“I have to move.”
A buzzing noise sounded as Devin lowered the seat and slid it back. He shifted her until she was flat against him and his mouth overtook hers again.
The man made her head spin.
He slipped his hands beneath the hem of her shorts and palmed her ass cheeks.
She rolled her pelvis, grinding against his hard cock. Just a little higher. Yes. Right there. She arched back and moaned.
“As much as I love to see you come, you will come either against my mouth or around my cock—your choice, but not from dry humping like horny teens.”
Liberty pushed up and looked down at him. With his tousled curls, lazy smile and that big body taking up every inch of available space, he defined male hotness. “I’ve never had sex in this car.”
Devin’s eyes heated. “Then let’s pop this cherry.” He tugged her shirt up. She took the hint and whipped it into the driver’s seat. “I’m happy to see you’re not wearin’ one of them squish-your-tits bras.”
“If I were, you could kiss them better.”
“Oh, I’m gonna do that anyway. Take it off.”
It was difficult, within the confines of the car, to reach around and unhook the clasp.
“Let me,” Devin murmured huskily. He had her bra unhooked and his face buried in her cle**age almost before she blinked.
She reached down and popped the snaps on his pearl-button shirt, baring his chest to her greedy hands.
While his mouth latched onto her nipple, his hands moved down her sides, stopping at the waistband of her shorts. He made quick work of the button and zipper, then dragged openmouthed kisses from one nipple to the other. “Need to f**k you.”
She shivered from the way his commanding tone reverberated against her skin.
“Since it’s your car, I’ll let you be on top.”
“Do I need to open the door so we can move around and actually get naked?”
“Stretch across me and get into a push-up position.” He slipped her shorts and underwear down her legs and she kicked them to the floor. “Stay like that.” Devin captured her lips as he hiked his hips up. The stiff denim rubbed against her bare thighs as he ditched his jeans.
Liberty’s arms started to shake from holding her body weight at such a weird angle. Then Devin’s hands were on her hips, urging her down, and he placed her palms on his chest. He kept their mouths fused as he maneuvered her onto his cock.
Yes. Even when she was revved up, ready to slam all his hardness into her pu**y over and over, just being joined with Devin like this, she finally felt complete.
She must’ve sighed, because he broke the kiss when he smiled at her.
“I know, baby. I feel it too.” He lightly slapped her ass. “Now move. Bring those perfect tits to my mouth so I can suck on you while you f**k me.”
“I thought you needed to f**k me.”
“You’re on top.” She hissed when his teeth nipped the top of her breast.
Spreading her knees as wide as the space allowed, Liberty pushed against his chest as she raised her hips. She stopped when only the head of his c**k remained inside her; then she dropped down until his c**k was buried to the root.
“You feel good.”
“So do you.” She canted her hips, grinding against him. Given their tight quarters, she couldn’t move as fast and hard as they both liked. She struggled not to smack her head into the top of the car or to push his ass into the seat and end up pinching his balls.
But dammit, she wanted that throbbing rush of pleasure that only he gave her. So she ramped up the pace.
“Liberty.”
She glanced up, surprised by his sweet tone.
He framed her face in his hands. “Let’s slow it down a bit.”
“Why? Am I doing something wrong?”
“No.” His thumbs made an arc across her cheekbones. “You’re doin’ everything right. Let’s take our time. I wanna enjoy this, enjoy you, lose myself in finally getting what I’ve wanted for five very long days.” He brought his lips to hers. Not only could the man convey such raw emotion with his words, but he poured every bit of what he was feeling into the kiss.
Devin, I love you. I love you so much, and it’ll kill me to walk away from you when this tour ends.
But it was inevitable. So she wouldn’t dread their parting of ways, but relish every moment they had left together.
Devin’s hands stroked and caressed her everywhere. His warm, soft lips teased the spot below her ear. He nibbled on her neck. He traced her collarbone with his tongue. And he whispered such sweet, sexy words in her ear, in her hair and against her skin.
She recognized the change in his body when he reached that tipping point. She increased the pace, tightening her pu**y muscles around his shaft when he started to shudder with his release.
His orgasm triggered hers. She gasped softly; her clit pulsed and her inner tissues clamped down, confining his c**k to just tiny thrusts as he bathed her walls with his seed.
As soon as they were both spent, his mouth sought hers. Devin’s arms trapped her against his body so she couldn’t escape even if she wanted to.
Not that she wanted to. She loved the feeling of his hot, bare skin plastered to hers and the sticky warmth between her thighs.
Wait.
She shouldn’t feel that. She wiggled until he released her.
“What?”
She stared into his sated eyes. “We forgot a condom.”
“Damn.” Then, “You’re on some form of birth control, right?”