It’s racing season! NASCAR racing starts tonight and I am stoked! I cannot wait! So, there’s only book for me to logically choose from for today’s snippet and that would be Stick Shift. (yes yes yes, I know my readers are waiting for the next books in this series and I promise, you’ll get them…)
Today’s theme is Love Scene and it can either be open door or closed door. I’m thinking giving me an option was likely a bad idea…
He walked away and took Lily by the hand again, bringing it to his mouth for a kiss. She looked at him with unguarded lust and emotion. He had her. “Going to my place.”
He held out his other hand. “Give me your keys.”
“I didn’t drive. Alli did.”
“Do you want me to drive? I think I remember how to get to your house.”
“No. I’m fine.” He squeezed her hand as they finished the walk to the designated parking area. He located his truck after a few minutes and got Lily settled inside before he climbed behind the wheel. He turned his head toward her to find her staring at him with that same hungry look from before. “How are you, baby? You look kind of shaken.”
“I am. That was the most scared I’ve ever been in my life.”
She hadn’t put her seat belt on yet, and he reached over and pulled her close. “I’m safe. I’m good. I’m not hurt.”
“I know, but that hit — it was so hard, and you…you…” She took a deep, shuddering breath and turned her face into his neck.
“I’m sorry, baby.” It was a terrible crash. There’d been blackness, followed by lots of stars, and then everything slowly came back into focus. He wasn’t dizzy or light-headed; he was just… He pressed his lips to the top of her head, inhaling deeply. She smelled like a race: cars and rubber and dust and engines. His very favorite smells.
He’d been in bad wrecks before, worse than this one, but that was different. It had just been him before, so to speak, and that wasn’t the case this time. She was involved now. His first thought after the crash once he’d realized all his body parts were still in working order, was of her. Every thought since then had been of her. Was she all right? Was she scared? Was she worried? She wasn’t weak, and he knew that, but there was an emotional price in sports like this for the significant others and family members.
She was his significant other too. There was no doubt about that.
He’d fallen so hard for her. He didn’t fight it, hadn’t even thought to fight it, didn’t want to fight it. He’d always been a believer in things happening for a reason and for whatever reason, fate had placed her in his path.
Her voice was husky, much like it was when she was aroused. He smiled. The urgent need for her that had assailed him when he’d seen her outside the care center hadn’t diminished, but he’d tamped it down in the face of her worry. It flared to life now. She lifted her head, and he turned his toward her. The kiss was like lightning, searing and white-hot. It flashed across his soul and struck his balls with intense lust. They weren’t going to make it back to his place.
He broke the kiss and glanced around. The race was still going on, and while the lights around the track were bright and could be seen from miles away, they were so deep in the infield, the only other people who would happen by would be other drivers who had wrecked like him. Sure, security did passes, but he wasn’t worried about it.
“Get your jeans off.”
“Yes, here. Get them off.” As he was issuing the order, he was tearing at the buttons on his, freeing his rock-hard penis. He pressed the button near the door and pushed the seat back as far as it could go, which wasn’t too much farther, maybe an inch or two. He tilted the steering wheel. The second she had her jeans off, he grabbed for her and pulled her over his lap.
The space was tight, but the close confines were soon forgotten as she straddled his thighs, and he thrust his cock inside her cunt. Lips clashed again, tongues danced, and the tightest pussy he’d ever known was riding him. Her body pressed his into the seat as she fucked him. She didn’t let up, and he wouldn’t have allowed her to if she’d tried.
She groped at his shirt until she’d worked her fingers under it, then scraped her nails along his skin. The way she squeezed his cock when she rose up so that only the crown was inside her drove him insane. She slid back down with such sweet ease that he hissed his breath out between clenched teeth.
Sex with her was frenzied, hard, and full of desperate hunger. His balls ached to spill deep inside her, and he grabbed at her ass, rocking her on his lap.
He sighed against her neck. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
“No more than you are for me.”
Cam smirked and licked her skin. He couldn’t deny the truth in either of their words. But goddamn, going out like this was whole lot better than going out any other way he could think of.
He pressed his heels to the floor and lifted his ass off the seat. Her moan echoed through the cabin of the truck. He did it again, and she simply held on, gripping his waist. She tilted her head back, leaving the column of her throat open to his mouth. It was an invitation he couldn’t refuse as he grasped her skin between his teeth and sucked. He intended to leave a love bite on her, a physical mark on her creamy skin that she couldn’t deny or hide.
“I see lights coming toward us.”
Reluctantly Cam lifted his head and looked out the window. Security. Shit, he thought with a grin. The golf cart was still down at the end of the row of parked vehicles, but eventually it would be even with them. If the guard got curious and flashed his light in the windshield, he’d see Lily. Getting caught screwing by track security could be a bit of a sticky situation.
He was torn between continuing like they were and having her finish him off in her mouth. But God, he loved just being buried inside her. “It’s security.”
She tensed as soon as the word was out of his mouth. He had known she would. Exhibitionism wasn’t something he’d imagine to be too high on her fantasy list.
He pulled her face toward him and kissed her lips, licking at them, trying to melt her rigid posture. When she sagged against him again and started grinding on his cock, he pulled away. “Wanna finish me off in your mouth or wait until we get back to my place?”
She lifted and worked her way off his lap. He immediately wanted to pull her back but didn’t have to as she bent and took his cock between her lips, drawing him into her mouth.
Fuck yes. The woman was definitely going to kill him.
Her head bobbed up and down in his lap after she laid herself flat on the bench seat of the cab. Her bare ass jiggled as she wiggled against the cool leather, and it was only then that he realized one of her arms was not visible. She was masturbating.
He reached over and swatted her ass. She responded with a deep-throated moan and a nip at the head of his dick. Naughty girl. He’d get her later for that one.
The security cart pulled up in front of Cam’s truck just as he turned the ignition. The guard waved up at him, and Cam grinned as he lightly pressed on the gas pedal and gunned the engine.
Cam got them out on the open highway through back roads that weren’t yet crowded with what he knew would be a bitch of a traffic jam. Lily kept writhing on the seat, riding her clit and sucking at his cock, pulling on him, licking him, driving him toward an orgasm that he hoped didn’t cause his second crash of the day.
Her movements became more frantic, and she lowered one of her legs to the floorboard. She pushed her face down to the bottom of his cock, and her throat opened up for him. She wasn’t sucking him but was breathing roughly through her orgasm. Her body rocking on her fingers with her ass in the air, and her little grunting noises around the shaft inside her mouth pushed him to the edge of reason.
He depressed the Cruise Control button and planted his feet flat on the floor board just a fraction of a second before he pumped his seed down her throat. His balls pulled tight against his body as his cum gushed from his cock and he held the wheel in a death grip.
She swallowed everything he gave her, and when he was somewhat calm again — and she had cleaned all remnants of stickiness from his cock — he tapped his foot on the brake to gain control of the speed again.
She lifted her head from his lap, then sat up, licking her fingers while staring straight ahead through the front window, a slight smile on her face.
He realized then that he might have to rethink the whole exhibitionism thing.
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