turning toward me as she blinks me into focus. “Thanks for driving me.”
“You’re welcome.” My gaze rakes over her. She’s become increasingly disheveled, and I like it.
I’d like to mess her up a lot more. I won’t, but I’d like to. I put my old pickup truck into park and shut off the engine. “Come on, let’s get you inside.”
She shifts in the seat. “I can do it.”
“You can, but I’m still going with you.”
She makes no move to leave, instead leans against the window before glancing toward the house. The fine cords of her neck move. “I’m not ready to go in yet.”
“And why’s that?”
She meets my eyes. “I had fun tonight. I didn’t expect to, but I did.”
“I had fun too.” I smile. “Now, let’s get you into bed.”
My reluctance to let her go, to end the night, makes me more determined to get out of the small cab of the truck. Because, fuck, I am on the verge of doing something really stupid.
Her head lolls a little. “Are you trying to get rid of me?”
“Yes.” The word is blunter than I meant, though it’s the truth.
“Why?” She puffs out her bottom lip, and I want to take a bite out of it. “Don’t you like me?”
I chuckle, shifting to face her more fully. “I think we both know I like you a little too much.”
Her knees hit the gear shift. “Wanna make out?”
“Fuck, yes.”
Full lips curve into a smile. “Then what are you waiting for?”
I look away, the temptation of her getting to be too much. I have three things to do, and I’m stuck on the first thing, which isn’t a great sign. “I’m trying to be smart about this.”
“Yeah, that makes the most sense.” Her voice is slow, not quite slurred, but soft. She moves, and I think she’s going to get out of the car, but instead she comes closer.
Close enough for me to smell that clean scent of hers.
I grit my teeth. “It’s time for bed, Cat.”
“I know.” But instead of leaving, she climbs on top of me, straddling me with her bare legs.
Jesus Christ. My hands settle on her small hips. “Cat.”
She looks down at me, licking her lips. “I’m going to be embarrassed tomorrow.”
“Don’t be.” My gaze locks on hers.
Pick her up and put her back on the seat. But I don’t move, except to tighten my hold.
“I was thinking…” She trails off, the words leading.
Like an idiot, I follow them. “Sounds dangerous.”
She sways, and her hair brushes my cheeks. “I feel like if I’m already going to be embarrassed, it should be for something good. Don’t you agree?” She puts her hands on my shoulders, leaning close so her breasts brush against my chest. “Something substantial and worthy?”
I hiss out a breath, unable to resist the urge to rock up into her, my erection dragging between her thighs.
She gasps, her nails digging into the cotton of my T-shirt. “Yes, like that.”
Honestly, I never pegged her for a temptress, but she wears it well.
“You’re making it hard to be a gentleman.” My words come out like a growl.
She moves her hips in a slow circle, her eyes closing, lips parting at the friction. “It feels good. It’s been so long since I felt good.”
The statement comes out almost absentminded, like she’s not even aware she’s said it, and I file the information away to examine at another time. The next time she circles into me, I surge up, rocking into her while gripping her hips.
At the pleasure, I bare my teeth. “I could make you feel good.”
“Yes.” She groans.
My head falls back against the seat as she works her hips. “I want to do the right thing here.”
“Me too.” She moves faster, her body insistent.
Our harsh breathing fills the air, steaming up the windows and turning them opaque. I slide my hands up her rib cage, stroking my thumbs over the curve of her breasts. “How long’s it been since a man’s touched you?”
“Too long.” She’s panting now, using my cock where it feels the best.
I’m not stopping this the way I should, but my restraint is still intact. I won’t fuck her, but to her point, if she’s already going to be embarrassed, it might as well be for something good. And if she can make herself come, who am I to stop her?
She surges into me.
I brush over her beaded nipples.
She gasps. “Are you going to kiss me?”
“No.” I thrust up, wishing to fucking God there wasn’t a barrier