Page 37 of Sexy Summer Flings (Bear Mountain Rescue 2)

She continued swirling her tongue around the head of his cock, tightening the grip of her hand as she worked him. She felt his fingers slide between her legs and cried out around him. He pressed into her clit, rubbing in a fast, tight circle until her hips were jerking against his hand and she lost track of what she was supposed to be doing to him.

When the throbbing between her legs burst, her voice rose with every wave of pleasure that crashed over her. “Oh. Oh. Oh!”

His fingers left her and she sat up to find him searching his wallet, pulling out the little silver package. Although his face was shadowed, his eyes were practically glowing in the dark. She climbed up over him, straddling his lap as he ripped the condom open with his teeth.

“Hurry,” she whispered.

He smiled, a flash of white in the moonlight, and she noticed the tiny beads of sweat at his temple. “Doing my best, baby.”

“No girl wants to hear that during sex,” she teased.

He finally rolled the condom down his length and when he grabbed her hips hard in his big hands, she gasped. He lifted her up and angled his hips toward her, the tip of him teasing her entrance excruciatingly. Impatient to have him inside her, she reached between them, adjusting him until he slid inside, sighing as she sank down onto him.

He didn’t waste any time. Using his grip on her, he moved her rapidly, and she grabbed on to his shoulders. She hung on for the ride as he brought her up only to slam her down. Her mouth hungrily found his, whimpering against his lips as he worked her over him, practically reading her mind as he sped up and then slowed down their tempo. He rolled her hips in a circle and it was pure, blissful torture.

Taking back some of the control, she rocked her hips, riding his movements until the pressure built once more. Their mouths still fused as they moved faster, her nails pressing into the muscles of his back as her grip tightened.

Finally, his cock rubbed just the right spot. When she cried out against his lips, he did it again. And again. She was writhing and slick with sweat as she climbed higher and higher. The car was spinning until she finally reached a peak. She threw her head back and hollered as she came, pitching every time he slammed her down on his length. When his mouth covered her nipple, she was done. Trembling with the force of it, she sagged forward, her lips brushing the dark hair on his head.

He released her breast, and rubbed his thumb over her mouth. “Climb off.”

Still dazed, she did as he asked.

“Turn around and hang on to the back of the seat.”

With her knees on the soft cushion and her back to him, her heart sped up again as he kneeled behind her, the hard heat of his body pressing into her back as he pushed back into her. His teeth nipped the sensitive flesh at the base of her neck. She bit her lip, sure she didn’t have another one in her.

His motions behind her picked up, becoming unsteady, and it was then he curved one long digit against her, rubbing just the top of her, and her brain liquefied. She gripped the back of his car’s seat and shook.

Hunter’s lips pressed against her ear, his hot breath against her skin, and the nerves running along her back quivered.

“When I come, you come.”

Penny released a breathless laugh. “It’s not something I can control.”

“But I can.”

She was about to say something smart and snarky about cocky sex gods, but then his fingers did something magical against her and she was screaming. He nipped the side of her neck, his lips closing over her rapid beating pulse and sucking as she broke once more.

But as she felt him flex and jerk with her, his groan turned into a roar. It was enough to make her want to keep going, to never stop hearing the way he shouted her name. She loved the way his hands branded her and made her his. And how his lips moved gently over her skin.

Maybe he was a sex god, after all.

Hunter stretched across his backseat. Penny was lying on top of him and their clothes were rolled up behind him, while his fingers traced over the skin of her back, her sides, and down over the round curve of her ass.

Damn, that had been amazing. He should have felt a little bad that their first time together was in the backseat of a car, but it was hard to regret something that had felt so extremely good.

Suddenly, Penny sat up and slapped his chest.

“Ow, what was that for?”

“We could have been doing this for the last five years if you hadn’t been such a moron. That is what that was for.”

Hunter pulled her closer so he could kiss her, tracing her lips with his tongue. “Then I’ll accept my punishment. You know what that means though, right?”

“Hmm, what’s that?”

His mouth moved along her jaw to her neck. “We’ve got a lot of lost time to make up for.”

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