Here With Me

I give her another quick kiss before shoving her in the cab. “I don’t plan on sleeping.”

13

Mindy

Sawyer’s focus is on the road as we race back from the lake to my house. I’m sitting in the middle of the bench seat with my head on his shoulder. My hand is in his lap, and I look down, tracing my fingers along his muscular thigh.

“It takes so long to drive home from the lake. We should just pull over.”

“Somebody might stop to check on us.” His arm goes around my shoulders. “We’re almost there.”

I don’t know how he’s so controlled. I feel like I’m burning up. My hand moves higher, and I can’t help a grin. He’s sporting some major wood in those jeans. It makes me excited and horny, and a little naughty.

“It feels so far.” I trace my fingers along his hardness, blinking up to see his Adam’s apple bob with a swallow.

“Don’t make me wreck.”

“Just focus on the road.” Leaning down, I lower the zipper on his jeans, spreading the fly apart so I can get better access to his dick. “You didn’t wear underwear.”

“I showered before I came over.”

I’m not sure what that has to do with it, but it makes my job easier. Leaning down, I slide my tongue along the mushroom tip of his cock. He exhales a noise, shifting higher in his seat.

“Mindy…” I love the way he groans my name, his voice all strained like that. “This isn’t a good idea.”

“Just the tip?” I pull it between my lips, giving him a firm suck.

“Fuck…” His hand grips the back of my hair, and I do it again, coming off to flicker my tongue around the edge.

Going down, I can’t get my mouth around him properly between the seat and his jeans, but based on the sounds he’s making, the rocking of his hips, and his hand fisting the back of my hair, what I’m doing is working.

He’s hard and straining, and I’m trying to get my fingers between him and the denim. “Shit, we’re almost there.”

I come off him with a pop, leaning up to look around my neighborhood. My lips are hot and throbbing, and my hand is on his wet cock, sliding up and down, keeping him on edge. “Park in the driveway so I can finish.”

“We can’t do this in my truck in front of your house.”

“Prude.”

“I have a reputation in town.” He slams the shift into park and rips the keys out of the ignition. “Get in the house and get naked.”

“So bossy.” I slide out on the passenger’s side, grinning as I run up the steps. “I’m going to finish what I started.”

We’re barely through the door when he has me pinned against the wall in a kiss. His hand is between my legs, ripping my denim skirt higher and finding my drenched panties.

“Jesus, you feel so good.” His fingers trace their way inside me, and I moan.

“You feel so good.” I pull his lips with mine, riding his fingers as he pinches my clit.

His mouth is at my neck, biting the skin gently, sending sparks of pleasure through my body. With a quick kiss, I drop to my knees again and pull at his waist.

“Mindy,” he groans, bracing one arm against the wall and looking down as I free his enormous cock.

“That’s better.” I have it in my fist, pumping it as I look up at him. “Where were we?”

Leaning forward, I pull him into my mouth, this time taking him all the way. He hisses and groans again, and his hand holds the back of my head.

“Mindy… I can’t…”