Page 121 of Reckless
My entire body flushes with heat, and I don’t hesitate.
The glove compartment isn’t far behind me, and I straighten until I feel it cool and smooth against my back. Theo slouches slightly in the seat to accommodate.
He feels even thicker inside me, stretching me to my limits. A rush of wetness seeps from me, and I drop my hand down, spreading it on us.
I trace a finger over where my skin meets his. Soft and hard. His hips move and I feel him. I feel myself.
The way we fit.
“Fuck, Winter. You have no idea what you do to me.” His eyes glow on me, leaving a trail of sparks in their wake.
I move my fingers over the base of his shaft while he fucks me slow and shallow. It’s hot. It’s unhurried. I feel like I’m allowed to explore him. Explore us.
I feel like I have all the time in the world, because I’m suspecting we are doing more than just trying this out.
We’re seeming pretty damn permanent. The sex is new, but learning to need him has been in the making all summer.
I slide my fingers up to my clit and press hard, chin tipped down, while I watch Theo’s hips flex as he slides himself in and out of me. I can’t look away. It’s...fucking hot watching him push into my body.
Without shame, I rub my clit in firm circles, using one finger and then two. Then back and forth, more rapidly.
“You like the way you look taking a cock, Winter?”
I don’t even glance at him, still watching his veined length thrusting in a slow, even rhythm. I rub my clit, more frantic now. “I like the way I look takingyourcock.”
His hips buck and he hits me deep, shoving me back against the dash. One hand on my inner thigh presses me open wider while the other grips my hip hard.
“Good. Cause it’s the only cock you’re ever going to take.”
Then we both lose it. We’re a tangle of limbs. Curse words. Moans. Whispered names and jerky movements. It all feels like the perfect symphony. The perfect crescendo.
Sweet meets filthy.
Slow meets hard.
His mouth slants over mine, and he whispers, “I hope you’re on birth control this time cause you’re going to be dripping my cum the entire way home.”
And that’s all it takes. His words. His cock. My fingers. We explode together. A flash of light. A rush of heat. Tremors and sweat and heavy breathing.
I feel my body clamp down hard on him. I feel him pulse inside me. My body tingles in parts I’ve never even noticed.
I feeleverything.
And when he gathers me against his chest, I feel loved.
He holds me, our breathing erratic, as he carefully lays my skirt over where we’re joined right as I hear.. .
Voices.
“Theo—”
“Winter, ignore it. Just shut up and kiss me. You’re safe with me.”
He sits up straight, combs his fingers through the side of my hair closest to the window, and claims my mouth with heart-rending passion. I hear people beside us, but I don’t look. I’m all eyes on Theo, body attuned so perfectly to his.
I hear giggles followed by, “Those people are making out!”
And I smile into the kiss.
