Okay, she needs to stop with this sweet bullshit immediately or else . . . or else what?
“No more accepting drinks from strangers.” I try to keep eye contact, but when I do, the heat in her gaze draws me closer. Leaning one elbow on the center console, I’m sucked into her stare. In the dark, the dashboard lights bathe her hair and skin in a soft blue glow. Fuck, she’s even more beautiful than I thought. “Go on now, Eve.” Why the hell did that sound like a warning?
“Mmm.” Her eyes flash with need.
I groan and drop my head, but only for an instant before my body demands I keep looking. “Go inside.” Or I’ll kiss you or fuck you. Most likely both.
“I don’t want to.” The sound of her denim-clad legs rubbing together slices through the car straight to my dick.
This can’t happen. She’s young, most likely inexperienced, and naive. Damn, looking at her now, my excuses seem pointless. I need to convince her to leave the car. Push her away.
“I thought you were having a sexual-identity crisis.”
I expect her to get mad or embarrassed. Instead, the tip of her tongue darts out to suck her upper lip between her teeth before she releases it. “I think I’ve been cured.”
Fucking hell. Her upfront style of seduction is such a turn on; this car has gone from cramped to painfully uncomfortable. I shift in my seat, hoping to give my hard-on some room, but it’s pointless.
If she had any idea how close I am to burying myself so deep inside her tight little body, she’d watch what she says.
This is stupid. Impulsive. Selfish.
Fuck it.
“You sure you want this?” I reach out, fork my fingers into her hair, and groan when she lets the weight of her head fall into my hand. Just that tiny tilt of her head says it all. She’s giving herself over to me. “Come here.”
Her eyes flare with need, and she leans in while I guide her lips to mine. The first brush of flesh on flesh, so fucking sweet, makes my body ache for more. I tighten my grip in her hair and her lips part. Perfect.
Our tongues glide together hot, slick, and so fucking wet it ignites a fire to strip her naked. Who knew this mouth spewing sass and saying fuck could taste so damn sweet.
The leather seats creak as she pushes her torso closer, reaching over the center console. Her chest heaves, and her hot breath licks against my lips in frenzied bursts. Her hand runs up my thigh to my zipper. Eager, she wants this as badly as I do.
I break the kiss with a gentle but firm tug to her hair. “Inside.”
Her heavy-lidded eyes fix on mine, swollen lips parted. “Fuck . . . yeah.”
All breath and desire and damn if my dick isn’t pushing painfully to get at her.
She drops back to her seat, pops the door open, and before she can close it, I’m out and rounding the front of the car. At the door, she fumbles with the keys, and I press in behind her. I drag her hair off her neck and nip at the tender flesh below her ear.
“Cameron.” Her body goes limp against my chest.
“Open up.” I flex my hips, grinding against the top of her ass.
A few more fumbles with the key and we’re plunged inside the darkness of her living room. I kick the door shut and the sound spins Eve to face me.
“Where’s your room, doll?” I take a step toward her, almost expecting her to retreat, but instead she comes at me.
She hops and I catch her by the ass just as her lips crash against mine. Her tongue invades, hands bury into my hair, and legs tighten around my waist. She rolls her hips, rubbing herself against my hard-on. I growl into her mouth and turn to press her back into a nearby wall. My hips move on their own, thrusting but unsatisfied with the friction alone. Fuck, I need more.
I shove my hand up her shirt, ripping and pulling against the flimsy fabric. She leans back so I can get her shirt and bra off. I pin her hips to the wall with mine, and with her legs still wrapped around me, I squint into the darkness.
“Aw fuck, baby.” My eyes devour her naked torso: long sleek hair falls over her shoulders to frame full breasts and creamy skin that call for my mouth. I cup one, running my thumb over the tip and warm at her responding shiver. “You’re perfect.”
A tiny gasp falls from her lips. “Thank you.”
I lean forward and close my lips around her nipple.
She groans and pumps her hips against mine as much as she can for being wedged between me and the wall. “Bedroom.”
Oh, hell yeah.
I push back, and her arms and legs clamp around me. “Where?”
“Back hallway, door on the right.”
With her round ass in my hands, I follow directions until we’re in a dark room, but the white comforter on the bed stands out like a big X that screams “fuck here.” I toss her to the bed and unbutton my shirt while she peels off her jeans. “All of it. I want you bare.”
She shimmies her panties down to her ankles then kicks them across the room. I pull a condom from my wallet and drop my pants. Her eyes go wide as I roll the latex on.