Joke’s on You by Lani Lynn Vale Page 0,39

ruin it.

“I grabbed one of those condoms out of your medicine cabinet,” she breathed, her hot breath fanning over my throat. “It’s in my purse.”

I didn’t bother to tell her that they were old.

I was too far gone.

I moved her farther into the dark shadows, hitching her up higher so that I could get my cock out of my pants.

“We’re setting a really bad example,” she whispered. “What if the neighbors see?”

I chuckled then as I rolled the condom she’d produced from her purse down the length of my shaft. “Then they’ll get a really hot show.”

Likely they wouldn’t see a damn thing.

Likely no one could even see past the shadows, and if they could, all they’d see was my back.

Because Dillan had worn a dress, and all I’d had to do at that point was slide her panties to the side, line my cock up with her entrance, and push inside.

Her dress concealed everything from view. And anything that wasn’t shielded by her dress was shielded by my body.

And my cock was inside of her, so there was no chance of them seeing that.

I groaned the moment that I slid inside of her, loving the feel of her hot, wet pussy swallowing me in one swift move.

“Fuuuuuck,” I groaned into her hair. “You feel so good.”

And she did.

There were things that I’d had in my life that could never compare to anything else in the world.

My grandmother’s guacamole. My mother rubbing my hair when I was sick. Asa’s laughter.

All of those things were something that someone else could never reproduce in me.

And now, with my cock filling Dillan, I realized that she was one of those things that I could never find in another woman.

She was my one-off.

The one girl that would always be it for me, no matter what happened in the future.

“Move,” she pleaded. “Please, God. Move.”

“I’m not God,” I growled as I pumped my hips, fucking into her in slow, strong strokes. “I’m just me, baby.”

She buried her hand in the little hair that I had on top of my head and yanked my head down to hers.

I kissed her hard and swift, loving the way that she tasted.

“You feel like mine,” I told her.

“You feel like mine, too,” she breathed.

The sensation changed, became more intense.

And my eyes crossed.

God.

If I’d thought she felt hot before? Now she felt like everything.

The hotness factor went up tenfold as her pussy started to ripple around my cock.

And God, was she so slick and hot.

Before I could so much as pull out, she was coming, and I had no choice but to follow right along.

Even though I knew that the sensations were feeling wayyyy too good.

The condom had broken.

Again.

I cursed and pulled out, hoping that I could come on her pussy and not inside of her.

But she cried out and took her hand to herself, working out the last dregs of her orgasm.

I could feel her run her fingers through her slickness, then shove her fingers past my cock and into her gaping pussy. Giving herself the sensation that she needed to wring her orgasm out to the fullest.

Which only caused me to come more.

I’d come on her hand, and she’d use the lubrication to shove her fingers back inside of herself until she’d gotten every last drop out of it that she could—out of both me and her orgasm.

When she was finished, she laid her head back against the truck and looked at me.

“The condom broke again,” she whispered, finally understanding.

I laughed and moved forward so that my mouth was over hers. Then pulled back far enough to say, “Yeah. I need to make a store run. Or you need to get on birth control.”

The idea of having something between us sounded like hell.

But I’d endure it if that meant that I got to have her again.

Her being on birth control sounded a hell of a lot better, though.

“Yeah,” she whispered, bringing her hand to her mouth. Then she sucked one finger into it and sucked it clean.

I growled as I felt my cock twitch against her.

It took everything I had not to slip it right back inside.

Sadly, it wasn’t meant to be.

The floodlight came on again, then Delanie was at the door.

“Hey, your alarm company is calling! They said that there was another glass break sensor that went off!” Delanie called out.

Dillan cursed.

“I’ll go check it out,” I said. “What’s the code to turn the alarm off? And do you have an extra key?”

She nodded her head as