Page 90 of The Lies We Tell

And when her pussy contracted around him, he drove deep and emptied himself inside her.

Wrapping his arms around her waist, Matteo pressed his forehead against her shoulder. “Check the backseat of a car off the list.”

She laughed softly, giving his arm a playful slap. “You’re keeping a list?”

Pulling out, he adjusted her panties back into place and shifted her onto the seat beside him before tucking himself back into his pants. “Absolutely. I’ll show it to you when we get home. Maybe you can add some suggestions.”

Chuckling and shaking her head, Tessa righted her dress and ran a hand through her hair to smooth any tangles. Once she was situated, Matteo leaned across her and knocked on the window. The driver slid behind the wheel as if nothing had happened and pulled back onto the road.

“You know,” she said, leaning against Matteo’s side when he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “I have always wanted to have sex in a pool.”

“Have you?” He grinned down at her, a challenging glint in his eye.

Tessa shrugged. “I saw it in a movie once.”

“That actually was not on my list. But as soon as the weather is warm enough and the pool is opened, we’re checking that one off.”

“What about the rest of them?”

“We’ve got a lifetime to get to all your firsts, piccola.” He pressed a lingering kiss to her lips. “And I plan to savor every one.”