Page 49 of The One
“Now?” My brows rose high.
“Yes.”
I glanced at her as I made another turn. “We’re still about ten minutes from the restaurant. Are you all right?”
“I’m all right. I just want you to pull over … I don’t want to go to the restaurant yet.” She pointed to a strip mall up ahead. “Go in there. Most of the stores look closed. Drive around the back.”
I had no idea why she was asking me to do this or where her head was at, but I drove into the entrance and slowly made my way around the building.
Her hand shot up again, aimed at a spot in the center of the parking lot, far from any lights and cars. “Park there.”
I backed in between the two lines and turned the car off.
She unclasped her seat belt, her body fully facing mine. “You must think I’m nuts for asking you to do this.”
“Nuts? No. Curious? Yes.” I pulled my hands off the steering wheel.
“Fair.” She set her phone on the floor in front of her. “I guess I just need to show you my idea, then.” She climbed over the armrests and straddled my lap. “I’m taking back control.” She wrapped her arms around my neck.
My dick was instantly hard, my hands rubbing up and down her sides. “You want to fuck me in the front seat of my car?”
If there were light back here, I was sure I’d see that her cheeks were exploding with redness.
There was a naughty side to Lainey, and she was open to just about everything. But she was extremely shy when it came to vocalizing what she wanted.
This was huge for her.
“Is that okay?” The timidness was clear in her voice.
“You never have to ask me if that’s okay.” I kissed the top of her chest. “I always want to fuck you, Lainey. It’s all I thinkabout.” My lips moved to her throat. “What I dream about.” I pulled her face against mine. “I will never get enough of you.”
The second our mouths touched, she moaned.
Her hands were in my lap, unbuttoning my jeans and lowering my zipper, reaching inside to pull out my dick.
The way she rushed through each step showed me how badly she wanted me.
It was the hottest fucking thing ever.
When she had her legs spread around me, her dress lifted toward her waist, and I slipped my hand underneath. I didn’t bother trying to remove her panties or shift them to the side, where they’d get in the way or rub against us. I just ripped them off.
“Well, I wasn’t expecting that.” She laughed.
“You’d better be careful where you bend over at the party, or someone is going to get quite the view.” I held her tighter. “A view that’s only mine.”
“Rhett—” Her voice cut off when I ran my finger over her pussy. “Yes!”
I didn’t dip it inside her; I just used my thumb to pet her back and forth, spreading the wetness already there.
And while I teased her, she pumped my dick, going as high as my tip and as low as my base.
“Lainey …” My moan told her how good she was doing and how she was making me feel.
With her dress tied around her neck in some complicated way, I didn’t attempt to take it off. I cupped her tit over the fabric instead and tugged at her hard nipple.
She panted, “I need you.”
It was like she was reading my thoughts.
