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“Yes, James. James!” I reached behind me to the door to try to get leverage again. And somehow in my ecstasy I grabbed the handle of the car and opened it. The cool air hit my skin.

I tried to reach behind me to close it, but James slammed into me harder. I didn’t know if he didn’t notice that the door was open or if he didn’t care, but his pace made me forget about it too.

I pushed his pants further down so I could grab his tight ass.

He groaned. “Come for me, baby.” He tilted his hips, hitting that place that always made me come. Every time. I felt myself clench around him.

“James!”

He ran his thumb gently across my clit, making me shiver as he thrust into me faster. And then I felt him pulse inside of me. Again and again.

I’m pretty sure my chants of his name echoed around the parking garage. And as soon as I came back to my senses, I remembered the car door was opened and laughed. My laughter caused me to tighten around him.

James groaned. “That was…”

“Epic?”

“Epic.” He leaned forward, making me moan again, as he grabbed the door handle and closed it.

“We’re going to get arrested,” I said. “I just know it.”

“Five months of seduction and this is how we wind up on the first night? Yeah, you’re probably right.” He smiled down at me, sweat dripping from his forehead.

“Just for the record…I totally seduced you. With the bikini and everything.”

“What bikini?”

I looked down. I’d thrown my bikini bottoms at him earlier and my top had been abandoned somewhere in the last several minutes. “Very funny. I seduced you.”

“Baby, at the end of these five months, you’re going to finally admit that I’m the one seducing you.” He gently kissed the side of my neck.

“Never.” I wrapped my arms behind his neck. “I’ll be seducing you way more over the next few months, Professor Hunter.”

His eyes grew dark again.

“See…I’m doing it right now.”

He leaned down, running his nose down the length of mine. “Remember when we fucked in my car back on campus?”

“How could I forget?”

“Then you shouldn’t forget this…” he leaned forward farther, shifting in me again.

How was he still that hard? He was touching that place again and I knew my lip was quivering.

“Your pleasure is mine,” he said. “To give or take.” He reached down.

My dress was bunched around my waist. For a second I thought he was reaching down to adjust it. Instead, his thumb found my clit again.

“James…”

“Remember what I told you that night back on campus?”

I remembered all of it. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other. And we didn’t want to wait to drive back to his apartment. We’d fogged up the whole car, just like we did tonight. I still remembered my handprint on his window.

“I told you that you were mine.” He moved his thumb in slow circles and I started to squirm.

“Yes!”God.“I’m yours.”