“On a two-lane road. It’s late, and there are hardly any cars. Trust me to protect you.”
She did trust him. Arousal beat a hot pulse between her legs.
“Alicia. Let me touch you.”
“You should focus on the road.”
His lips curved. “I can do both.”
She sucked in a breath. She’d just bet he could. “How about I watch the road for you?”
“You won’t be watching the road. You’ll be concentrating on what I’m doing.”
“Is that a challenge?”
He gave a quick, wicked smile, but to his credit, he kept his eyes on the road.
“Lean your seat back, Alicia.”
She tilted the seat back and spread her legs, chewing her lip the entire time.
“Lift your dress so I can see what you’re wearing underneath.”
She drew her dress up, revealing the hot pink underwear she’d worn to match the pale pink and white sundress she had on.
“Sexy.” And that was the only look he gave her. Eyes on the road, his fingers crept over her thigh and between her legs, causing a shock of pleasure when he cupped her sex. She melted against him, arching toward his searching fingers.
“This makes me hard, Alicia, makes me think about all the things I want to do to you when we get back to the house.”
The outline of his erection was visible against his jeans. “I want to touch you.”
He shook his head. “No. I want to make you come. Just relax.”
She let out a shaky breath and half turned toward him, giving him better access. He took advantage, sliding his hand down into the silk, touching her bare skin.
She moaned and gripped his wrist as he found her clit, then slid his fingers lower, teasing her *. She didn’t know if it was being in the car, the idea of this being so public, but she was throbbing, her clit tingling with pulses of need.
“You’re wet, babe,” he said, taking a quick glance at her. The hunger in his eyes undid her as he swirled her moisture over her clit. “I’m going to make you come.”
“Yes,” she said, sliding her hand over his, helping him get her there. She pressed down on his hand and shoved his fingers deeper inside her. “Harder.”
She swallowed, her throat dry as he increased the pressure. She couldn’t control the desire now, and didn’t care who might be watching. She undulated against the most exquisite sensations as she shattered against his hand with a loud cry.
“Oh, yeah,” she heard him say, but she was lost, bucking against his fingers as she came in wild, seemingly endless bursts that left her hot and shaking. It was only after the trembling stopped that Garrett removed his hand.
And when he licked his fingers one by one, she shuddered, hoping they’d be back at the house in a hurry.
“Glad you kept your eyes on the road the whole time,” he teased.
She realized Godzilla could have stepped out of the ocean and onto the road in front of them and she’d have been totally oblivious to it. She smoothed her dress down over her legs. “Okay, I might have been a little distracted.”
He cocked a grin. “Just the way I like you.”
Now it was her turn. She leaned over and laid her hand on his thigh, wanting to make sure his erection didn’t go anywhere. His jaw clenched as he drove the rest of the way back to the house.
By the time he pulled into the driveway, his clamped jaw had worked itself into a decided twitch. She was rather proud of that, because he’d driven her absolutely out of her mind with pleasure, so she felt obliged to return the favor. Her fingers danced over his fully hard cock, and if he hadn’t been driving, she’d have unzipped him and would’ve stroked or sucked him. But she did prefer he pay some attention to the road, so this tease was enough torture for him.
She gave him points for being a very good driver.
He opened her car door and pulled her out, pressing her against the side of the car to fit his lips to hers and grab a handful of her ass.
She was more than ready for him, and when he scooted her across the car to lay her flat on the warm hood, pressing his hot, hard body against her, she was sure he was ready to take her right there, his body surging against hers.
Not that she’d object—much. She flattened her palms against his chest and gave him a little push. “Shouldn’t we take this inside?”
He pressed a kiss against her jaw. “Not sure I can wait that long.”
She loved that he wanted her that much. The feeling was mutual, and if they hadn’t left the porch light on and it wasn’t so brightly lit out here, she might just consider it, because he was rubbing his hard cock against her sex. A few more minutes of that and she’d be ready to explode.
Fortunately, he pulled her up and nearly dragged her to the front door.
They didn’t make it far inside, though, because as soon as he shut the front door, he drew her to the floor, pulling her down on top of him. She landed with her skirt over her hips. Garrett took advantage, slipping his hand into her panties to roam over her bare butt.