“Oh, god,” she whispered and dropped her head.
“Nope. Look up.” He directed, dragging his finger out.
His sexy, deep tenor glided across her skin like a caress, as he inched his way up her pussy.
“Breathe, baby.” He skimmed a finger on his free hand around the rim of his glass at the same torturing pace he used to tease her clit.
It all became too much. Eve bit the inside of her lip harder as she tried to stay still. When his wet finger circled slower and a little harder, her lips parted in an attempt to take in more air.
“Stretch your leg out on the seat,” he ordered, leaning in to her, his goatee tickling her ear. “Open for me.”
“No,” she answered on a ragged breath.
“Eve...” His index finger and ring finger spread her farther apart and he rubbed her with his middle finger.
Her nipples tightened against the now irritating material of her bra. The friction of the lace against her swelling flesh made it nearly impossible to breathe. She bent her leg and lifted it onto the seat next to her, quickly checking to make sure she was covered. Stifling a moan, she arched away from the seat, moved forward and repositioned her hands on her drink, trying to appear casual.
“Look at me.”
Her eyes scanned the room quickly before she turned to him.
“The room’s emptied out. Just you and me.” His finger dipped to her opening before he finally gave her the stimulation she needed. He bent over, putting his mouth to her ear. “You get so fucking wet for me.”
God. The way he talked to her. He made it worse. The words made the throbbing worse and her body beat at her. She did not do the best job biting back that last moan. She cleared her throat.
Jake rubbed her clit in slow, tight, circles and she inhaled deeply, trying not to move. He chuckled seductively.
“Come for me, hon.”
At the sound of his voice, all her tension released and her entire body shuddered. The anticipation of not having him for months, the excitement of actually doing something like this in public for the first time ever, and the erotic drop of his voice had her strangling the goblet in front of her.
She loved this man beyond reason.
With his other hand, Jake turned her face to his and kissed her deep. His tongue penetrated her mouth as he steadily thrust a finger inside of her. Eve moaned into his mouth, reveling in the feel of his tongue on hers and his hand between her legs.
He caressed her softly as she came down and stroked her cheek with his thumb.
“You are so fucking gorgeous when you come.”
Fighting against her natural response, Eve bit her lip to stop herself from telling him how much she loved him.
Jake slowly moved his hand. “Sit back.”
While Eve reclined, he pulled the top of her dress back down over her knees. “Now. Go to the bathroom, clean up and I’ll meet you up front.”
She cocked her head to the side. “What about dinner?”
“I’ll get it to go.”
“Are you sure?”
He wrapped a hand in her hair and pressed her forehead to his. “Yeah. I need to be inside you. Go.”
She kissed him and scooted out to head to the restroom.
When she returned, he’d just finished paying and had the bags ready to go. He held the door with his free hand. Before they reached the truck, Jake wrapped an arm around her waist securing her back against his front. He gave her the bags, freeing up his hands.
“I hate that you’re leaving. I know I need to be the strong one here. For both our sakes, baby, but it’s fucking killing me.” His hand came up around her throat and he lifted her chin, so her head fell back under his chin. He dropped his lips to her ear.
“Jake,” she moaned, trying to turn her head to kiss him.
He stopped her. “Know that I love you, Eve. You. For who you are, what you mean to me now, and what you’ve always meant to me—even all the years we’ve been apart. Don’t ever forget that. I wish I could give you so much more.”
Yeah, Jake claimed he loved her and he knew she loved him, but they both realized no matter what either of them felt, love didn’t change their circumstances or the responsibilities in their separate lives.
Sometimes, the love of a lifetime comes too late.
He kissed her cheek and escorted her the rest of the way to the truck. He put the food in the backseat. Before he opened her door, Jake dragged her against him, pushed her up against the truck and took her lips in a hungry kiss. His tongue met hers and he pulled her tighter to him with a hand on her ass, lifting her leg up on his hip. When he finally moved away, he smoothed down her dress before securing a windblown strand of hair behind her ear and kissing her forehead. “Baby, I—shit.”
“I know.” Eve nodded, got in and stopped him from closing the door. “If I forget to say thank you later—”
“Tonight’s far from over.”
“You know what I mean. Thank you for tonight.”
“Anything for you.”
If only that were true...
2.5 hours
2
...Do you trust me to keep you safe?
Jake pulled out of the restaurant parking lot and on to Pacific Coast Highway. They were a good ten miles from the hotel in Malibu where they were staying. A gust of air moved across his face as Eve rolled the window down and turned her head towards the ocean. The tide was high tonight, and even with the radio on, he could clearly hear the sound of breaking waves crashing against the rocks below.
Glancing over, Jake caught the controlled rise and fall of Eve’s chest as she breathed in the salty ocean air as if trying to get her pulse back under control.
Good luck with that, sweetheart.
