Page 33 of Challenge Accepted

He shoved his hands down her into her shorts and groaned against her neck when he found how wet she was. He tucked twofingers inside her and used the edge of his palm to cup her tight, working her clit.

She stepped back and for the second time, she dropped her shorts for this man. Except this time they didn’t make it much past her thighs. He surprised her by spinning her around so she faced the Jeep. He nudged her legs open enough to get his hand between her thighs.

His touch was rough and hot as he coasted up to her breasts under the sweatshirt, flipping the cup of her bra down just enough to get a hold of her. The quick nip of his teeth at her neck as he plucked at her nipple pushed her up onto her toes. He took full advantage.

The sound of her wetness was embarrassing and thrilling. She pressed her forehead into the glass.

“Fuck,” he said into her ear. “So wet. All for me?”

She nodded.

“You have no idea how bad I want to fuck you right here.”

“Yes. Yes, do that. Right here.”

“Anyone could come by.”

“Double dare you.”

He was always so careful with her. This side of him was what she needed right now. She wanted a bit of that danger. She panted into the night, not quite sure what he’d do. They’d been in his space so far.

Well, they did seem to have a thing about cars from the beginning. But this time he was definitely not teasing and flirty. This time she didn’t know what to expect.

A car’s headlight flared against the glass. He stopped. His hand continued between her legs, but the rest of him stilled and he pressed her even closer to the car. Shielding her.

God, she couldn’t wait to go upstairs. She certainly couldn’t make small talk with her roommate. Not while she was this riled up.

The car went up another level and she shuddered. “Here,” she said again.

“How the hell am I supposed to say no to that?”

“You don’t.”

He moved his hand up to her throat and gripped her jaw, turning her to meet his mouth. “I’m a little too tuned up here, Goldie. I’m not sure you really want that.”

“I do. Hard.” She wanted him like this. A little wild. She wanted the wild to push back the disappointments of the day. That at least she had this pleasure right now.

His kiss wasn’t easy. It wasn’t gentle. It was a clash of teeth and the metallic edge of blood in her mouth as he bit her lip. His eyes were just dark shadows here. His face all angles and dark shapes.

His hands a breath away from brutal.

And she loved it.

“Fuck, you are so ready for me.”

She reached behind to get a hold of him, but he took her hand and slapped it against the Jeep.

“Hold here. And God, let me know if it’s too much.”

She pressed her cheek to the glass. Even now when they were both on a knife-edge of control, he was stopping to let her know he would throttle back.

She wanted to erase that part of him.

She rotated her hips against him. The buttons dug into her ass, and his buckle slapped against her hip with each pass, but it was his cock that she wanted. To know that he wanted this as much as she did.

The blunt edge of his cock slid between her thighs and teased the swollen part of her that she wanted him to fill up.

He dragged his shaft along her lips, his broad head merely brushing her clit. Then his hand was gone and it was only the teasing scrape of his length abrading against her.

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