laugh, too. The doors open just in time and I grab her hand and pull her out into the parking lot.
We begin to walk to the back corner where our car is parked. “That was a bad one.” She laughs. “Your father and your brother.” She shakes her head. “Where do you come up with this stuff?”
“You started the father.” I laugh as I grab her ass. “My brother was an added bonus.”
I push the key lock and the lights flick on my Aston Martin. Ash goes to the passenger side and I follow her and quickly pin her against my car.
We kiss, and her hands rise up my neck and into my hair. We kiss again and again, and God, this woman makes me crazy. I unzip my suit pants and she frowns as she looks down at me. “I wasn’t joking about fucking you in my car,” I growl.
Her eyes widen, and she glances around the car park. It’s semi-dark and nobody is around.
“Here?” she whispers.
“Right here.” I get into the passenger side and push the seat back as far as it will go.
Ashley looks around the parking lot guiltily.
“Get the fuck on my cock now,” I growl.
She bubbles up a giggle as she hitches up her dress a little. “You are a cream-licking deviant, Dr. Stanton,” she whispers as she falls into a straddle position above me and slowly closes the door behind her.
I pull her panties to the side and swipe my fingers through her flesh.
She’s burning hot and dripping wet. “Yes,” I hiss. Hmm. “Fuck, you feel good.” I slide my cock back and forth through her lips and pull her down onto me in one hard slam.
Her mouth goes into a perfect ‘O’ shape and she closes her eyes. She holds the head rest behind me with both hands.
It’s magnified in this small space... the feeling of her. The feelings I have for her.
Our mouths clash together in desperate need. “Bring your legs up,” I push out.
She struggles a bit. “The damn gear stick is in my way.” She hits her knee hard. “Ouch!” she yells. “If you’re going to fuck me behind your father’s and brother’s backs, can you at least buy a panel van?”
I laugh out loud and grab her hipbones. “Done.” I pick her up and slam her back onto me.
“You’re a very bad man, Cameron Stanton,” she breathes above me.
“And you are an excellent stepmother.”
It’s Wednesday afternoon and I’m just arriving at Joshua’s and Adrian’s office.
I have news, and I asked them to keep the afternoon free for me.
“Hey.” I smile as I walk into Joshua’s office.
Murph is on his laptop on the couch with papers scattered all around him, and Joshua is standing by the window with a golf putter, putting a golf ball into a little fake hole thing.
“Working hard, I see,” I mutter to Joshua.
I slap Murph’s hand in greeting.
“Fuck off, this is how I think,” Joshua replies, distracted. He slowly hits the golf ball and it misses the hole by a mile.
“You are the worst golfer I’ve ever seen,” I tell him.
“I know, right?” Murph rolls his eyes.
“I’d like to see you do better,” Joshua replies.
“I would, but I’m too busy working,” Adrian says, deadpan.
“You ready to go?” I ask.
“Yeah.” Joshua frowns. “What are we doing again?”
I inhale deeply as I brace myself to say this out loud. “We’re buying Ashley an engagement ring.”
Adrian’s eyes widen in excitement. “Oh, my God!” he shrieks as he jumps from the couch. Joshua breaks into a broad smile and slaps me hard on the back before he shakes my hand. “Congratulations, mate.” He laughs.
“Well, that’s premature.” Adrian smiles as he pulls me into an embrace. “She didn’t say yes yet.”
My eyes widen as nerves dance around in my stomach. “She will say yes, won’t she?” I frown in horror. The thought that she might say no hadn’t even crossed my mind.
“I wouldn’t if I were her,” Joshua jokes as he grabs his wallet and keys. “Imagine being fucking stuck with you for life.”
“You two are,” I reply as I fix my hair in my reflection in the window.
He rolls my eyes. “I know. You annoy us daily.”
Adrian laughs and puts his hands up to his face. “Oh my God, what ring are we getting?”
I shrug.
“Well, what shape does she like?”
I shrug again. “I don’t know. There are shapes?”
“Well, what kind of diamond are we getting?” He frowns, agitated.