I forgot how damn cold it was outside.
The chilled air hit my cheeks as soon as we exited the packed bar. Sounds muted in the absence of music and laughter, replaced with the noise of cars passing by. I tugged on Gavin’s hand and looked back at him, noticing how he was watching my every move, that dilation filling his eyes like he could consume my soul if he tried. My heart throbbed in my ears every time he squeezed my fingers. I had to stop myself from nearly skipping to the black Jeep Wrangler parked beneath a streetlamp.
The Jeep’s lights flickered when he unlocked the doors, and with one glance over my shoulder at his darkened eyes, I let his hand go and reached for the handle. It opened—
Gavin crashed into my back. The door snapped close as he trapped me between his heated body and the cold metal. A groan escaped me at the strength of him over me, his nose in my hair, hands on my hips, and fisting my skirt in his grasp. I arched back into him, my mouth agape when his lips pressed to my neck. I ground my ass against his pelvis just as he raised my skirt a fraction—only enough that the bare part of my thighs above my stockings was exposed. A shiver washed over me with the wind blowing, but it didn’t pull me from the moment. I reached back and snaked my arm up, hand resting behind his head and grabbing his hair as my body rocked against his. The fact that we were on the street in front of everyone did little to deter me from nearly bending over and letting him fuck me against his car. I could feel his length stiffening between my ass cheeks, his size making a whimper leave me.
“Do you want it right here,” he asked in a breath. His touch traveled from my hips to my front, one finger whispering over the tiny lace thong I was wearing. I flinched at the tickle of his hands, ready to plead for him to continue.
“Should I bend you over the front of my car?” he whispered. “Would you like everyone to watch?”
“Yes,” she answered.
His finger dipped beneath the lace, making my eyes roll. Oh,fuck. A restlessness sank into my knees. I groaned again, and he chuckled into my neck as the pad of his thumb grazed my throbbing clit. Fucking hell, I needed him.
“Shit, Chloe,” he groaned. “You’re so wet for me. I could slide inside you so easily… Hold my hand over your mouth… Tease you until tears fall down your beautiful cheeks, and you beg for more…” His rasp shivered over my body, and my hips moved involuntarily against his touch.
“Will you beg for me tonight, baby?”
The window fogged from my heated breath as my body melted into his embrace. He flipped me around, making me jolt into the car door with the strength of his hands. I was pinned beneath him, my wrists restrained by my head. He kissed me again, biting and eager. His stiffness pressed into my abdomen, making my leg bend up around his waist so he could push further into me. The wind had no chance at separating us as he released my left wrist and wrapped that hand beneath my thigh, hiking it higher around his waist. And when he let go of my other wrist, allowing me to hold his face instead, he squeezed my ass so hard that I moaned into his mouth.
I had just pulled back when I felt his touch on my jaw, his thumb stroking my bottom lip.
“Once you get in this car… you’re all mine.”
My fingers breezed his stomach before diving beneath his shirt. The warmth of his skin met my chilled fingers, and his abs flinched at my touch. I tilted my head back to look at him, nails scratching his skin, and I wrapped my lips around his thumb.
His chest collapsed heavily as I sucked his finger, and I whispered, “Show me your shadow in the dark…Eros.”
I thought his gaze had held licentious desire and wickedness in them before… but at the very mention of what he said was his true name, all green evacuated beneath his widened pupils, and he laughed.
The manlaughed.
It was a laugh that cradled my bones in a sudden craving for every part of him. A laugh that heated and curled my blood, quickened my heart, and called to the deepest parts of my soul. I had wanted him before… but now…
Now, I would do everything to have him.
“Oh, sweet girl—”
His hand slid down my neck and tightened on my throat, making my breath hitch, my heart stumble, and as he hovered over me, that dimple shone beneath his scruff.
“—You’re going to regret calling me that.”
Fuck, he was hot.
The kiss he pressed to my lips was fleeting, and he held my face in his hand as he said, “Put your address in,” before opening the door for me. He was still watching me as I crawled in, a seriousness taking over his eyes, his mouth sagging with every labored breath. He pinched my ass, making me yelp, then gave me a wink and closed the door.
The click of that door sent a pulse through me. Adrenaline and desire mingled and entwined through my veins like they were carrying poison straight to my staggering heart. I was nearly giddy with want for this man.
I sat up on my knees in the seat and started punching in my address on the GPS screen once he’d entered the driver’s seat and turned over the engine. Rock music blared in the speakers, and neither of us bothered turning it down. His seatbelt clicked. He put the car in drive, and as he pulled out into traffic, a sharp ache of excitement surged through me. My body threw back into the seat at his acceleration. I laughed unexpectedly, and Gavin just smirked at me in response.
The bass vibrated the entire car. He swerved through downtown. Every flashing red light and headlight passing by and reflecting off his features had my eager body restless. They highlighted every beautiful line on his face, making me crave him even more. I pushed back up to my knees and leaned over in his direction, wanting to tease him as he’d been teasing me. He opened up to me without hesitation, and as he wrapped his right hand around my waist, I bent over the console.
His skin tasted like he smelled—like candy and musk and dangerous peppered vanilla spice. He tasted like dessert, and I wanted to know if he tasted like that everywhere. I reached into his pants, a moan escaping me when I felt his cock erecting beneath my hand.
And when we slowed to a stoplight, he took both his hands off the steering wheel and wrapped them around my face, kissing me. Desperately. Like this was his last night on earth. I sucked his tongue as I pulled away, and our eyes met beneath a sliver of the red glare from the light.
“Slide back,” I whispered before kissing him again.
