He groaned as she rubbed her hand over his hard-on. “Princess,” he groaned again. “I’d do anything to make you happy.”
“I’m getting that.” She shifted closer to him. “Pull over at the next lay-by.”
“We could get caught.”
“Let’s try and see if our luck holds out.”
She didn’t need to tell him twice.
“Wait,” she complained as they passed the next lay-by. “You missed it.”
Vaughn shook his head. “I know somewhere we’re less likely to be interrupted.”
Five minutes later he pulled off the road and into a public park they’d passed on the way in. The lot was empty as it was too dark for children to be there running around, and too late for parents to be enjoying eating out in the sun at the picnic benches.
“I’ve never had sex in a car.” Bailey’s words were thick with excitement as she set about unzipping his jeans.
“That makes two of us.” He grinned at her as he lifted his ass up off the driver’s seat to push his jeans and underwear down. Settling back down he released the seat from its position and pushed back, giving her more room to climb on top of him.
Bailey eyed him with a dark hunger that made him swell to almost painful.
“Come on, princess,” he demanded.
In answer she reached under her skirt and slipped down her underwear. As she began to climb over him, he said, “Wait. I need a condom.”
“I’m on the pill.” She brushed her lips against his. “Do you trust me?”
“You know I do.” I love you. “Fuck,” he breathed, beyond desperate to get inside her now that he knew there would be nothing between them. But first, “Take off your top.”
She didn’t even hesitate. Her sweater, camisole, and strapless bra were off in seconds.
“God, I need inside you.” He cursed under his breath as she straddled him, her perky tits bouncing with the movement.
As she took him in hand and guided him to her, Vaughn’s breath stuttered at the first clutch of her around him. She began to lower herself slowly down over him, a satisfied, smug smile of power on her beautiful face.
We’ll just see about that.
Bailey
I didn’t think there had ever been a time in my life where I was more turned on. I didn’t know if it was the risky foreplay in the movie theater, or how close Vaughn seemed to losing control, or how amazing it was that he’d done this for me. All I knew was that I’d never been more desperate to have a man inside me as I was to have this man inside me.
And right now he felt un-freaking-believable inside of me.
I moaned, leaning in to kiss him, a deep, languid, lusty kiss that made my sex pulse around his cock. Shifting upward, I was surprised when Vaughn gripped my hips and slammed me back down. Sensation blew through us and I made to ride him, but his grip tightened, keeping me still.
“What are you doing?”
He stared deep into my eyes. “I thought you liked me taking control.”
I shivered, because I loved him taking control during sex. I’d never felt more feminine, sexy, and powerful in my life than I did when I was having sex with Vaughn Tremaine. “You know I do but I thought the purpose of me riding you was to be in control.”
“Not necessarily.” He grinned, and then ground up against me.
I gasped into his mouth at the sensation coursing through me.
I sighed in pleasure, dreamy, goddamn, car-spinning pleasure, as he thumbed my clit and sucked my nipple at the same time. Desperately wanting to ride him, I whimpered as he held me still with his other hand. If I had wanted to, I could have taken back the control, but his version of events felt damn good, too.
As he licked, teased, and tormented my breasts, I arched my back into his play, shifting my hips slightly into his thumb on my clit.