“Yeah.”
Nonchalantly, I toyed with the zipper of her jeans. Tugged it down. “I thought we’d do a little experiment.”
She shot me a panicked look, but I didn’t miss the edge of excitement in her expression. It magnified when I nudged aside her panties. She’d exchanged the first animal print pair for one in her size and I actually found it hotter than hell, minus the Juicy on her ass. I slipped my finger down her lips. Wetness slicked my skin.
“Tray,” she half whispered, half moaned.
I pressed deeper, circling the stiffening nub of flesh. “
Open your legs for me.”
She swallowed loudly enough for me to hear and parted her knees, jamming her foot down on the pedal in the process. “Dammit. There’s a cop up there.”
“Just drive. Slow and easy. Rock your hips.”
“I can’t do this.”
“You are.” When she set her jaw, I drew my finger slightly away. “Want me to stop?”
She shook her head. “No. You know I don’t.”
I hid my smile, but barely. I waited until we’d cruised past the cop before unsnapping my belt and leaning closer to lick the hollow of her collarbone. She stifled a cry in her throat and I pushed deeper, harder. “See how much I trust you? I’ve had this car since I was sixteen. I lost my virginity in it, about five times over.”
“You’re fucking crazy,” she gasped.
“Probably.” Laughing, I licked up the side of her neck, finding that crevice between her jaw and ear that always smelled so good. “Next time we’ll try this with my face in your lap. That’s the advanced level.”
“Jesus. Do you want me to…wreck…your…car?” She was concentrating so hard that she started braking for a stop light halfway up the block.
“No. I want you to come on my hand. On my fingers. I want to feel you pulsing as I push inside you.”
She didn’t say anything, but her breathing had gone shallow and fast. She wrapped her hands around the wheel, as tightly her thighs were clutching my hand.
“Two?” I knew what she wanted. What she needed.
Silently, she lifted her hips, giving me the room to slide two fingers into her snug wet slit. I groaned as they bottomed out inside her, flexing them before I retreated and sank in again. Her body clasped me and she hit the gas, rolling through a light just before it turned red.
“You little lawbreaker.” I bit her neck and she moaned, gyrating her ass. I rubbed the side of my thumb over her clit and she whimpered. “You’re turned on by this, aren’t you? That’s why you’re so wet. So wet for me, baby.”
“Tray. God. Don’t stop.”
“Never.” I glanced out the windshield. “Turn here. Signal first.”
She did, grumbling under her breath. Then I rubbed her clit, hard, while surging my fingers deep. She shattered, her hot arousal wetting my palm. She bucked and clamped her legs around me, keeping me in place while she rode out her orgasm. Still quaking, she tapped the gas just hard enough to get us to the next light.
“Beautiful.” I kissed her shoulder and eased back, hating to leave her warmth as much as she protested my exit. “Turn here. Go left.”
After going left, she cut me a glance. I chose that moment to slip my index finger into my mouth. “Mmm.”
“God, Tray.” She trembled. “You’re so bad.”
I grinned. “Admit it. You like it.”
She gave me a hint of a smile as she refocused on the road. “Yeah. I do.” She cast a quick glance at my lap. “Guess I’ll have to return the favor later. If you’re good.”
“So what you’re telling me is I’ll be one-handing it tonight?”
Her laughter was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard. Each time, I wondered if it would be the last. I couldn’t shake the feeling that if I blinked, we’d be over.