Mentally, she was close to disappearing on him. Eve being Eve would already be thinking about check-out tomorrow. When they saw each other, they rarely had more than several hours together. Judging from her small retreat, it appeared knowing she would have him with her all night made her more nervous than usual, even though it’s what they both always wanted and could never seem to manage.
The climax in the restaurant had physically taken the edge off for her. Her movements had become fluid, almost cat-like. The muscles in her legs elongated as she tried to stretch them in the passenger’s seat.
He smiled as he stopped at a light, peering over to admire the deep V of her dress. The thin material clung to her, not doing much to protect her from the subtle chill in the air. Her nipples hardened as if begging for attention. The streetlight reflected off the metal of his dog tags lying between the inviting swells of her breasts—a perfect sight.
Longest fucking drive ever....
Bathed in the soft moonlight, her skin glistened.
He wasn’t sure if it was the subtle dampness in the air or because she’d just come that had given her that delicate sheen. Either way, the thought of her sweat on his tongue made him hard as fuck.
“Baby, you cold?” He checked the light.
“Hmm-mmm. No. I’m good.” She looked at him and ran her fingers through the side of his hair.
Traces of her cherry blossom and peach lotion travelled to him and he breathed deep, taking in the scent exclusively hers. He studied her for a second.
“Why are you trembling?”
She smiled and shrugged. “I’m not cold.”
An anxious tension filled the space between them.
Eve’s legs fidgeted as if she couldn’t get comfortable. She was still worked up.
He grinned and moved his hand over the console and onto her thigh as the light turned green. Best way to keep her mentally present was to keep her needy. Keeping his eyes on the road, he reached down and pulled the end of her dress up to her waist.
“Move the seat and drop the back rest down,” he ordered. “All the way back.
”
Eve hesitated a minute, but eventually sat up and reached under her seat for the lever. She pulled the skirt on her dress back down as she located the handle and pushed the seat all the way back.
Reaching over, he yanked the dress back up to her waist once again.
“Leave it up.”
When she turned to him, the restless look she’d had a minute ago was long gone and in its place was something much hotter, needier.
He smirked as she reclined the seat but stayed sitting up.
“Lean back, baby.”
Slowly maneuvering underneath the seatbelt, she settled against the backrest. While she kept the dress bunched at the top of her hips as instructed, she’d closed her legs tight with both feet on the floorboard. She always did this—her little rebellions. Something inside her just wouldn’t allow her to completely let go until he got her to a certain point. The restaurant was new for her and she was still a little disoriented.
While the things he introduced her to excited her, they also unnerved her. But he would end that…quick. Reaching over, Jake slipped his hand inside the bodice of her dress and under her bra.
Eve inhaled deeply and immediately pushed up into his hand.
He massaged the swell of her breast before moving to pinch one already constricted nipple. Playing with her while he drove, he enjoyed the soft purrs and sexy muffled groans as her chest shuddered beneath his touch. He felt her eyes on him and glanced over at her.
She was biting her bottom lip to keep from making any louder sounds.
“Don’t hold back. I want to hear you.”
He moved his hand down to the V neckline and the front of her bra. Using one hand, he pushed and pulled one side then the other out of his way, the binding material shoving her tits together and exposing her completely to the cold air from the open window. He moved his thumb to her mouth.
“Open, honey.”
Her hands came to his wrist and she took his thumb into her warm, wet mouth.
Son-of-a-bitch if his cock didn’t get harder.
Her tongue moved around the top of his thumb before she pulled it out from between her full lips.
Jake already had some graphic fantasies about her mouth and that sweet tongue he couldn’t get enough of... They’d get there. He dropped his thumb down to stroke over her tightened nipple. The air against her damp skin had goosebumps presenting under his fingers. Tweaking her nipple again, he gave her just the right amount of stimulation until she pushed into his hand and finally relaxed her legs. Reaching his hand down to the tie at the side of her waist, he tugged hard. As the ends unraveled, he gripped one side and yanked it out of his way.
Eve gasped, before resting both her hands on top of his and laughing. “How far from the hotel are we?” She moved to cover herself.
“Few miles and don’t touch that dress. My window’s up and you’re on the side of the coast. Nobody can see you.”
“But—”
“No buts. Reach up and grab the headrest. Both hands. Keep ‘em there.”
Eve stared at him as he drove.
He kept his eyes on the road, giving her a second to do as he asked. When she didn’t move, and her legs began to close, he brought her hand to his mouth and laid a kiss in the center of her palm. This woman tried his patience like no other. Facts were, he wanted to do whatever the fuck he wanted to her, whenever he wanted, but he knew in his gut that he was responsible for any and every hesitation on her part. In which case, he had to bring his A-game and not be the demanding prick he very much was when it came to her.
“Do this for me, baby.”
Taking a deep breath, she reached up and laced her fingers behind the headrest.
“Mmm. Now where was I?”
He pulled the other side of the dress away from her body, leaving her naked with the exception of the bra pushing her perfect tits together. The urge to suck her nipples until they turned a nice shade of red was almost too much.
“You’re so beautiful.”
