Chapter 26 - June
June
It was dark outside when I left the arena, and there were only a few cars remaining in the parking lot.
I was on autopilot, thinking about Elias’s acceptance and how the team was currently in first place in their division.
I was also glad that I’d gotten out of work early, because it meant I could get to the restaurant first and have a cocktail before my parents arrived.
I was looking forward to a little bit of peace before they grilled me again about when I would give them grandchildren.
Only when I was a few feet away from my Bronco did I realize it wasn’t my Bronco. It had red trim.
Cole slid out of the driver’s seat and smiled at me. “Why, hello there.”
I crossed my arms and smiled back at him. “How long have you been waiting for me?”
“Long enough that I began wondering if this was a bad idea. Glad I stuck it out.” He gestured at the vehicle. “I never got to show you the car I bragged about on our first date.”
“You mean our second date?”
He chuckled. “That, too. Isn’t she a beauty?”
Cole was looking at me suggestively, so I decided to flirt right back at him. “It’s nice. Looks like she has a big back seat, too.”
His eyes slid down my body and settled on my ass. “She sure does.”
Cole shoved me into the backseat, cursing under his breath as he bumped into the doorframe when following me in.
He quickly slammed the door shut, officially drawing the curtain between us and the outside world.
Except… this particular curtain had really big windows, and the nearby lamppost would give anyone passing by more than an eyeful if they happened to peer inside.
Between that thought and the look on Cole’s face, I was instantly wet.
“What are you doing?” I asked. The ridge between the seats pressed into my thighs as I scanned the not quite empty parking lot.
“You.”
His hands moved faster than it took my brain to catch up, and within a few heated breaths, our clothes lay in crumpled heaps on the floor.
A chill stole over me, totally exposed, but it was no match for the blazing trail left by his lips as he kissed his way up my body.
I slumped into the door against my back, feeling the handle push against my spine, the glass of the window cool against my head.
It was almost claustrophobic, having the bulk of his muscular frame bearing down on me like this.
But also, it was incredibly hot.
He peppered my neck with kisses, my jaw, but when his mouth hovered over mine, I pressed my palms flat against his chest.
“What if someone sees us?” I searched his eyes, our breath mingling in the cramped space.
“I don’t care. I need you.”
The depth and breadth of that simple statement stirred the pooled heat in my core, and made it pulse in delicious anticipation.
His mouth dragged lower and I fought the urge to moan.
That kind of sound would echo far too easily in this empty lot.
So I bit the inside of my lip as he nipped at my skin, somehow greedy and tender at the same time.
He shifted back on his knees to give himself more room, inevitably meeting with the closed door behind him.
Cole grunted, adjusting his body awkwardly so he’d have the leverage he wanted most.
I wanted it, too. Right here in the parking lot. Sure, someone might see.
But that’s what made this so fun.
He lifted my leg and slung it over the back of the driver’s seat, eyes locked on my pussy that glistened with slick under the cool yellow glow of the lamppost outside. His tongue came out to wet his lips, and my hips jerked up, as though my body was being pulled toward him outside of my control.
The subtle motion was enough to get him to stop staring, and do something about it. Cole bent down and kissed his way up my inner thigh, inching slowly to the pulsing heat between my legs. I raised my hips as he got closer, and saw a faint smile curl his lips. He was pleased with himself.
I shifted on the seat, trying to avoid the bumps in the leather without losing the thrill of his warm breath ghosting over my clit.
He inhaled deeply as he drew his nose along my core, breathing in the scent of my arousal before letting it all out with a heady sigh.
He hadn’t made contact yet, but my clit was achingly hard from just that one exhale, a desperate need coiling tight in my pussy.
“Cole…” I buried my fingers in his hair and tried to guide his head down.
He fixed his sensuous gaze on me. “June.” On his lips, my name sounded like a prayer and a curse.
I squirmed under him, tilting my hips again.
This was torture. And it wasn’t like we had all the time in the world.
I was about to tell him this, when Cole lowered his mouth to my pussy, slowly dragging his tongue through my wetness.
First along one side, then flicking the area just above my clit, and coming down the other side.
He repeated the motion, adding more pressure, and my hips jerked involuntarily when his tongue briefly made contact with my sensitive clit. Footsteps sounded in the distance and my breath caught, whole body tensing. But Cole didn’t stop, and I didn’t make him.
I kicked my foot up against the headrest of the back seat, rolling my hips to match his movements.
He let out a quiet moan that might as well have been a blaring siren the way it vibrated through me.
My pussy throbbed hard as he continued to torment me, seemingly enjoying the sound of my muffled moans as I bit down on my arm.
