Page 53 of Changing Tides

It truly is beautiful here.

Sebastian’s fingertips absentmindedly tangle in my hair as I lean my head against him and close my eyes.

For a moment, I let myself enjoy the feeling of being in his arms, surrounded by the scent and warmth of him, and remember the sight of him above me as he moved inside me.

The look of desire in his eyes and the strength of his hands as they roamed my body.

A shudder runs through me, and his grip tightens, causing me to moan.

He makes an abrupt right turn into Waterside Park. It’s closed for the night, and the gravel lot is shrouded in darkness.

“What are we doing?” I ask as I sit up.

He undoes his seat belt and turns toward me. The hand that was holding the steering wheel comes around and cradles my face.

“You can’t make sexy little sounds like that and expect me not to notice,” he murmurs.

“I didn’t,” I start to protest, but the words die on my lips as his mouth finds mine.

Our lips connect, and I’m instantly liquid in his arms. He moves the hand on my shoulder to the small of my back to keepme steady, and the movement deepens the kiss. When his touch hits the skin above my shorts, I’m lost. Electricity sparks down my spine, and I instantly drop the bag to the floor of the cart and lift my arms, wrapping them around his neck. I open my mouth and melt into the kiss. He pulls me in even closer until I’m tucked tightly against him.

I’m not sure how long we make out like teenagers, but by the time we finally separate, my lips feel bruised.

On impulse, I crawl across the bench seat and into his lap. The steering wheel bites into my back as I wrap my arms around his neck and dig my fingers into his hair, pulling it loose from the tie.

His hands fall on the outside of my thighs that are resting on either side of his legs.

I tug his mouth back to mine and start to move against him as his tongue gently laps at mine.

I feel his cock growing hard beneath me, and I bear up to reach between us.

That’s when another set of headlights pulls into the parking lot.

“Shit,” I gasp as I try to move off of him quickly, scraping my back against the metal of the steering wheel.

I cry out at the same time the horn blasts.

Sebastian grabs my hips and halts me.

“Relax,” he says as he holds me.

I pull away. “They saw us,” I whisper.

“Who cares?” he says.

I rest my head against his chin as the car makes a tight loop and pulls back on the road in the opposite direction.

“See, they were just turning around,” he says as he licks the skin just below my ear.

“Sebastian,” I moan as his hand slips between us.

I start shaking my head.

“They’re waiting for us,” I say as I grab his wrist.

He groans, but he brings his hands up to grasp my sides. He plants a quick kiss to the corner of my mouth and lifts me.

My back screams.

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