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When We Kiss

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Holding her hand, I give it a gentle pull, stopping her. “I don’t care if they do. Now, give me a kiss.”

“Chad, I—”

Her protest is lost in my lips covering hers, pushing them apart, sliding my tongue along hers. She melts almost at once, and I feel her hand touching my lower back. The other one is on my cheek, and it makes me smile. Our eyes blink open, meeting, and she sighs, smiles.

“I like spending the night with you. I liked fucking you without a condom. I like where this is going, and I don’t give a fuck who knows.”

Maybe it’s too fast. Maybe it’s too strong, but I’m not interested in that. I’ve watched her, waited for her to open the door. She let me in, and I won’t have her spooked by small-town gossip.

“So bossy.” She touches my stomach, and I know she’s into it. “We still have to work today.”

I catch her hand and kiss her fist. “I’ll jog home, and I’ll see you at lunch.”

Not waiting for another word, I take off out the door, glad I shoved my feet in tennis shoes before I left my place last night with one thing on my mind.

Lunch finds Tabby straddling my lap in the cruiser. We’re parked off a narrow road leading to a small beach, behind a tree and two thick bushes, far enough from the main road to be hidden.

My hand is in the back of her panties, cupping her ass, and I slip my finger in that little hole, using it to guide her forward and up as she rides my dick.

“Oh!” She jumps and her inner walls grip me tighter at the sensation. I almost blow.

We’re soft and slippery, skin against skin, no barriers. Her breath is laced with little moans as her orgasm builds, and it’s so fucking hot.

Too eager to wait, we’re both still partially dressed. Her skirt is up, shirt unbuttoned, and I jerked her bra down so her soft breasts bounce right at my chin. She exhales a whimper of pleasure with every thrust. Dipping my head, I catch a hard nipple, giving it a firm tug, a gentle bite, and her orgasm explodes all around my cock.

“Yes…” Her head tilts back, and I lean up, loving the feel of her coming on me. Two more upward thrusts and I let go with my own blistering orgasm. It blanks my mind.

“Tabby…” I hold her, filling her, realizing every time we do this, it gets harder to stop, harder to imagine ever letting her go.

She sighs, relaxing into me. Her elbows are on the tops of my shoulders, and she traces a finger along my hairline. “Two weeks, and I’ve not only ridden in a cop car, I’ve ridden you in a cop car.”

“They warned me you were a bad girl.”

“You’re a bad boy, Chad Tucker.”

That makes me chuckle. I’m still deep inside her. Her shirt is still open, soft breasts against my chin. Our lips are a breath apart, and

I hold her, sliding my hands along her soft body. “You bring out the best in me.”

“The best or the beast?” It’s a sassy purr, and I kiss her again.

“What do you think?”

“I think lunch is over, and I’ve got to get back to town.” She hops off my lap to the other side of the car, straightening her panties under her black skirt.

My uniform pants were only shoved partially down my ass, and I jerk them back into place, looking down for any signs of what we just did. Somehow, I don’t see any.

Tabby’s murmuring on the other side of the car. “Andy ruined these.” Her stretched and misshapen panties are on her finger, and anger rises in my chest.

“Who’s Andy?”

Her face flames red, and she covers her mouth with her hand. “Did I say that out loud?”

“Tabby?”

“Are you acting jealous?” Her eyes widen, and she starts to laugh more.

“Who’s Andy.” My voice is level, and she leans toward me.



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