After two more long licks, he circled the tip of his tongue around my clit before flicking it in a rapid motion.
I was forced to bite down harder. My breathing grew shallow, and I twisted my hand in his hair, pushing his face hard against my grinding hips.
His absolute focus on my clit never wavered.
He sucked and licked, building the tension inside me, coaxing me closer and closer to orgasm.
My body jerked again, so hard my foot slipped from the headrest, and my leg dropped over his shoulder. But it didn’t break his stride at all. He gave a low, resonant moan again and sucked my clit into his mouth.
“Oh, God, Cole.” I grabbed the seatbelt, curling it around my trembling hand and pulling tight. It was my anchor. Something to keep me from making too much noise.
I wanted to cry out. I wanted to scream his name until the last breath in my lungs was spent. But that would be dangerous. That might attract all kinds of attention.
Fresh arousal dripped out of me, streaking down my ass and onto the leather seat, which caused me to slide over it with the way Cole was coming at me.
The seatbelt creaked under my tightening grip, fingers white as I tried to adjust my body so it didn’t slip too much.
Through it all, he continued to bathe my clit with attention, and just when I felt myself edging toward the point of no return, he plunged two fingers into me.
My back arched, driving my pussy hard into his face. The sudden movement threw back my head and it bumped into the door with a dull thud. If anyone was out there at the time, they would’ve heard it.
I held back the urge to cry out again, but I couldn’t hold back the force of the climax that tore through me.
A sharp ringing sounded in my ears, the muscles in my stomach twitching as I clenched and relaxed around Cole’s fingers.
He talked me through it, whispering encouraging words I couldn’t make out because I was totally overtaken by the exquisite heat flooding through me.
Then he rocked back to sit, hands gripping my waist, bringing me up to straddle him. The light from outside streaked over his chiseled chest, and right before I came to hover over him, I got a flash of his raging hard-on. Thick and throbbing, the tip slick with the evidence of his own arousal.
My pussy clenched, still sensitive, but more than ready to ride his cock and do it all again.
“I love the way you taste.” Cole sucked two fingers into his mouth, the same ones that were inside me a moment ago.
A soft groan escaped me, and without any further hesitation, I sank down on his cock until my ass touched his thighs.
His jaw tightened, and he let out a ragged breath through gritted teeth.
We were in full view now, sitting right up to the window, but I guess we were still doing our best to be quiet about it.
He took hold of my waist and, with a firm grip, started lifting me off his cock, then pushing me down again.
Over and over. Until it got to the point where the veins in his neck stuck out and his mouth dropped open.
I took it as an invitation, and lunged forward, plunging my tongue into him with an insatiable hunger.
The kiss was deep and clumsy, a clash of teeth and tongues fighting to hold it together as the sweetest moans spilled out of us.
With the faint ringing in my ears and our hot breath fogging up the windows, there was no preparing for the flash of headlights that swept through the Bronco’s cabin. We were so lost in each other, we hadn’t registered the start of an engine.
“Shit.” Cole twisted in his seat, sending us flopping onto our sides with the lower half of our bodies precariously suspended over the edge.
“Who was it?” I whispered.
“I dunno. I think they’re gone.”
My breath was trapped in the back of my throat as I listened hard, heart thudding out of my chest. “Do you think they saw us?”
He didn’t answer. Just looked at me. And my pussy clenched once around his dick.
I rolled my hips, or tried to, but it worked.
Cole propped himself up on one elbow and used his other hand to steady my ass as he started thrusting into me.
I was so fucking wet his throbbing cock slid in and out with ease, and the new angle guided him directly over that most sensitive collection of nerves on the inside of my pussy.
“That’s it,” he panted. “Good girl.”
His breath came hot and heavy in my face as he sped up, his own need for release spurring his movements with urgency now.
It was less precision, and more force as he chased it down.
The whole car rocked with it, and I used my hand as a buffer between my head and the door handle to save myself the bruising.
Harder. Faster. And I squeezed my eyes shut as my pussy started clenching around him.
This time, my orgasm hit hard, splintering time and space as it raked over me in waves of liquid fire.
My walls pulsed, contracted so tightly they would’ve dragged him along if he was willing or not.
Judging by the look on his face when he finally emptied himself inside me, there was no doubt about it. He was willing.
A giggle escaped my lips soon after.
“What’s so funny?” Cole rumbled.
“This. Having sex in the back of a car, like two teenagers.”
He grinned down at me. “I never did that as a teenager.”
“Me neither.” I brushed my lips against his. “But I’m glad I finally got to.”
“Me too.”