She swallowed his groan. Then she rode him, uncaring of anything but her frantic need for something so close yet still out of reach.
He gripped her hips and ground up into her on a hiss. “Oh yeah, take it.” He pumped deeper into her and put his fingers to good use again, sliding over her clit until she shattered, Evan following with a muffled roar.
He continued kissing her, his affection warm, his caresses tender.
She calmed, still shivering, and reveled in the fullness inside her. “Car sex is amazing.”
He groaned. “With you, yeah. I came too fast. Sorry.”
“Nothing to be sorry about.” She kissed him again, leisurely now, no longer in a hurry to reach an orgasm. “Wow. It’s so much better with you inside me.”
“Sure is.” He kissed her back and hugged her. “I hate to ruin the mood, but a car has circled past the park twice. And if it’s a cop, it would be best if we weren’t caught with our pants down.”
She gasped. “No, that wouldn’t be good.” She hustled off him and put her clothing to rights, grimacing at her sodden panties.
“I really filled this up,” he said with a touch of humor as he removed the condom and tied it off then set it on the floor. He pulled his pants back up. “Thanks for christening the Lexus.”
She grinned, feeling adventurous. Sex in a car. Check. One more item off her bucket list. “Now you’ll never forget me.”
He leaned close to kiss her again. “Not a chance.” His bright smile shifted something inside her, her heart alight with happiness.
When he turned off the car, she had a sudden thought he meant to make love to her again in the back seat. It looked cramped, and she wondered how they’d fit. She couldn’t wait to see.
Instead, he left the car, came around to her side, and opened the door. “I’m escorting you safely to your car. No way I’m letting you get turned into a werewolf. Not on my watch.”
“You are so weird.”
He laughed. “Back at ya, Ms. Car Sex.”
She flushed. “That’s weird?”
“Not really. That you haven’t done it in a car before now is weird to me. If I’d known you in my teens, I’d have had those panties off and those ankles around my ears in the back seat of my dad’s Dodge, for sure.”
“So romantic, Evan.” Ankles around his ears, hmm? Something else to aspire to.
“Now drive home safely and text me when you get there, okay?”
“Evan.”
“Please, Kenzie. I’ll worry.”
She softened at the affection she clearly heard. “Fine. You do the same.”
He grinned at that. “I will. And see you Thursday. Just because you gave me another orgasm doesn’t mean you don’t owe me a proper date.”
“Whatever.” She was still smiling when she arrived home.
* * *
Thursday night, Kenzie continued to feel bad about Tuesday’s date, even though ithadended on a spectacular note.
Who knew a little white lie to Will and Rachel would turn into a soccer commitment from Evan? Apparently Will had gotten Evan a small job consulting on a case for the DA, and Evan could now be considered an official employee of the county. So, hello to Soccer Saturdays.
Kenzie rang Evan’s doorbell.
He opened the door and stood back, waiting for her to enter. “Did you bring everything?”
She nodded and handed him a stack of papers and a flash drive. “All that I could think to bring. I really do appreciate you looking into this for me. I’ll pay you—”
