“You mean our second date?”
He chuckled. “That, too. Isn’t she a beauty?”
Cole was looking at me suggestively, so I decided to flirt right back at him. “It’s nice. Looks like she has a big back seat, too.”
His eyes slid down my body and settled on my ass. “She sure does.”
Cole shoved me into the backseat, cursing under his breath as he bumped into the doorframe when following me in. He quickly slammed the door shut, officially drawing the curtain between us and the outside world. Except… this particular curtain had really big windows, and the nearby lamppost would give anyone passing by more than an eyeful if they happened to peer inside.
Between that thought and the look on Cole’s face, I was instantly wet.
“What are you doing?” I asked. The ridge between the seats pressed into my thighs as I scanned the not quite empty parking lot.
“You.”
His hands moved faster than it took my brain to catch up, and within a few heated breaths, our clothes lay in crumpled heaps on the floor. A chill stole over me, totally exposed, but it was no match for the blazing trail left by his lips as he kissed his way up my body. I slumped into the door against my back, feeling the handle push against my spine, the glass of the window cool against my head. It was almost claustrophobic, having the bulk of his muscular frame bearing down on me like this.
But also, it wasincrediblyhot.
He peppered my neck with kisses, my jaw, but when his mouth hovered over mine, I pressed my palms flat against his chest.
“What if someone sees us?” I searched his eyes, our breath mingling in the cramped space.
“I don’t care. Ineedyou.”
The depth and breadth of that simple statement stirred the pooled heat in my core, and made it pulse in delicious anticipation.
His mouth dragged lower and I fought the urge to moan. That kind of sound would echo far too easily in this empty lot. So I bit the inside of my lip as he nipped at my skin, somehow greedy and tender at the same time. He shifted back on his knees to give himself more room, inevitably meeting with the closed door behind him. Cole grunted, adjusting his body awkwardly so he’d have the leverage he wanted most.
I wanted it, too. Right here in the parking lot. Sure, someone might see.
But that’s what made this sofun.
He lifted my leg and slung it over the back of the driver’s seat, eyes locked on my pussy that glistened with slick under the cool yellow glow of the lamppost outside. His tongue came out to wet his lips, and my hips jerked up, as though my body was being pulled toward him outside of my control.
The subtle motion was enough to get him to stop staring, and do something about it. Cole bent down and kissed his way up my inner thigh, inching slowly to the pulsing heat between my legs. I raised my hips as he got closer, and saw a faint smile curl his lips. He was pleased with himself.
I shifted on the seat, trying to avoid the bumps in the leather without losing the thrill of his warm breath ghosting over my clit. He inhaled deeply as he drew his nose along my core, breathing in the scent of my arousal before letting it all out with a heady sigh. He hadn’t made contact yet, but my clit was achingly hard from just that one exhale, a desperate need coiling tight in my pussy.
“Cole…” I buried my fingers in his hair and tried to guide his head down.
He fixed his sensuous gaze on me. “June.” On his lips, my name sounded like a prayer and a curse.
I squirmed under him, tilting my hips again. This was torture. And it wasn’t like we had all the time in the world. I was about to tell him this, when Cole lowered his mouth to my pussy, slowly dragging his tongue through my wetness. First along one side, then flicking the area just above my clit, and coming down the other side.
He repeated the motion, adding more pressure, and my hips jerked involuntarily when his tongue briefly made contact with my sensitive clit. Footsteps sounded in the distance and my breath caught, whole body tensing. But Cole didn’t stop, and I didn’t make him.
I kicked my foot up against the headrest of the back seat, rolling my hips to match his movements. He let out a quiet moan that might as well have been a blaring siren the way it vibrated through me. My pussy throbbed hard as he continued to torment me, seemingly enjoying the sound of my muffled moans as I bit down on my arm.
After two more long licks, he circled the tip of his tongue around my clit before flicking it in a rapid motion. I was forced to bite down harder. My breathing grew shallow, and I twisted my hand in his hair, pushing his face hard against my grinding hips. His absolute focus on my clit never wavered. He sucked and licked, building the tension inside me, coaxing me closer and closer to orgasm.
My body jerked again, so hard my foot slipped from the headrest, and my leg dropped over his shoulder. But it didn’tbreak his stride at all. He gave a low, resonant moan again and sucked my clit into his mouth.
“Oh,God, Cole.” I grabbed the seatbelt, curling it around my trembling hand and pulling tight. It was my anchor. Something to keep me from making too much noise.
I wanted to cry out. I wanted to scream his name until the last breath in my lungs was spent. But that would be dangerous. That might attract all kinds of attention.
Fresh arousal dripped out of me, streaking down my ass and onto the leather seat, which caused me to slide over it with the way Cole was coming at me. The seatbelt creaked under my tightening grip, fingers white as I tried to adjust my body so it didn’t slip too much. Through it all, he continued to bathe my clit with attention, and just when I felt myself edging toward the point of no return, he plunged two fingers into me.
