

“You’re so fucking perfect, Red.” Miguel slides his mouth over my chin, his stubble scratching my jaw and leaving goosebumps in his wake as he kisses his way down my neck, his hands slipping into my shirt.

He tries to unhook my bra, but his hand bumps into the steering wheel.

“Fuck,” he mutters and just ends up pushing my shirt and bra out of his way before bending down and sucking on one of my nipples.

“Miguel…” My fingers grip his hair as I pull him closer to me.

He hums against my skin, his tongue flicking over one hard bud. Then, his other hand slides between our bodies and under my skirt.

“Fuck, you’re so wet for me, baby,” he groans as his fingers slide over my panties, feeling the wetness of the material.

I roll my hips against his hand. “Miguel, I need…”

I bite into my lower lip, feeling the color rise up my cheeks as I rub myself shamelessly against his fingers, the pleasure building in my core.

“What?”

“I need to feel you inside of me.”

Even in the darkness, I can see his eyes shine with desire.

He doesn’t need to be told twice. Miguel pushes my skirt up. I raise a little so I can sneak my hand between us and unzip his jeans. His cock springs free between us, my hand wrapping around his hot length. He hisses softly as I give him a few slow strokes just as his fingers push my panties to the side, the tips of his fingers rubbing against my clit.

My eyes fall shut as the first shudder runs through me.

Miguel’s nose brushes against mine. I blink my eyes open tofind him staring at me. My grip around his cock tightens, and I position him at my entrance, lowering myself over him.

His fingers dig into my hips as he helps guide my movement. My teeth sink into my lower lip to stop it from wobbling as he stretches me slowly until he’s fully seated, pain and pleasure mixing together.

It’s been long, too long, since somebody made me feel this way.

Miguel’s eyes hold mine as I pull back, only to sink down deeper.

His hand cups my cheek, brushing my hair back. “So fucking beautiful.”

The softly whispered words make my heart skip a beat. A kaleidoscope of emotions is shining from his eyes, making it hard to breathe, so instead of focusing on that and trying to figure it out, I lean down and press my mouth against his.

Miguel lets out a low groan as we slowly find our rhythm, years of being together coming back like we were never apart. His hand cups my breast, fingers tweaking my nipple. I shift my weight, changing the angle as my movements become faster.

“Red,” Miguel breathes, breaking the kiss. “Slow down, or I’ll—”

But I didn’t want to slow down. I was so close, and I could feel he was too. His hands slide down, gripping my ass, as I sink lower, his cock hitting just the right spot. My whole body tenses as the orgasm rips through my body.

I can feel Miguel come along with me, his hard muscles sleek with sweat as my weightless body falls over his.

I press my forehead against his, our ragged breaths mingling together as we come down from the high.

Miguel’s still inside of me, his warm palm gently rubbing against the small of my back as his mouth brushes against my forehead.

We just sit there, neither of us moving, when the soft buzzing breaks through the post-sex haze.

Holy shit, I just had sex with Miguel.

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