My eyes return to her backside. The bottoms of her cheeks are hanging out the bottom of her shorts, which is sexy enough in itself, but then I focus on the tool in her pocket. For some reason, this whole scene—Juliette bent over with her legs spread, working on the Jeep’s engine with a socket wrench in those tiny shorts—makes my cock lengthen in my swim trunks.
It’s so effing hot.
“Almost done,” she updates, tilting her head a little to smile at me, and I notice a smudge of grease on her cheek. Apparently, my dick also finds this incredibly sexy because it hardens to full mast. Then she pulls the wrench from her pocket, flicks the lever to reverse the direction, and proceeds to tighten the bolt back in place.
Goddamn, I think I’m in love.
“How did you learn how to do this?” I ask, unable to keep my eyes off the curve of her back, the sway of her hips, the muscles bunching in her shoulder as she works.
“Dad’s a mechanic,” she replies, giving the most adorable grunt as she finishes tightening. “I used his office at his shop to do my homework after school because my younger siblings were kinda rowdy and distracted me. After I was done, he let me work with him. I picked up a few things.”
“A few things,” I repeat as she slams the hood down.
Juliette turns and looks up at my face, which I’m sure looks pretty stunned right now. “Yeah, and when I was a teenager, he gave me a part-time job to make spending cash, so I learned a little more. Plugging tires, oil changes, stuff like that. Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Because I’m so fucking turned on right now, I could put a dent in this vehicle with my cock,” I growl.
Her eyebrows rise, and then a sly smile creeps across her lips. “Is it this?” she asks, lifting the socket wrench and stroking the handle of it in a very suggestive manner with one fist.
I chuckle. “It’s all of it.”
“You should see me with an impact wrench or a power drill,” she shoots back sassily.
“Huh. Did I just hear you say you want to get drilled?” I ask, stepping closer and resting my hands on her bare waist.
Juliette giggles and runs her hands down my stomach, leaving streaks of grease in her path. “I do believe that’s what I said.” She cups my crotch. “Wow, that’s quite a drill bit you’re packing, sir.”
Mother of god… this woman.
She completely matches my sexual energy and brings a playfulness to our interactions that I haven’t experienced before. I lean down for a slow kiss.
“There’s nothing sexier than a capable woman, Juliette.”
Her eyebrows form a shadow over her pretty eyes. “Glad you think so. I’ve been told by men that it’s not very feminine to work on cars.”
“Fuck them and their insecure asses,” I bite out, rubbing the frown lines between her eyes until they fade away. “I’ve never seen anything more feminine than you with a wrench in the pocket of those little shorts. Or with engine grease on your face.”
“Oh crap.” She reaches up to swipe at the smear, but I still her with my hand around her wrist.
“No. Leave it.”
“So you’re into capable femininity?” she asks skeptically, and I nod before placing my palm on the vehicle’s hood behind her. The metal is hot to the touch.
“If the drill bit in my pants hasn’t convinced you, I guess I’ll have to show you how much it turns me on.” I smack her ass, and she squeals in surprise. “Be right back. Losethe shorts.”
Taking the wrench from her, I round the Jeep and put it back in the toolbox. Then I snag a few towels and leave my phone in the console. When I come back to the front, I see Juliette has followed my order, standing there naked from the waist down.
I lay out the towels on the hood before lifting her to sit on them. “Lie back and spread your legs,” I command, and my cock surges when she complies, giving me a gorgeous view of her pink pussy.
“Beautiful,” I murmur, bending my head to drag my tongue straight up her center. She tastes so damn good. There’s a slight saltiness from our swim, but I can also taste myself in that little spot of paradise between her legs.
And that’s something I’ve never experienced since I’ve never come inside a woman before. Not even Leia. Because I didn’t trust her. At this point, I can’t even remember why I’d been with her in the first place, much less why I’d almost married her.
It had never been like this with Leia, this overwhelming connection that made me want to lose myself in another human. Give her all my time and attention. Watch her fall apart on my mouth. Sure, I’ve always tried to be a generous lover, but with Juliette…
Fuck, I’ve been taken over by her. She’s woven a spell around me that I find impossible to break. Not that I want to break it. No, I relish the fact that she fucking owns me.
I drive my tongue inside her sweet channel, and she cries out my name. I’ve never heard a more enthralling sound than my name on her perfect lips.
