“Shit, are you wearing underwear?”
“Uh uh.” She bit her lip and shook her head. “Surprise.”
“Screw it,” he swore and covered her mouth with his. He didn’t give a damn if he got arrested for public indecency when all he could think about was that she had been bare all night long.
“Brandon I need you,” she moaned.
Lifting his hips just enough to grab his wallet from his back pocket, he found the condom he’d been keeping in there since they’d started their relationship. Her hands were busy unbuttoning and unzipping his pants, just far enough to release his cock.
Grabbing the condom from his hand, she ripped it open with her teeth and slid it down to the base of his cock before sliding down on top of him.
“Oh God,” she moaned.
“We have to hurry,” he told her, aware enough to know they weren’t invisible in this parking lot even if it felt like it.
“Not going to be a problem,” she moaned and began to ride him hard.
His hands found her ass again and he pumped into her just as fast and hard as she was driving down onto him. Their breathing matched, each of them holding eye contact with the other. He wanted to kiss her as he came but he also wanted to watch her go over. Watching her come was quickly becoming one of his favorite things. She was so free – all her worries and problems gone. She looked at peace.
And it did something inside him to know that he had a part in putting that look on her face.
She was close, he always seemed to know, so he slid an arm between their bodies and added his fingers on her clit. He could feel how swollen she was as his fingers played her like a fiddle.
“Oh yes,” she moaned and he felt her shake, squeezing him tighter. Her eyes darkened and he followed her over, both of them still staring into the other’s eyes.
“Wow,” she whispered, a smile lighting up her whole face. “I’ve never had car sex before.”
His ears were ringing from the force of his orgasm. “Glad to be of service.” He looked around out the window and saw several people walking and figured they’d be close to them in less than a minute.
“Not to be a downer, but people are coming.” She turned her head, looking for herself.
Climbing off him, Brandon helped her get back on her side before tearing off the condom and zipping his pants back up.
“Home?” he said and started the car.
“Home,” she agreed.