One Wild Ride (Lords of Mayhem 2)

She laughed, and the darkness that had crept into the car was banished. They arrived at the drive-in, and she parked in the last row. “We have to do this straight Outsiders style. Neither of us would be Socs, and Greasers always had to be in the back.” She grinned at him.

Moose shook his head. “You want me to start calling you Ponyboy?”

“Come on now, we both know I’d be Two-Bit.” She winked.

He chuckled. “You hungry?”

“Nope, I stuffed my face with the girls earlier at Corked. How about you?”

“Naw, I’m good. The only thing I really need is to relax. Shit was balls to the walls for seven days straight.” He rolled his neck, loosening the stiffness that had settled into his muscles.

She scrolled through the radio stations, finding the one the theater broadcasted over. Sounds of previews filled the car.

Halfway through Frankenstein, Moose found his eyes glued to Joey’s rack. The scoop-neck shirt teased him with a view of her cleavage and he wanted a closer inspection. He eyed the backseat and decided to test his luck. Slyly, he slipped his hand onto her thigh and slowly made his way higher, massaging her through the denim as he went. She moaned, and he moved up to the inseam of her jeans, going in for the kill. Her heat radiated through the fabric and he growled. “I bet you’re wet for me,” he said.

“Moose, what are you doing?”

“Making it a night neither of us will forget. What’s a drive-in experience without a little make-out?”

“I’m looking into those blue eyes of yours and I’m convinced what you want is much more than a little groping.”

“You scared?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Oh no, I’m game if you are.”

The determination visible in her locked jaw and dark eyes made him laugh. They were an island on their own in the back row. The light from the massive screen lit the car up just enough to glean her expressions. “Then open your legs for me, Jo-Jo.”

A heartbeat passed and her legs parted like the gates of heaven.

“That’s my girl.” He rubbed her, pressing the material and her panties against her clit. “Does it feel good, baby?”

She lifted her hips and rocked with his motion. “Yes.”

“I think we can do even better.” He paused and she whimpered. “Shh.” He unbuttoned the top of her jeans and slid his hands down inside, past the soft silk of her underwear. Her heat warmed his fingers as it coated them. “So damn wet.”

“See what you do to me, lover?”

Her whispered endearment went straight to his dick. The more he saw of her, the more he liked. “That’s nothing compared to what I have planned.” Moose circled her clit and moved down to dip inside her center. Her walls clung to his fingers as he watched her come to life.

Her head fell back, and her breath came in small puffs. Her lids lowered, and she bit down on her bottom lip. She lifted her hips, impaling herself on his finger.

He added another one, tilting his hand to penetrate deeper.

Her chest rose and fell and she reached up to wrap her hands around his wrist. “More.”

Moose added a third finger and increased his speed. “You’re so pretty when you come, baby. Are you going to do it for me?” He leaned down and nibbled her neck, sucking the skin into his mouth. He’d never been the hickey type, but he wanted everyone to know he had her shit on lock.

“Moooose.” She stretched out the O’s, shaking as she ground onto his fingers. Her muscles flexed and he groaned as a gush of liquid flooded him and she put his fingers in a chokehold. He continued to manipulate her supple flesh as she came down from her high.

“Jesus, Moose.” She turned her head to face him and gave a shaky smile.

He removed his fingers from her jeans and brought them to his lips, holding her gaze as he sucked them clean. She licked her lips and his cock swelled. Joey wasn’t shy in the bed and had never said no to any of the things he wanted to try. He removed his fingers with a pop. “Best snack I ever had at the movies,” he teased.

“You’re so dirty,” she whispered.

“And you love every minute of it.”

“I do, never claimed to be squeaky clean.”