Page 32 of An Engagement Pact

He’s tense and hot and vibrating with feeling. Hard.

Getting harder as we kiss.

When he finally breaks the kiss, I can’t stand the distance, so I keep running my mouth along the line of his jaw.

“Damn,” he mutters with a gasp. “Talk about mixed signals.”

The wry note in his tone makes me giggle helplessly, even as I keep kissing him. “They were mixed before because I was confused, but I’m not right now. Signals are all green.”

He gives a raspy chuckle as he pulls the elastic out of my ponytail and then runs his fingers through my loose hair. “That’s good to hear. And I’ll be the first to admit I’m about to lose it right now since it feels like all my dreams are about to come true. But first. Seriously. If this is just a random impulse and you’re going to hate yourself and me tomorrow morning, then I’d rather stop right now.”

“It’s not random,” I tell him, speaking nothing but the truth. I manage to stop kissing him long enough to meet his eyes. “I’ve wanted this from almost the very beginning too.”

He groans in obvious relief and pulls me up into another kiss. This one has no interruptions. We’re all over each other, leaning against the side of the car. I’m rubbing my breasts and hips against his lean, firm body, focused on the front of his shorts where there’s now an obvious bulge.

We’ve both been exercising, and we haven’t showered. Maybe it’s weird and gross to be so turned on and not even mind that he’s still a little sweaty and doesn’t smell entirely fresh.

But for some reason that makes my desire even more intense. Visceral. Almost primal.

Despite his charm and intelligence and innate respect for other people, he’s basely human.Man.

And he wants to claim me as much as I want to be claimed.

It’s an entirely new sensation for me, and I don’t let myself second-guess it. My hands are moving all over his body, feeling his lean back and tight ass and the rippling muscles in his thighs.

He’s cupping my ass, holding me in place against his body as his tongue moves deep in my mouth and his hips rock rhythmically into me.

I’m so turned on now that I’m pulsing achingly between my legs, and it feels like my skin might be on fire all over my body.

“We can go back to my place if you want,” Dan finally mutters with a lot of gravel in his voice.

I groan and kiss his neck, sucking on his pulse point. “That will take way too long. I can’t wait that long.”

“Okay.” He arches his neck as I apply more pressure with my mouth. “Damn, you’re going to kill me before the end of this, aren’t you?”

“I’ll try not to.” I lift my face and hook my hands around his neck, rubbing against the hard bulge in his shorts again. “But seriously I can’t wait to go to your place.”

Dan glances behind him. “I guess there’s always your back seat? Would that be too crass?”

“Crass is totally fine with me right now. It’s going to have to be the back seat.” I fumble until I can unlock the car. Dan opens the door and I climb in, scooting out of my shorts and panties as I move.

Dan climbs in too, shutting the door behind him and then moving over me.

It’s dark once the interior light in the car goes off. There’s no one around. No streetlights. Just me and Dan in the back of a car.

He’s about to kiss me again when he suddenly rears up. “Shit, I don’t have—”

“I’m on birth control,” I tell him.

“Yeah? So it’s okay if we—”

“It’s okay. We’re definitely doing this.” I pull him down into another urgent kiss, and it’s better than anything. Hot and sweaty and slightly cramped and deeply intense and the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced in my life.

The kiss lasts a long time. I end up wrapping my legs around his hips and squeezing him between them, so out of control that I keep making a humping motion against him, whimpering against his mouth because everything feels so good and frantic and needed.

Then he finally breaks the kiss and stares down at me, breathing thickly. “You ready for this? Because I’m not sure I can last much longer.”

“I’m ready. Please, Dan. Please!” I can’t help but squirm beneath him and even more when he moves a hand down to feel between my legs.

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