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Part II
Comets and Incarceration
This is Happening
When we collide,air rushes out of Jake’s nose, followed by a startled grunt against my lips, but once my good hand slides up his neck and cups him under his ear, tugs him down for a deeper kiss, he allows himself to relax into it. He knows this time I’m committed to seeing the make-out session through.
Because I know he’ll continue to play this careful so he doesn’t spook me away again, I take the reins…or take him by the belt loop, rather, and pull him with me toward his car, our lips still fused. I want to get back to the house.
We bump into the car harder than intended, his body pinning mine, and I decide then to forget the house. Hoist myself onto the hood of the car with his help.
I can’t wait that long.
He slides off his shades and flings them somewhere. Tips his hat back and swoops in for another kiss.
It coaxes me further into the fray. Allows me to lose myself in him again. Something I’ve missed for far too long.
My hand fumbles with his belt buckle while the other tries to keep me propped up, but I wince against the pain as it shoots up my forearm.
He picks up on it the moment it happens and helps me carefully lie back against the hood, his strong hand cupping my neck as he guides me, his blue flame eyes drinking me in from this angle. And briefly, his hand runs over the fabric of my tank top, between my breasts and stops at my stomach. Splays out there.
He takes a moment to let reality sink in—this is happening.
I hook my leg around his upper thigh and pull him flush, his erection pressing into me. My lips quirk.
Fuck me.I need him to fuck me. Probably more than I’ve ever needed someone to fuck me my entire life.
I need release.
I need him.
He smiles his response. First, he undoes my jeans and tugs on them, but I have to arch my back so he can pull them past my backside. He then pulls my booties off, peels the jeans all the way down and allows them to fall into the dust.
As he drinks me in again, laying against his hood in nothing but a tank and a pair of panties, his hand runs along my inner thigh, his thumb sweeping beneath the elastic and grazing the folds of my sex.
The wetness there causes him to exhale sharply, his dick hardening beneath his jeans, as I squirm at his touch and bite my lip.
He meets my eyes again.
“You’re so beautiful,” he says reverently, and leans down to brush my lips with another kiss. “I’ve missed you.”
I’ve missed him too, but I can’t get the words out for some reason. I just pull against his neck for another kiss before he straightens.
And then it occurs to me…
“You have a condom?” I breathe. We didn’t use one the first time, but I have no problem with asking him now.
His hands fumble with his wallet, pulling one out, and then his belt and zipper. I do a quick scan around us to make sure we’re alone. I guess we should have made sure the stable boy was for sure gone before we started having sex on Jake’s car, though part of me doesn’t care.
I just want him inside me already.
“You good?” he asks, his voice husky and weighted as he tears the tiny package and slips it on. He senses my momentary distraction.
“Yeah.” More than good.
He doesn’t pry further and allows his jeans to fall around his ankles. Slides my panties off.
His thumb returns to the opening of my sex and gently enters.
