Page 53 of The Torment of Two

I’ve never felt so alive in my entire life.

This “dry” sex was a thousand times better than the real sex I had a few years ago. A lot fucking wetter too.

Gemma shivers in my arms. I hug her to me, warming up her back with my palms. She snuggles against me and I feel her smile on my neck. It makes me smile too.

“That was amazing,” she whispers breathily against me. “Thank you.”

I stroke my fingers through her silky hair. “I want my dick to recover so we can do it again.”

She cracks up laughing, which makes me laugh too. We’re lost in our own little world. So much so that when someone knocks on the window, we both scream.

A flashlight shines in the window, causing me to squint away from the light.

“Ma’am, please put your clothing on and step out of the car.”

The man turns around and when my eyes adjust, I realize a damn cop caught us.

“Oh my God,” Gemma hisses. “Oh my God. My dad is going to kill me!”

“Get dressed,” I instruct. “I’ll handle it.”

She snorts as she throws on her bra. “No offense, but I think I better handle it. You’re not exactly great at peopling.”

She has a point there.

Still, I don’t like her facing this cop alone.

“We’ll go together, though.”

“Deal.”

She pulls on her hoodie and then we both climb out. Once she’s safely tucked into my side, I clear my throat.

“We’re decent.”

The cop turns around, frowning. “You can’t have sex up here. How old are you two?”

We both state our ages—legal ages—and the cop relaxes a bit.

“We were just fooling around,” I explain. “Not having sex.”

“Not for lack of trying,” the cop grunts. “Ma’am, you were topless. What’s your name?”

Gemma is silent for a beat and then sighs. “Gemma Park.”

He shines the light rudely in her face. “As in Nathan Park’s daughter?”

“The one and only.”

“Holy shit.” He laughs but plays it off as a cough. “Sorry, this is just…unexpected.”

“Can you please just let us go with a warning?” Gemma asks, voice small. “Me and my boyfriend just wanted a little privacy.”

Boyfriend?

I know it’s part of her innocent act, but it fills my chest with stupid pride.

“Public indecency is a crime, Miss Park. I could haul you in.”

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