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She reaches for a piece of her hair, her fingers coming away black from touching the ends. “Oops.”
“What’s a night without a little motor oil?”
“After all your efforts to keep me clean.” Her eyes dance as she steps closer. “It didn’t affect you that you had to hold my hair up?”
Those are the wrong words.
“It affected the hell out of me.”
Our breath mingles. I’m scared of how right it feels. As if everything else has been wrong.
“Thanks for supporting me back there. It meant a lot that you told that guy to fuck off.”
“I’m a big fan of your work.”
“My work?” she echoes. She’s a goddess in that dress, a siren sent to make me lose my mind.
“I also love the way your ear curves right here.” My finger brushes her skin, and she lets out a little hum of pleasure. “The way you stare me down when I say something I shouldn’t.” Her lips part as she looks up at me through thick lashes. “The way…”
I trail off, surprised, as she drops to her knees.
“Keep talking.” Her hands go to my belt and trousers.
It feels like I’ve been hard the entire night but even if I wasn’t, the sight of her determined face, her curtain of hair shining in the moon through the window, her kneeling in front of me, would have done it.
My head swims as she pulls me out.
“If this is a thank-you for the track lesson,” I murmur, “should’ve taken you there a long time ago.”
“More like I had so much fun driving I figured I’d do it again.”
Her tongue darts out to lick the underside of my cock.
The moment she wraps her mouth around me, my vision narrows. It feels like the world has slowed down. For a speed junkie, it’s oddly hypnotic.
My fingers fist in her hair. I’m trying not to lose it. “Townie…”
“You’re a good teacher.” Her lips vibrate against the head of my cock, and pleasure shoots down my spine. “But I think I can handle it from here.”
I’m tormented by the sight of her. The exquisite feel of her mouth. She slides down my cock, and I groan.
Holy fuck.
I’ve pictured this so many times. The fantasies never did it justice.
“I suppose I could take some basic feedback. Faster. Slower. That sort of thing.”
I swallow hard as she licks along the underside of my dick. Her tongue feels like fire.
“And of course, approval is always welcome.”
“Got it.” My molars grind together.
Shay’s beautiful. I’ll admit what I couldn’t early on because my attraction to her felt like the first warning I was approaching a cliff I wasn’t prepared for. But seeing her tonight, and like this, it’s overloading my circuits.
“How am I doing?” Her eyes flick to mine, and there’s arousal there, but eagerness, too.
I take her chin in my hand, my thumb brushing her lower lip.
