He grinned in that way that I loved so much. Yet, instead of reaching for his wallet, he opened the car door, and got out, his hand tugging mine. He damn near drug me over the center console, to get out on the driver’s side with him. As soon as I exited, he pressed my back against the side of the car. He pulled his wallet out of his back pocket and retrieved a condom, displaying it between our two bodies.
“I’m like the fucking boy scouts. Always prepared.”
“I don’t think they’re referring to condoms when they use that slogan.”
His response was to pull my lips against his. As we kissed, he pushed my jeans down and over my hips, as I did the same for him.
Kicking my shoes off, I stripped the jeans off completely and wrapped my legs around Luke’s waist. He plunged into me.
Tossing my head backward and arching my back, I let out a wild scream. I didn’t think about the fact that we were outside or that while we were in a secluded spot, anyone could turn down this road and find us in this position. All I cared about was the way Luke worked his hips.
“Shit, you feel so fucking good,” he said against my neck.
“Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop,” I begged while he thrusted his hips again. I tightened my thighs around his waist and dug my fingers into his shoulders, holding on for dear life.
“Six damned weeks, I dreamt about this pussy.”
I called out his name while he ravaged my body. My orgasm hit me quicker than I expected, as if my body had waited for this release and couldn’t hold back.
When my pussy muscles clamped down and around Luke’s rod, his body tensed, and his hands tightened around my thighs. He squeezed me firmly when his orgasm tore through him, pulling a loud yell from him. It was the sexiest sound I’d ever heard.
“Shit,” he panted, pressing his forehead against mine. I could still feel him pulsing inside of me, even through the barrier of the condom. “How’s that for waltzing?”
Laughing, I said, “You’d be champion in my book,” before taking his face into my hands and kissing him.
***
“I can’t believe I had sex with you out here.” I laughed and turned to Luke, as we both laid on the hood of his car. Luke’s phone sat in between our bodies, playingDisfunction, an album from the band Rejected One.
“This was the popular hookup spot when I was a teenager.”
Luke turned from looking up at the sky to stare over at me. “You snuck your freaky ass up here with a guy?”
“More than once. I actually lost my virginity here.” I laughed when he stared. “Jealous?”
“Possibly.”
I waved my hand. “Don’t be. I was young and dumb as all hell. Tommicus Wilkens. He was a complete let down. After that, I swore sex was overrated.”
He snorted. “Your first mistake was fucking a dude named Tommicus.”
He laughed when I elbowed him in the side. “I was seventeen. You can’t hold it against me.”
“I might,” he said, catching my hand in his and intertwining our fingers.
“Please. Like you don’t have a few duds in your past you’d like to forget. Oh wait, never mind, you probably don’t remember half of the women you’ve slept with.”
“Not their names.” He shrugged.
I shook my head.
“They don’t matter anyway.” He turned fully on his side, keeping my hand in his hold.
Turning on my side to get a better view of him, I stared into his eyes and he looked back. There was so much depth in his eyes I swore I could stare forever.
“Why’d you start fighting?” I asked.
He looked away briefly, his nostrils flaring and lips tightening. I could feel tension fill his body when his fingers tightened around mine. He took so long to respond that I started to think he wasn’t going to. I held my breath and silently wished that he wouldn’t clam up on me again. Not this time.
