So much for talking while they had sex. Parker’s mental synapses were already pushed to the limit. He made it into the parking lot and pulled into an empty space, away from the one other vehicle that was also precisely parked to give maximum privacy. He shut off all the interior lights, making it more difficult for anyone to catch a glimpse of the wicked activities that were about to happen inside the car.
“Is this a make-out spot?” Lynn teased, pulling her legs under her and leaning forward to eagerly peer out the front window. “Oh, hey, you can see the ocean from here. Which part—?”
Parker released his seatbelt. He pushed his seat back as far as it would go, grabbed her by the waist and hauled her unceremoniously onto his lap.
Luckily she was just as eager, her lips on his neck as she worked the buttons of his shirt. Parker cupped her ass, squeezing as he adjusted her over him, lining up her soft warmth over the rock in his pants.
He dragged her over his erection a couple of times before she kissed her way to his mouth and their tongues met. Tangling together as she tugged his shirt free from his pants so she could push the material back and over his shoulders.
Lynn broke them apart, chest heaving as she breathed rapidly. “I’m ready. We don’t need more foreplay.”
Fuck. That kind of announcement he did not need, not when he was attempting to make this first real date memorable. Parker squeezed his eyes shut, hard enough to see stars, telling his dick to behave.
When he opened his eyes again, she wore the wickedest expression. “You really are evil,” he scolded.
He crunched her skirt higher with his fingers before reaching between her legs, intending to jerk her panties to the side.
She wasn’t wearing anything under her skirt.
“Surprise.” Lynn moved against his hand, wet heat drawing him like a magnet as he separated her folds with his fingertips.
“Nice surprise. Perfect surprise. A fucking perfect surprise.” Parker lowered his gaze so he could watch his fingers disappear into her, his thumb centered over her clit. “You’re so pretty down here. Soft, and smooth. So tight. When I put my cock in you the other night, it was like slipping into heaven.”
Lynn rested her hands on his shoulders, lifting her hips enough to give him room. “I liked it, too,” she breathed.
“Liked? I’ll have to work on improving that. Because I loved being inside you. Your cunt so tight around me, hot and wet and so fucking amazing.” He added a third finger and pushed deep.
She gasped, but a moment later she was moving with him again. Hips bucking forward as if trying to get even more contact. He increased the tempo of his thrusts, his fingers slick with her moisture.
Parker pressed harder with his thumb, and she broke. Her orgasm locked down on his fingers as she moaned softly, cheeks flushed and expression hazy.
All his plans for sweet words and gentle caresses went out the window. All finesse gone, he tore open his jeans and rolled a condom onto his aching cock. He caught her by the hips and yanked her closer, lining them up intimately.
He cupped the back of her head with his free hand, searching her glazed eyes. “You with me?”
For an answer, she tilted her hips into the perfect position and sank all the way down.
Parker’s head hit the back of his seat, absolute pleasure whipping through his system and making teeny pom-poms wave in his brain.
Lynn lifted her hips slightly before dropping again. And again. By the time he had regained enough brainpower to move his hands under her ass to help, he was near the breaking point.
“I really hope you’re close, because I’m fucking dying here,” he groaned.
She looked incredibly pleased with herself as she dipped her head to kiss him. “I like seeing you like this.” She nipped at his bottom lip. “You look so sexy when you’re trying not to come.”
“Yeah?” He groaned again when she rotated her hips. “Well, you look sexy when you’re coming. So be a good girl and do that for me.”
Clinging to the last threads of his control, he brought her high enough his cock clung to the sweet heat of her labia before thrusting his hips up to drive them together like pistons. Faster, harder, until his name jolted past her lips on every move.
“Par-ker. Par-ker. Par-oh, oooh—”
She dug her fingertips into his shoulders, crystal eyes going soft and dreamy as she came around his cock.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Give me your pleasure. That’s what I wanted to see.”
If he could have, he would have done it all over again, and then a dozen more times, until she was limp and so sated she couldn’t walk. But with her pussy tightly fisted around him, he didn’t stand a chance. He let go of the leash he’d held, and his climax ripped free, shattering his concentration. He hauled her hips down as far as possible, buried so deep he never wanted to leave, shuddering as hot waves of pleasure rippled through him.
She dragged her nails over his shoulders and up his biceps, and another pulse hit. “Lynn…”
He kissed her, and her wet and eager lips met his as she stroked his upper body. Slowly coming down from the high they’d shot to. Breathing easing. Bodies tangled together intimately.
Lynn kissed his cheek, her smile bursting free along with a low laugh.