“You make me feel beautiful.”
When he moved his hand down to her stomach, her muscles jumped beneath his touch. He dropped his hand lower, over her mound and pushed his hand between her legs. He pulled her left thigh over to the side of her seat and up against the console. Glancing down, he could see she was still wet and swollen. He ran his hand over her, massaging her plump outer lips.
Her body moved with him and her hips arched up into the heat of his hand.
“The feel of you, the taste of you when you’re this wet... You’re gonna kill me.”
Eve sighed his name and he dipped two fingers down to her opening.
The sweet, humid scent of her arousal filled the air and it almost did him in. He always felt amazed at how wet she got for him. He could work her up again and again, and still she burned for him. She could try to deny the excitement of being touched like this while he drove, but her body never lied. He slid his fingers up and ran them along the hood of her clit, teasing the little bundle of nerves hiding beneath her softest pink skin. He rubbed back and forth, keeping his fingers on the outside of her folds, using her slippery inner lips to stimulate her clit. The raspy sounds escaping her throat would be on replay in his head when they were separated. He would hear them in his dreams. Teasing her, he softly stroked over her clit once, just to get her on edge, before moving back up to pinch and tease her nipples.
“Keep one hand on the headrest and touch yourself with the other.”
“What?” Her head shot up.
“You’ve done that for me before.”
“Yeah, but...”
“Touch yourself, sweetheart.”
One of Eve’s hands slowly released the headrest. She trailed her hand down her taut stomach and in between her legs. With one finger, she daintily circled the hood of her clit as he pinched and rolled a nipple between his thumb and index finger.
When he glanced at her, she’d closed her eyes. “Open your eyes. Watch. I want you to see us both touching you.”
“Babe...”
He smiled at her when her eyes met his.
“You usually ask me to do this because you want to watch. You’re driving.”
“I’m a hell of a multi-tasker and this is for you. I want you to watch.”
She groaned and shook her head. “I—”
“Yeah, I know. You like it better when I do it. Do this for me.”
Finally, her fingers began to move again. Slowly at first, still timid.
He squeezed her nipple hard enough until she gasped and tears welled in her eyes. He licked his thumb and circled the abused bud, quelling the pain, which settled her down and put her back in touch with her body.
Her finger moved in small circles now, more to the left side than the right.
By this time, he knew her hot spots. He could tease her for hours, but when he needed her to come, he’d suck her clit and put pressure on the left side with this tongue. Done deal.
As her breathing picked up, she finally hit the point where he knew her mind shut down and tuned into him alone...everything else disappeared.
Her mouth fell open. Her tongue swept over her bottom lip unconsciously as she began to pant softly.
When he glanced over at her, the sight was his undoing. If she kept touching herself like this, they were going off the cliff. He reached down and grabbed the hand she’d been touching herself with and brought her finger to his lips.
“You didn’t watch.”
He sucked her finger deep into his mouth, savoring her flavor. When she turned towards him in her seat, those gorgeous blue eyes practically begging for him, he was done.
Fuck multi-tasking.
The dress fell back over, hiding her lower body from him. Her full breasts pressed together as she turned fully onto her side to face him.
He laced
his fingers with hers, kissing and biting down on each one as he searched for the closest secluded area to stop on the coast. Up ahead, there was a pull off spot. Yep, all over that. Pulling off the road, he rolled up her window and hit the locks on the door. He threw it in park and killed the engine. Checking their surroundings, he scanned both sides of the coast.
Her sexy laughter filled the truck as she covered her mouth.
“Babe, we’re like, what? Five minutes away from the hotel?”
“Five minutes too long.”
He turned to her and unbuckled her seatbelt. Pushing his hand in her hair, he tugged her head to his and thrust his tongue into her mouth across the console.
All kidding came to a screeching halt as she met him with an open mouth. Her hands instantly framed his face, holding him to her as if afraid to let him go.
He broke the kiss for a minute, grabbed the sides of her dress and pulled her upper body up high enough so he could take one of her tightened nipples into his mouth.
Moving her hands instantly into his hair, Eve held him to her. “Oh...Jesus, yeah.” Her lithe, fragile hands twisted in his hair, holding him closer.
He licked and sucked on the tight pink bud until the rhythm of her breathing fragmented. When he bit down, her grip tightened. He soothed the pain by tonguing the abused nub over and over until she cried out.
“Jake...please.” She whimpered. “Let’s get there.”
Pulling away, he reached down and pushed his seat all the way back. He reached a hand out to her.
“Ever made out in a car, baby?”
“Absolutely not!”
He stopped. “You’re serious? Never? Even when you were in high school?”
Her head cocked to the side. “You know my dad. I rarely left my house, let alone dated.”
“Shit...you have to experience this at least once.”
Eve bit back a laugh. “No! How old are we? Come on.”
“‘Come’ is the key word.” He waved her over to him. “Climb on top of me.”
“No! It’s too cramped.” She laughed and shook her head.
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