Page 313 of Vicious Temptation

She laughs, and I swallow the sound with another kiss, closing my hands around her hips as I grind her against me. Within seconds, we’re both breathing too hard for a couple who hasn’t even gotten past kissing.

Remi pulls away long enough to catch her breath before coming right back for me, just as fucking impatient.

“Your mom invited us over for dinner,” I say against her mouth as I tug her shirt over her head.

“Yeah?” Her teeth come down on my bottom lip.

I hiss and grip her throat.

She grins, admiring the mark she left before looking at me again.

“Yeah. Told me to bring my aunt.”

“She’ll like her.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of.”

Remi laughs. “All of us giving you a little hell for the weekend. Sounds perfect.”

I drag her closer and kiss the grin off her face, my free hand sliding beneath her breast and pushing her bra up until those pretty little piercings come into view. I flick my thumb over them, then dip for a taste. She rewards me with a soft moan, her hips pressing against my painfully hard dick.

For all the time we’ve spent in her car, in mine, on her car or mine, this is the first time we’re going to fuck inside one. It’s never been a practical option considering my size and the things I like to do with my girl, but right now, I couldn’t give less of a fuck about practicality.

“Take this off before I rip it,” I say, hooking my fingers into the racing suit bunched around her hips.

“Don’t you dare.”

“Don’t test me, fera. I’ve been thinking about fucking you since we left this morning.”

Remi drags her tongue slowly over my lips, a wicked little grin pulling at hers. “I’m supposed to be the bossy one.”

“Then start acting like it.”

She slides over the center console and does exactly as she’s told, only she doesn’t come back to me. Instead, she leans against the passenger door with a look that tells me she has something else in mind.

“So you’ve been thinking about fucking me all day? And what exactly were you imagining, Braga?” she asks, hiking one leg onto the seat, her pussy on display for me.

I take in the view and curse under my breath. “Mmm, my mind suddenly went blank, baby. Maybe I need a reminder.”

She bites the corner of her lip, sliding two fingers down her slit, already glistening for me. “Yeah? And maybe I need a little motivation.”

I follow her gaze to the obvious strain against my pants and waste no time giving her what she wants to see.

“There he is.”

I laugh. “That enough motivation for you?”

“I don’t know.” She looks entirely too pleased with herself. “I was expecting a little more enthusiasm.”

“Keep talking shit, fera.”

“What are you going to do about it from all the way over there?”

Two of her fingers slowly pump in and out of her as her eyes lock on mine.

I draw a heavy breath. “You really want to find out?”

“I’m counting on it.”