Page 43 of Mustang Summer

She moaned and sucked on his lips.He grunted and increased the pace, their sounds mingling, their bodies slapping together.

He was going to come hard.Giving his knees a slight bend, he nearly picked her up off the hood with the force.

“Oh god, yes!”She broke away to tip her head back.“Yes.”

He dipped his head to nibble at her neck, somehow managing to keep the force and angle of each pump.

“I’ve never come twice before,” she gasped.A cry rang out as she tensed in his arms.The walls of her sex fisted him so hard he had to squeeze his eyes shut as his climax slammed home.

She was still crying out as he held her.He gritted his teeth and jerked with his release, but he couldn’t move far because she was a vise around him.

When they both went limp, he sagged against her and kept his head buried in her neck.The dull throb of where he’d banged his head was again noticeable, but not significant.Not when he held her.

She rubbed his shoulders and turned to kiss his ear.A shudder ran through him.She chuckled softly.

He couldn’t help a sheepish smile when he straightened and withdrew from her.Grasping her hands, he helped her off the car and inspected the hood for damage.

Josie located her shirt and shook it out.Then she was next to him, using it wipe the metal clean of the condensation of their coupling.

“Thanks.”Satisfied in more than one way, he picked up the rest of her clothes before he took care of the condom in the barn trash and found his shirt.

She was dressed by the time he was, but she wasn’t standing around awkwardly.The door to the Mustang was open and she was leaning inside.He almost groaned at her ass sticking out with those curvy legs braced and commanding admiration.Her sassy hair was mussed and clinging around her face and neck from the humidity.A gearhead’s wet dream.

The mugginess of the air settled heavy around him.Was it thicker than when he’d barged in here?

He frowned, walking to the barn door.He’d only used the side door so no extra fresh air was getting in, but the mugginess seemed worse than before.

He wasn’t usually weather ignorant, but he hadn’t listened to the news this evening because he’d been dining with a beautiful woman.He didn’t often forget to track the weather, his farming blood demanded it.

Walking out into his yard, he spun in a three-sixty.

Shit.

“What’s going on?”Josie exited the barn but didn’t shut the door.She came to stand next to him and looked to the west where he’d stopped.“Duuude.”

“Looks like a nasty storm cell.”

Across the horizon, a deep blue haze stretched from end to end.And above it, columns of fluffy white clouds piled high.He wasn’t a meteorologist, but he equated the look with a wicked storm.No lightning lit up the sky yet, but it was coming, had to be with those clouds.

“Is it heading toward us?”

“I have to check.”He pivoted to march toward the barn where he locked everything as tight as he could.For good measure, he checked all the doors.The chicken coup needed a once over to ensure it was secure.

“They’re cute.”Josie had been trotting behind him the whole time, but she kept her distance from the chickens.

She was shifting from foot to foot.Bare feet.A smile tickled his mouth.No wonder she wasn’t getting close.

“Are you going to shut them in?”she asked.

He was inside the pen checking to make sure everything was secured and to set their water holders inside the back of the barn that was their home.“No.We don’t have the big door open for them and they’ll get out of the weather before it starts.Actually…” he stopped and pointed to the smattering of white fluffballs clucking around.“Most of them have gone in.A good sign bad weather’s heading this way.”

He latched the gate and started for the house.His truck was in the house garage, everything that could be sheltered was.Except for Josie’s car.

“Your car will fit in the garage next to my truck.”

“Oh, I didn’t even think about that.I was worried about the chickens.”

“They’re fine.”He glanced to the west one more time.This time, the whole sky was deep blue.The storm was getting closer.

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