Chapter 24
Dean
Lily sitting in the driver’s seat of my car was one of the best things I had ever witnessed. She was so focused and serious, biting her lip with every turn of the wheel as we cruised around an empty grocery store parking lot, but looked equally beautiful.
I couldn’t help but sit closer than I needed to be, with my arm slung along the back of the Cadillac’s bench seat as I pointed to the gas and brakes, the gears, and what to look for on the dash.
She was a fast learner, and soon my thoughts of teaching her how to drive were drifting to a reward for later.
“That’s it. Nice and easy,” I commented as she took a left turn.
She blushed but kept her eyes ahead. “You’re making it so hard to focus right now.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, fighting a smile. She took another wide turn before I spoke in a lower tone. “Good girl.”
She shook her head in disbelief, huffing a laugh as she shifted in her seat, and then took a steadying breath. “I think I’m getting the hang of it.”
“Great.” My attention went to the exit of the parking lot. “Now we try the street.”
“What?”
I smirked at her. “You heard me.”
Her eyebrows furrowed with worry. “Are you sure?”
“I trust you.”
“Ha,” she barked nervously, glancing at the street.
I gently took her chin, directing her eyes back to me as I toned down on the nonchalance. “I promise you, nothin’ is gonna happen. You’ve got this. Just do one trip around this block.”
Her throat bobbed, but she nodded with determination.
I sat back, giving her space as she checked her mirrors and blind spots, tucked her hair behind her ears, and gently pressed the accelerator. The car moved to the exit, where she stopped to look left and right. The engine rumbled idly beneath us.
“Okay,” she breathed. “Okay. This is fine. I’m just going for a drive on the road. In a very large car.”
Another breath later, her fingers flicked the turn signal to go right, and she turned the wheel, keeping her head on a swivel and double-checking mirrors as we peeled out onto the mostly empty street. For a moment, we were in complete silence.
She seemed to be anticipating something happening.
I slowly tugged the sleeves of my hoodie up my forearms and rested back in my seat. One arm draped on the back of the seat, and the other angled on the open window while I lightly drummed my fingers on the roof.
Lily stole a glance at me. “I’m doing it.”
“You are.”
The corners of her lips curved into a radiant smile.
I reached for the dash and flicked the switch to put the top down, which only made her smile more as the sun poured in and a light breeze tugged gently at her hair. Each light brown strand glowed golden in the light.
I rarely used the convertible option with my car. Sometimes, the top jammed, but that didn't matter now. I wanted to watch Lily enjoy a drive with the roof down as we went around the block.
When she parked the car back in the grocery store lot, releasing a heavy but content sigh, the smile on her face remained as she turned in her seat. Tucking one leg under the other, she looked ready to burst with happiness.
“So? How did I do?”
I curled my hand under her bent knee and slid her to me. The motion caused a giggle to pass over her soft lips, right before I claimed them.
“I’ll take that as a pass for lesson one,” she laughed, taking a breath between kisses. “You will have to teach me a few more things, you know.”
I nodded, eyes on her lips again. I couldn’t help myself when it came to looking at her.
She blushed, considering something as she chewed her lip. And then she kissed me again. It was tentative and a little teasing. She spaced each kiss like she was figuring something out about them.
Her lips opened wider, letting me in as she leaned into me. Only then did she pull away, a little breathless.
“I think I’m ready,” she said.
“Ready for—Oh.” I cleared my throat and willed myself to move back a fraction more. “Are you sure?”
She nodded quickly. “Mhm. We’re going to have sex again anyway, so we may as well start now, right?”
“Okay, fair enough,” I chuckled. “But we should only do it if you’re comfortable.”
“And I am.”
I watched her a little longer, trying to find a tell. It wasn’t that I didn’t believe she was ready. I just needed her to know that there was no rush.
Lily rolled her eyes, took my hand from her thigh, and brought it under her shirt to her scar. The touch caused her stomach to flinch briefly from nerves, but she kept my hand there. Pressed to her smooth skin and the small, rigid scar just above her hip bone.
“I’m ready,” she repeated softly. Her pupils had dilated.
Eyes on mine, she guided my hand to her breast.
I could see the outline of my hand beneath her top as she left my hand where it was. Her releasing my wrist invited me to take over.
Pulling her into my lap and holding her body against mine, I turned us horizontally so she lay between my legs, and my head rested against the door. Not the most comfortable angle for my neck, but with a view like the one on top of me, I couldn’t complain.
“You really wanna do this in the car?” I followed the familiar curves of her body under the snug fit of her shirt and jeans with my hands.
“Yes, I do.” She tucked her bottom lip between her teeth and then kissed me slowly, teasing me each time our lips met until she brought her mouth to my ear. Her cool fingertips skimmed up beneath my shirt.
“If you’re going to fuck me in your car,” she whispered, sending a shudder down my spine as her bottom lip brushed the shell of my ear, “We should probably close the roof.”
