Page 122 of Caught from Behind

I glance over at her, mouth quirking, knowing she sees right through me. “Are you okay?” I can’t help but ask, despite my pledge of lightness.

She reaches across the console, squeezes my thigh. “I’m as okay as you are, I think. My head is in a constant state of flux. Things are great and yet all twisted up and…” She sighs and I glance over at her again. “And I have you,” she says, reaching an invisible hand into my chest and grabbing on to my heart, “so it can’t be all bad.”

I brake hard, pull onto the shoulder.

“Um—”

But I don’t give her a chance to finish that statement because I’m throwing my SUV into park, shoving my seat back, and unbuckling her seat belt.

“Riggs—eek!”

I tug and a second later, she’s in my lap.

A moment after that, my lips are on hers, my tongue is in her mouth, and my hands are on those gorgeous curves.

“What—” she begins when I give her a second to breathe.

“I’m going to finish what we started all those weeks ago?—”

Her eyes go wide as I yank at the zipper of her coat, dragging it down, pushing it off her shoulders. I grip the edge of her sweater, tug it up so that I can get at her tits.

“Fuck, I love these things,” I mutter, burying my face between her breasts, then turning my head and dragging my beard over the sensitive flesh. She gasps as I suck her nipple deep, flicking my tongue over the sensitive peak.

Nails in my hair, hips grinding down against me.

But I don’t stop suckling her breasts.

The horn goes as I reach for the button on her jeans and flick it open. “Push them down, chérie,” I say, working the zipper, our hands tangling as she does as I ordered, getting her jeans down her hips, past her knees, low enough that she can straddle my waist and get to work on my own jeans.

“Fuck,” I growl when she all but tears open my pants and grips my cock.

“I want to suck it,” she demands, stroking hard.

“No room, chérie,” I say, even though I would love to push my dick past those plump lips, would love to fuck her mouth until I come.

That’ll have to be later.

Right now I need to be inside her.

“Climb on, baby. Climb on and ride me.”

Thankfully, she doesn’t delay, just shifts up, notches me at her entrance, and…sits right on my cock.

“Fuck,” I growl again, the slick, taut heat of her surrounding me, driving me crazy. I grab her hip, dragging her down as I stroke up into her, using my mouth on her breasts, her throat, fucking her with my tongue to the same rhythm of my dick.

Fast and hard and deep.

Rapidly launching us toward the edge.

Already, I hear it in her voice, in the way her moans are hitching.

And I feel it.

“Your tight little cunt loves this, doesn’t it, chérie?” I rasp, nipping at her earlobe, feeling that pussy flutter around me. “Loves thinking about someone driving by and catching us, thinking they might see you coming on my cock.”

She bucks, but I don’t let her stop, just keep yanking her down as I thrust up.

Until I feel it?—

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