I moaned into his shoulder. It was everything I'd wanted and then some. I tried to be quiet, and from what I could tell, so did he, even as he claimed me right there, in the darkened parking lot. I wrapped my legs around his hips, wanting to be closer in every possible way. As he moved, he kissed me, hard and hungry, like he, too, couldn’t get enough.
And then, almost before I knew it, I was convulsing against him, wrapping my arms tighter, my legs tighter, and even my insides tighter, wanting to hold onto him, to hold onto this moment, for as long as humanly possible. And then, he was shuddering against me, driving into me harder and faster, until with a final shudder, he buried his face in my hair and whispered, "God, I missed you."
I smiled against his shoulder. "I missed you, too."
After a long, intense moment, he pulled back just far enough to give me one final kiss, this one more tender than the ones before. When the kiss ended, he rested his forehead against mine and whispered a curse so low, I could hardly hear it.
I almost wanted to giggle. Smiling, I pulled back to tease, "That'soneway to put it."
He was still holding me, like I weighed nearly nothing. I leaned my head on his shoulder for a long blissful moment before pulling back and unwrapping my legs from his waist. Gently, he set me back down and leaned over me just enough to whisper in my ear, "You're my drug. You know that?"
Feeling flirtatious now, I said, "Is that a bad thing?"
He gave a rueful laugh. "Probably." He pulled back and looked at my coat. He frowned. "I ruined it."
I looked down. He was right. The buttons hadn't just popped off. They'd popped off and taken some of the fabric with them – or maybe he'd torn it. I didn't know, and I couldn’t bring myself to care.
Maybe I should've. It was, after all, the only long coat I had. But suddenly, winter wasn't looming endless and cold. Who needed a coat when I had Joel, the guy who warmed my heart and soul like nobody else?
Together, we managed to reassemble ourselves into something that wasn't quite so X-rated. My panties were soaked, so slid them off and wadded them into a tight ball that laughingly, I tucked into the pocket of my now-ruined coat.
As for Joel, he finished zipping his jeans and fastening the button. And then, he moved forward and gathered me in his arms. We stood like that, pressed against my car, for a long, quiet moment. I wasn't sure where we went from here, but I knew that things were a million times better than they had been this time yesterday.
I pulled back to gaze up at him through the darkness. "See? Aren't you glad you didn't say no?"
He gave me the ghost of a smile. "Ididsay no."
"Yeah, but you didn't mean it."
"The hell I didn't." He gave our surroundings a long look. "Shit, if something had happened…"
I smiled up at him. "But it didn't."
I waited for him to smile back. But he didn't. Instead, he flicked his head toward the other parking lot and said, "You wanna talk? We can sit in my car."
Ididwant to talk. But from the look in his eyes, I wasn't quite sure that he and I wanted to discuss the same thing. As for me, I wanted to discuss patching things up. But whathewanted, I suddenly wasn't so sure.
And yet, I nodded anyway, because after all, how bad could it be?
Unfortunately, it didn't take long for me to find out.
