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They were moving faster than he wanted to but he was so hot for her he couldn’t seem to slow things down.
He unsnapped her jeans and scraped down her zipper. But when he tried to slide down her pants there wasn’t room to move.
“Shit.” He tried to move his seat back but it was as far as it would go. “Outside!”
She stopped kissing him. “What?”
He opened the door, jumped out, and pulled her with him. Tugging her around to the passenger side where his Jeep would block them from the road, he pushed her against the door.
“Win, I’m topless.” Yep, and the cool air was doing amazing things to her nipples.
He covered her mouth before she could protest again and licked his way inside, exploring. She stuck her hand down the waistband of his jeans and stroked him. At this rate, he’d go off like a fire hydrant so he pushed her hand away.
“I want you,” she said. “Please.”
Win had a mind to make her beg but he didn’t have the willpower to wait any longer. Desperate, he pushed her pants and underwear down her legs, leaving them in a heap in the dirt, and lifted her onto the hood of his Jeep. Fumbling through his glove box, he searched for a condom and cursed. He remembered his backpack and emptied it on the back seat. Eureka!
He slid down his zipper, rolled the condom down his length, and dragged her to the edge of the hood. Her head fell back and he tested her with his fingers. She was unbelievably wet.
“Hurry.” Her voice came out breathless.
He spread her legs and slid in home. “Hold on.”
She clutched his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his hips as he drove deep inside of her. He gripped her ass, squeezing it, pulling her closer.
She kissed him, twining her arms around his neck. In the background, he could hear the river rushing, a soft breeze rustling through the trees, and their heavy breathing. He whispered endearments in her ear as he pounded into her.
“Oh, Win,” she cried out, and he felt her body tremble.
She wasn’t quite there but he didn’t know how much longer he could hold on. He quickened his strokes and worked her with his fingers until he felt her climax. Then he took his own release, holding on to her under the moonlit sky, both of them trying to catch their breath.
When he finally came up for air, he looked into her heated blue eyes and said, “I guess we could try it.” He couldn’t bring himself to sayexclusive.
“I guess so” was her only response.
And without another word they got dressed and got back in the car.
Chapter Sixteen
Geneva went home on Friday and Darcy had a glorious drama-free three-day weekend with just Nana and Win. He dropped by every evening after showering from his day’s tour. Sometimes they’d go for a drive and other times back to his studio apartment.
She tried hard to think of their nights together as nothing more than sexual adventure but it was getting increasingly difficult, even though wishing for anything more was the kiss of death. Win wasn’t built to last and she wasn’t looking for a full-time player.
She figured she’d let their time together run its course and pick up the pieces after it was over. But for now, the sex was too good to pass up and Win was turning out to be a tremendous listener when she needed one most.
She hit him over the head with a pillow. “You better get up. The meeting’s in ninety minutes.”
He gazed at his bedside clock. “I only need thirty. You showering here?”
“Uh-uh, I’m going home first, then to make the doughnut run. See you at work.”
“Come here.” He pulled her down on top of him and kissed her. “We have time—”
She wrestled against him to get off the bed. “No time. Unless I go to the office like this.” She waved her hand over yesterday’s cutoff shorts and tank top.
“Works for me,” he said, and tried to pull her back down.
“Not in your wildest dreams,” she said, though she was sorely tempted. He looked so good lying there naked with his hair rumpled and a day’s worth of stubble. All those muscles and golden-brown skin. She still couldn’t believe she was sleeping with Win Garner, heartthrob of Glory Junction. “See you in the city, slicker.”
