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"Guess again."
She motions to the juice place. "Lunch."
"No."
Her eyes go to our destination. A Perfect Romance. "Brendon Kane. You... you're not..."
"I am."
I pull my hand away.
Her sigh is heavy. Needy. "You... you're... why..."
I undo my seatbelt and step out of the car. Fuck, there are a million reasons why. "Because I want to be sure you're thinking of me every fucking night."
She gets out of the car and presses the door shut. Her eyes find mine. They're still dumbfounded.
"You don't have a vibrator."
Her cheeks flush. "People can hear you."
I hit the lock and slide my keys into my pocket. "People should hear me." I slide my arm around her waist. "People should know how much I love it when you come."
Her blush deepens. "You... you do this on purpose."
"Maybe."
"Yeah. You do." She rests her head on my shoulder. "I'm not sure why I talk to you."
"You want people knowing."
"No." She shakes her head. "I... aren't you supposed to do this somewhere dark and quiet? Or online? It's the twenty-first century."
I lead her toward the store, pull the door open for her. "I want it now." I lean in to whisper in her ear. "I want to go straight home and use whatever we buy to make you come until you pass out."
"Oh." Her blush spreads to her chest. Her teeth sink into her lower lip. "I guess that's acceptable."
"Just acceptable?"
She nods. "Don't push your luck."
"My luck?"
"Yeah. Your luck." Her eyes go wide as she takes in the store. She presses her lips together. "I... I'm on birth control. If you... if you're sure you're clean."
"I got tested last month." A few days before her birthday. Three months earlier than scheduled. Yeah, I knew exactly what I was doing. And it was fucked. But at least I'm safe. "There hasn't been anyone for a long time."
"I want to try it without a condom. If you do." She looks up at me. "Do you?"
My cock threatens to take over. "Yeah." Why are we here? I could be fucking her in the backseat. I could feel every inch of her flesh against mine.
"Oh. Good."
"Fucking great."
"Fucking great." She moves to the racks of lingerie in front. Flips through a set of animal print thongs. "Why is cheetah print sexy?" Her voice is nervous. But it's plenty loud.
We are the only people in here, besides the salesgirl.