“Yes, we should,” I said. “There is a switch on the dash to the right of the steering wheel if you wanna just give it a flick.”
She smiled and eased herself back, straddling my hips and the bulge in my jeans.
As she investigated where the switch was, I skimmed my hands up her thighs and body and then brought them back down again to her waist.
“Ah-huh,” she hummed softly, finding the switch.
There was a quiet grinding in the back of the car, and we both paused to watch as the top unfolded and slowly covered us in again.
And then it stopped halfway.
“For fuck's sake,” I groaned, pulling my eyes to her body — where she sat.
“Did I break it?”
“No, it’s just somethin’ it does… Gimme a second.” I started sitting up, and she moved off my lap so I could yank the roof the rest of the way over. As I did, Lily glanced into the back seat and then started climbing into it.
I lowered my arms and raised a brow, watching her as she went over.
God, her ass in those jeans…
“You really wanna do this, huh?” I said, half smiling as I crossed my arms on the back of the seat.
Lily dropped into the back, huffing a strand of hair from her face with a grin. She kicked off her sneakers, maintaining that eagerly excited eye contact, and reached for the button on her fly.
I didn’t want to move yet, not when I was enjoying watching her remove her jeans in a cramped space.
“Are you coming back here or what?” She lobbed her jeans at my face teasingly, crossing her bare legs.
My size wasn’t making it over the back of the seat.
I stepped out of the car, looking around casually to make sure the parking lot was still empty before I pulled the front seat forward and climbed into the back.
Once the door was shut and locked again, and I had put the front seat back in place, Lily’s hands snaked around my shoulders and she dragged me on top of her with a laugh.
“It might be easier if I’m sitting,” I chuckled, looping my arm around her waist as I rolled us up.
Her knees wedged against the crevice of the seat, and she was flush against me, cradled by my thighs while I spread them for leg room.
It was then that things slowed down a little.
This was the first time we had done anything since the shooting.
Lily seemed to think the same thing as she adjusted herself, breathing a little more shakily. But it wasn’t fear that made her apprehensive. She was ready and excited, and equally nervous.
“We’re doing this,” she said, looping her arms around my neck.
“And we’ve got nowhere else to be. There’s no rush,” I added, shaking my head. “You’re in charge of where this goes, alright? I’m just here to…provide.” I nudged my hips up against her, and it made her smile wider.
She brought her lips closer, kissing me with featherlight curiosity and then opening her mouth for more as her fingers grazed the back of my scalp.
My hands drifted along her thighs, around the curve of her ass, and up beneath the back of her shirt. She was leaving her shirt on, but that didn’t stop me from undoing the clasp of her bra.
I pulled my mouth from hers and brought it to her neck as my hands spread across her back and shoulder blades.
Lily pushed herself into me, spreading her legs as she rolled her hips to sit comfortably, but then she moved back a little, bringing her hands and eyes to my fly.
Her lips parted as she made quick work of the button and zipper and then lightly trailed a finger along the seam of my briefs, right along the curve of my bulge.
My cock twitched at the faint stroke before she gently released it from its restraint.
Her eyes came to my face, searching as if she wondered if all this was okay with me.
I cocked my head back, half smiling.
It was the one thing she needed before she brought herself closer again, reaching down between us to slip her underwear to one side.
I refused to take my eyes off her face as she tentatively stroked herself against me. Her shoulders relaxed, and her head tilted back as those cautious movements grew heavier with arousal.
She closed her eyes as her hips slid back and forth, finding a slow rhythm and growing wetter and wetter.
I had hardened against her fast and gently pulled her closer as I kissed the front of her throat. A soft moan slipped out from her parted lips, and then she rose to her knees, keeping her body flush with mine.
“I want you in me,” she whispered breathlessly.
I nodded lazily, reaching beneath her to hold my cock while she lowered herself to it.
My stomach tensed, and my mouth fell open when she sank onto the tip and then rose off it again. She was edging herself in preparation, and I was loving every fucking second. Each time she pushed down a little further, I was left breathless. And groaning like I had been deprived of sex for years.
Her arousal slid over my fingers at the base of my cock when she lowered herself one more time, taking me in full. I moved my hand so she could go all the way down and sit there for a moment.
There was a faint quaking in her thighs and a look on her face as if she suddenly remembered how it felt — the closeness, the touch, the pleasure.
“You okay?” I asked, bringing my hand up to suck her from my fingers.
“I didn’t realize how much I missed…this.” She rolled her pelvis forward and up, arching her back so that she slid off me by a few inches before she slid back on.
My mouth twitched with a smile, and I sat forward. The angle made her lean back, resting her shoulders against the back of the front seat. I framed my hands on her hips and then slid my thumb to her clit. The touch made her roll her head back.
I felt her muscles feather around me and kissed the column of her arched neck. “Show me how much you missed this, Lily.”