It bore down on her, her orgasm. Hurtling toward her much like the truck hurtled down the freeway. The sound of cars passing by, the knowledge that anyone could see them if they just looked closely enough, it was too much for her to handle.
She came with a long, breathless cry, her entire body shaking beneath his hand, her belly clenching with the climax. And still he continued to touch her, his strokes gentling, his fingers rubbing against her pussy until her fingers went lax about his wrist.
Jake removed his hand, rested it on the steering wheel and she slumped next to him. Trying to catch her breath, calm her reeling head. Her entire body felt on fire, excited for more when normally an orgasm wiped her out, made her relaxed.
“You are a complete surprise,” he finally said after he gave her a few minutes to recover.
Readjusting her panties, she pushed the skirt of her dress down, smoothed it over her legs. “What do you mean?”
“I can’t believe you let me get you off while I’m driving.” He flashed her a naughty smile. “That was the hottest thing I’ve seen in a long time, and I didn’t even get to enjoy it fully.”
“Oh.” She pressed her lips together, a little bit embarrassed. Maybe she shouldn’t have let him do that. But it had felt so damn good, his skilled fingers teasing her clit…
She got hot and bothered just thinking about it.
“You probably think—”
“That you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever been with? Yeah, that’s exactly what I think,” he said, cutting her off. Making her feel like the most desired woman in the world.
“You know just what to say to make me feel good,” she said with a tiny smile.
He laughed and took the freeway exit that would take them to her apartment. “I’ve never been told that before.”
“Well, it’s true.” She rested her hand on his solid thigh, marveling at the firm muscle beneath her palm. “God, you’re hard.”
“Move your hand up a few inches and you’ll discover just how hard,” he said, amusement lacing his voice.
Her cheeks heated with embarrassment. She hadn’t realized she said that out loud. “You’re really muscular is what I meant.”
“I’m out of shape. Months in rehabilitation will do that to a person.”
“Then I don’t know if I’d be able to stand it, seeing you in top physical condition.”
He leered at her. “Oh yeah, baby. I’m a sight to see.”
She laughed. He was fun. Not very serious, awfully sweet and very good with his hands.
This was proving to be a most serendipitous relationship.
Jake followed Mia into her apartment, shutting the door for her and wrenching the lock home. He watched with unrestrained lust as she bent over to set her purse on the end table next to the couch. The swish of her hips, her pretty ass before him, his for the taking.
Damn, he still couldn’t believe she let him touch her like that in his truck. How responsive she’d been, how wet. His cock still throbbed at the memory, and he brought his hand up to his face, breathed deep her lingering feminine scent. She was lucky he hadn’t attacked her like some sort of caveman the second they got into her place.
He could still do it. Grab her about the waist and haul her close. Grind himself against her backside, let her feel exactly what she did to him.
So he did. He rushed up on her, hands locked about her slender waist and pulling her close. She gasped, her head turning to the side so she could look at him, but he tilted his head to hers. His mouth rested dangerously close to her delicate ear. Close enough to bite.
“I want you,” he whispered just before he nibbled her lobe.
She shivered in his arms, her body tense but not because she was nervous. Oh no, the sexual awareness that shimmered between them was too hard to ignore. He knew he couldn’t resist it. Resting her arms over his, her fingers caressed his forearms and made his skin tingle. “I want you too.”
His eyes slid closed for the briefest moment as he savored the feel of her in his arms. Her ass nestled perfectly against his cock, her bare b
ack rubbed against his front and her entire body relaxed in his embrace. As if she trusted him. Gave herself over to him.
That meant more to him than she’d ever know.
“You’re like a present for a special day.” His hand went for the tie at the back of her neck. Played with the ends of the fabric that rested against her back. “And I can’t wait to unwrap you.”