Page 116 of Let Me Be the One


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“Let’s get out of here,” I say.

She nods, takes my hand, and we walk briskly to where my bike is parked in the large carpark at the back. My good intentions to get on the bike and drive us home fly out the window when we stop and she starts kissing me again. I sit her on my bike, pushing her skirt up so I can stand between her sexy-arse legs as our tongues duel.

She rocks against me as her hands attack me, feeling me everywhere. Her desperation mirrors my own. I’m not sure I can wait to have her.

I push her skirt further up her thighs and break our kiss so I can look at what underwear she’s wearing. The sight of her G-string clinging to the dampness of her crotch makes me groan. I’m practically salivating, thinking I can smell her from here, she’s so turned on. My hands slide up her thighs and then I push the damn material to the side and slick my fingers through the wetness there. She whimpers when I touch her.

“Yes, Ben.”

In bed, I have pleasing this woman down to an art. Outside the bedroom, it’s going to take a little more effort. Or so I thought. A few simple touches and she comes. Her hands reach for me, bringing me down to kiss her. I’m burning up. I want to be with her so badly. As if she knows what I’m thinking, she starts reaching for my buckle. Only I stopped carrying condoms in my wallet when Lainey and I started dating. In hindsight, that was a pretty stupid move considering the desire to take her strikes me twenty-four seven.

“I don’t have a rubber, Lainey.”

Clearly not concerned about my pain, she strokes me through my pants while looking up at me.

She looks up at me. “Do we need one? I’m protected and I’m clean. Are you?”

“Yeah.”

I had a test a week back because I wanted to bring up the idea of bareback with her. Something I only ever did with Amber.

“Then keep going,” she tells me.

I’m way ahead of her, my zip is undone, and I’m already moving the material of her thong to the side so I can position myself where I need to be. My balls tighten and draw up the moment I feel us skin to skin. She tilts her hips up and I push forward, careful to make sure she’s balancing as I sink into all that heat.

“Oh, God, Ben, yes.”

The feeling of her squeezing my cock as I circle my hips and thrust forward is the best feeling in the world. Her mouth finds mine as she clings to me. I put one hand behind her arse so I can get a better angle.

I’ve never fucked someone on my bike before. It’s hot. She’s hot.

She’s so breathy, so perfect around me. She smells so sweet, and she’s all mine. With the same hand holding her underwear to the side, I stroke her clit again, feeling her come undone and enjoying every second of it. It’s fast and frantic and when she wraps her legs around my hips and pulls me in, I let go, coming hard and fast.

I love this woman. She doesn’t just have part of me. She has all of me.

“I love you,” I tell her.

“I love you, too. Enough to do that in the middle of a carpark.”

I’d forgotten where we were a long time ago. Somebody—anybody—could have walked out here and caught us. Worse still, I can’t hold her, or collapse on top of her out here, like I want to.

“I know. That was crazy-stupid.”

She shakes her head. “It was crazy-hot.”

“That, too.”

“Ben,” she starts as we arrange our clothes. “Did it bother you to hear me talking about Dad with Lucas?”

“A bit, yeah,” I admit. “I haven’t met him, and Lucas knows him well.”

“He knows I’m dating you, and I want to introduce you to him. I just wasn’t sure if you were ready.”

“I’m ready.”

It surprises me how pleased she looks. “You’re not worried he’s not going to like me?”

“Not at all. It doesn’t matter if he likes you, because I love you.” She puts her hand on my face. “You’re my best friend. You make me happy. Our life is good.”

“It is.”

It might take me a little while to trust that, but I’m working on it.

“Let’s go home,” she says, before pulling me to her and kissing me again.

I get on my bike knowing that our night is far from over.

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