Page 78 of Sin & Secrets

But he cuts me off with another kiss, pushing me back against the car and pinning himself against me. His hand snakes around to the back of my neck, holding me in place.

The hardness of his cock presses into my leg, mere inches from where I need him to be. “Fuck,” I gasp when he finally releases my mouth.

But his mouth doesn’t stop. He frantically explores the expanse of my exposed neck, and I succumb to him easily. The way his tongue explores my skin sends shivers of delight down my spine.

“I don’t think I can do it,” he hisses across my collarbone. “I don’t think I can drive us back without crashing the damn car.”

Wanton desire courses through me as my eyes flash open, assessing the situation. The doors to the bunker are closed; there is no one else around.

With a surge of confidence, I reach behind me and drag open the car door.

“Get in,” I instruct him with a desperate shove for good measure.

Thankfully, he doesn’t argue and sits down in the passenger seat. I glance over my shoulder one more time before I join him, straddling his waist as I pull the door closed behind me.

The feeling of him hard beneath me has me stifling a groan, especially when his hands start to roam across my chest.

The tinted windows offer us at least some privacy, but the lack of a roof means that anyone could hear us. Not to mention that any cameras looking in from above would certainly catch us.

But when Rocco drags me down to meet his lips again, such concerns escape me. Vaguely, I’m aware of him lowering theseat, but I’m too busy sticking my tongue down his throat like a love-lorn teenager to care.

I have no idea how much time passes as I lay across his chest like that. But suddenly, the low, fluorescent lights flicker out.

I gasp against his mouth.

“It’s just the timer,” Rocco reassures me, half his face now cast in shadow, the other illuminated with a blue tinge by the center console.

In the half-darkness, my senses become heightened. My ears strain harder for any indication that someone might walk in on us.

Then, a hand reaches for my neck. It happens so suddenly that I let out a short shriek.

“Shhh…” Rocco hisses close to my ear. “Did I scare you?”

I let out a shaking breath.

“N…no?”

His hand begins to explore my chest again, rubbing me through my clothes. I feel the tension beginning to seep down to my core.

“Do you trust me?” His voice is suddenly low, his tongue darting out across my exposed cleavage.

All I can do is nod.

Suddenly, I feel a tug on the back of my dress. A second later, the zipper is entirely undone, and the front of my beautiful, bespoke gown is falling to my waist.

“Rocco!” I cry in alarm.

But he presses in closer to me, covering me with those huge, tattooed arms, and begins to stroke at the bare skin of my stomach. It feels like he’s everywhere. Every touch is an unexpected delight that sends shivers of desire through me.

I search frantically for his face, missing the presence of his lips. But then they’re on my neck, and I melt into the sensation of his tongue working its way back to my mouth.

When he reaches it, the kiss I give him is filthy, all teeth and tongue and lips. I suck on his lips like it’s my only source of oxygen.

His fingers slip around my leg, hoisting the skirt material up my thigh…

“Fuck!” he curses when he finally discovers the bareness of my ass, the lack of clothing standing between him and my now throbbing center.

I bite hard on his lip to try and silence him. But I’m rewarded with a stiff groan as he scrambles to unfasten his pants.

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