I may have been occasionally clueless when it came to this sort of stuff, but even I knew what this meant.
“Yeah,” I said, smiling. “Let’s do some more catching up.”
Chapter 4
JOSH
We’d barely gotten to my car before we were all over each other. I hated to admit it, but the first thought that entered my mind when my lips pressed against hers was, Is this a bad fucking idea?
Maybe it was, maybe it wasn’t. But as soon as I’d managed to put that out of my mind, all I could think about was how much I fucking wanted her.
I pressed her up against the side of my Range Rover, my hands moving up and along her curves. Looked good, felt good, tasted good—all good.
Right as our tongues touched each other’s, however, she pulled her mouth from mine and regarded me with a worried expression.
“Wait a minute. Is this—”
“Is this a bad idea?” I asked with a knowing smile.
“I mean, something about it feels…I don’t know.”
I kept my hands on her hips as we spoke, her curves too much for me to bear to want to move them. “It’s because it’s a little weird. Seeing each other after this long, finding out that we had a thing for each other, and then this.”
“That’s pretty much it.”
“I get it. But we’re both having a good time, right?”
She flashed me a smile. “It’s a shock, but I am.”
“Same here. Just a couple of friends bumping into each other, finding out that they like each other more than they thought…”
“…Having a small, two-person reunion.”
“Right. An intimate little reunion.”
“Then that means this is a one-time thing, right?”
”Sure. Easy, simple, fun. No need to overthink it.”
“Good. Because I do enough overthinking on my own already.”
“Then let’s do no thinking at all.”
“I can handle that.”
Nothing more to be said. I gazed into her eyes for a moment, taking in how damned gorgeous she was. When I couldn’t hold back any longer, my lips moved forward almost of their own accord. How could I be expected to resist a woman like that in front of me?
We kissed more, our tongues slowly moving over each other’s, our hands making their way up the bottoms of our shirts. My cock, solid from the moment I’d kissed her, strained against my jeans. I needed her so fucking badly, each moment I wasn’t inside of her was like agony.
A commotion from the front of the bar snapped us back to reality. We pulled our lips apart and snapped our heads in the direction of the sound. It was a group of bar-goers, more than a few familiar faces among them.
Cassidy turned her attention back to me. “OK, so I know we’re not technically doing anything wrong—”
I smiled. “I get it. Last thing we need is an audience.”
“And I’m not in the mood for being the subject of any gossip.”
“Good call. Then a hotel, or—”
She glanced into my car. “Don’t know if I could wait that long. And it looks pretty roomy back there, actually. And we are in a pretty dark secluded area of the parking lot.”
“I like the way you think.”
“You’ll love what else I can do.”
If my cock wasn’t already on the verge of exploding, that would’ve done it. I reached into my pocket and tapped the fob, unlocking the doors. Then I reached behind her and opened up the car, the two of us nearly falling over onto our asses as we climbed over each other.
As soon as we were in the back and the door was shut and the seats pushed down, it was on. The kissing intensified, and our hands were nearly frantic as we got each other out of our clothes. Soon I was down to nothing but my boxer-briefs, Cassidy in a red lace bra and matching panties that looked so good on her it was almost fucking criminal.
She smiled. “Enjoying the view?”
“Be lying if I said I didn’t. And I’d be lying if I said I didn’t always secretly wonder what my favorite Two Scoops clerk looked like under that uniform.”
“The oh-so-flattering baggy T-shirt and apron?”
“That’s the one.”
“Well, now you know.”
We regarded each other with a moment’s lingering gaze before I set back to it, covering her with kisses and finishing undressing her. Her breasts tumbled out of her bra, her nipples pink and hard and delicious-looking. I took one into my mouth and then the other, feeling their stiffness against my tongue as Cassidy moaned with pleasure, running her hands through my hair as she did. When I was done with her breasts I moved down, down, unable to help myself from tasting her. She spread her legs open as I moved, and moments later my mouth was on her cunt, her lips wet and inviting. I spread her, dragging my tongue slowly over her clit and lips, more moans pouring out of her.