“I need you,” I ground out.
“You already have me,” she answered in the sexiest voice that I knew was used only with me.
“Fuck, Kay!” I growled, running my hands underneath her dress. I squeezed and massaged her ass until her moans grew louder and louder. Eventually I couldn’t take it anymore and I pulled at the fabric, needing to get to the treasure they hid. With my left hand I cupped her hot core and felt her wetness spilling into my hand. “You’re so wet, baby.”
“Joshua, I—” She broke off on a moan when I ran my index finger along her labia, slowly.
“You what?” I urged at the same time I pushed one of my long fingers into her core. She was so fucking wet and tight as her muscles gripped my finger. God, she was beyond beautiful, the way she tossed her head back, her hair spilling over her shoulders. Her hips began rocking against my finger.
“You like that?” I taunted.
“Mmm,” came her reply.
“Show me. Show me how much you enjoy it, baby!” I demanded, entering a second finger. I massaged her clit with my thumb while reaching for her g-spot. My cock was hard as a brick, begging to be released from my pants to enter into the tight little pussy of hers, but I wanted to savor this. I needed to watch her as she derived pleasure from me. I gave and she took.
Her hands tightened around my shoulders at the same time her inner muscles tightened around my probing fingers.
“Come for me, baby,” I encouraged, knowing she was close.
Her head lolled back against the roof of my car, her chest heaved and her pussy squeezed tightly around my fingers as she came. My mouth watered and I fell to my knees, hoisting her leg over my shoulder, putting my mouth on her weeping pussy. I licked up every drop that I could wring out of her, essentially sending her into another orgasm. By the time I finished, the shaved hairs of my beard were saturated with her essence, and I couldn’t have been more pleased. Save for the fact that my cock was demanding its own release. It was time for me to give my body what it was demanding.
Quickly, I rose to my feet, unbuttoned my pants and belt. Before I knew it, Kay’s hand was on my rod, pulling me free of my pants. I looked up and stared into her hazy eyes. She was as far gone as I was.
“Guide me inside your sweet spot, baby,” I urged just before I bit her bottom lip and sucked it into my mouth.
We both sighed and groaned when the tip of my cock first breached her entrance. My hips sank into her body and a dizzying feeling overcame me. I reached for the top of my car to brace myself, and began pistoning my hips rapidly. Kay’s body responded in kind, pumping against mine, her arms around my shoulders tightened and our lips scrambled to suck and taste one another’s. I was completely lost in the experience of just the two of us. I had no regard for the fact that we were outside, in my front driveway, going at it like rabbits. I wouldn’t have given a shit if someone saw us either. I’d never felt like this about anyone. Ever.
As the heaviness of that realization began to settle on my shoulders, I felt my body stiffen and my orgasm started in the soles of my feet.
“Come with me!” I grunted. I ran my thumb along Kayla’s distended button, running circles over it. Her thighs tightened around my hips and a strangling noise came from her throat.
I sank my teeth in the exposed skin of her neck, suckling the sweet taste of her skin as we came together. I emptied everything I had in me, into her, figuratively and literally.
Mine.
That was the only word that repeated itself over and over in my head. This woman was mine. I squeezed my eyes tightly, remembering the stupid shit I’d said to Tyler’s ribbing earlier. I didn’t mean it. I knew at the time I hadn’t meant it. I just hadn’t been prepared to deal with the reality that I was deeply, utterly, and yes, hopelessly in love with my best friend from high school. Maybe I had been for a while.
“Shit!” I cursed when I picked up my head from Kay’s shoulder to realize the noise I heard in the background wasn’t just my own soul coming back to my body, but my cell phone. Fuck it. Whoever it was could wait.
“Y-you should get that.” Kay’s voice was low and held a tremble as I pulled out of her. She dipped her head, avoiding my gaze, as she worked to fix her now crumpled dress.
“Are you hurt?” I questioned looking at her for signs that I’d been too rough against the car. Fuck. I should’ve waited until we were inside, but my need for her had been all consuming.
“No.” She shook her head, again avoiding eye contact.
“Kay—” My phone began ringing again. “Fuck!” I cursed and pulled my phone free from my pocket, checking to see who was calling. It was Damon. I knew whatever it was, was important.Shit.
“Yeah,” I answered, in an urgent and annoyed tone.
“Apologies for being MIA for a little bit. But I got that information you were asking about, and if you want to get this shit handled, I suggest you jump on it now,” he began without preamble.
Damn.
This would be happening right now. “Give me a sec,” I stated, grabbing my keys from the ground. Apparently, they’d fallen out of my pocket or my hand in my rush to get to Kayla.
“I got it,” she insisted, taking the keys from me and moving toward the door.
I narrowed my gaze at her retreating back. Something wasn’t right. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but we obviously needed to talk.
