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I cringe in my palms again. Connor lowers my hands by the wrists and kisses me, easily silencing my groan. I cup his face, his cheeks rough with stubble. His arms curl around my back, hands climbing my spine and resting on my shoulder blades, holding me against him as we deepen our kiss. I settle on his lap again, his bulge still prominent between my legs. As I breathe in, my body glides upward and I lower again, rolling our bodies together in blissful harmony.
Just Connor and Dana.
Breaking the kiss, I pull my shirt up over my head, exposing my bra. Connor says nothing as I drop it on the seat, his gaze falling to admire my body. My cheeks darken, heat rushing across my skin like fire. He rests his hands on my sides, thumbs caressing me as he leans forward and kisses my collarbone.
“So fucking hot,” he whispers.
With a laugh, I reach to claim his shirt, too. “Well, I’m not gonna be the only one…”
He lets me peel it off and I drop it onto the seat with mine. I let my eyes take him in, strong and thick with muscles to spare. Skin against skin, Connor sits up tall, our tongues entwined, our bodies flush together.
His slow kisses reach my neck, allowing me a moment to breathe. A smooth hand comes to my breasts, and he squeezes before running his hand up to my shoulder and pushing a bra strap down. The cup falls, exposing my nipple, and before I can even demur, Connor sucks it between his lips and another wave of heat dances throughout my core.
A move of his hips and I shudder, a wonderful ache deep inside wanting to take over. I follow his lead, mimicking his movements, climbing a steep hill of pleasures I’ve never felt before.
Pulling his face up to meet mine, I kiss him hard and deep. “Connor,” I whisper, weak and strained. “I’m ready.”
So very ready.
I reach for his belt.
Connor grabs my wrist. “No.”
“No?” I repeat, pausing.
“Not here.”
“Why not?”
“Um… we’re in a car,” he teases.
I laugh. “Tinted windows! You said it yourself.”
“You don’t want your first time to be in a car,” he says, shifting his hands to entwine our fingers. “Sex is… a lot messier than you expect it to be. And, lesson three… Comfort is everything.”
I nod, taking his word for it as I slide off his lap onto the seat, my leg still splayed over his lap. He runs a hand along my thigh, an intimate, personal touch that feels as natural as breathing. “Was your first time in a car?” I ask him as I adjust my bra back into place.
“Yes.”
I don’t want to know. I don’t want to know. I don’t want?—
“Was it with Jacinda?” I ask, unable to help myself.
After a moment, he answers, “Yes.”
A twinge in my chest. I turn my head to look out the window, but I can’t see beyond the layer of fog left by our heat.
“Hey.”
Connor tilts my face back toward him, his fingers pinching my chin. I tremble beneath eyes of the deepest green.
“She’s history,” he says. “Ancient. Okay?”
I nod, keeping it casual. “Yeah. I know.”
“It’s just you and me here. If I wanted to be with her right now, I would be.”
“She had her chance, right?” I quip, an awkward joke to fill the silence.
