I lift up and sink onto him. I’m so wet and ready that I slide all the way down until he’s deep inside me.
His eyes flutter closed as he moans. “Fuck. Gentry.”
I lift up, needing to move on him. I’ve never had a man inside me without a condom, and it feels meaningful that I’m letting Levi do this now. It feels like a huge step toward serious feelings.
“Gentry?” Levi asks, his voice tight and breathy. “You still with me?”
I look into his eyes, dark with desire and so intensely focused on me. For this moment he’s with me, and I’m sure as hell going to be with him. “I’m here.”
He grips my hips and tilts them, urging me to move. The angle puts friction against my clit and angles him inside me so that I feel even fuller than I did before.
He stares into my eyes, his body tense, as I begin to move. He lifts his hips just enough to meet me, but it’s a tight space, and I know this isn’t going to be enough. I need to find out what this man can do with time and space and soundproof walls.
“Fuck, Gentry,” he says. “You’re so fucking perfect. Ride me. Use me. Take what you need. I’ve got you.”
Those last words hit me right in the heart. He’s got me. His grip is so tight I’m probably going to have bruises, and it makes me feel protected and wanted and sexy. I can’t even remember the last time I felt sexy.
I’m on the edge of an orgasm faster than I can get there even on my own. I kiss him as I tip over the edge, wanting to be closer to him, wanting him to feel what I feel.
He groans into my mouth, his thrusts stuttering as he reaches his own climax. I watch the pleasure suffuse his face and clench on him as aftershocks thunder through me.
He drops his head onto my shoulder and sighs out. “Damn,” he says. “That was…”
“Amazing,” I finish for him.
“So far beyond even my favorite fantasy.”
He strokes my hair as I rest against him. “Have you had a lot of fantasies about me?” I ask.
“So many,” he says. “More than is probably healthy.”
“I don’t see the problem. I wish we had more time so you could tell me all about them.”
He groans into my shoulder. “We should probably get back. It isn’t fair to ask Josephine to babysit all night.”
He’s still inside me, but slipping out, and the situation down there is very sticky. “Any chance there are tissues somewhere in here?”
“I have no idea,” he says. “Maybe in the center console?”
I twist on his lap, not wanting to move and drip all over Brodie’s fancy car. I manage to lift the console lid, but I can’t seevery far inside its dark depths, even with the streetlights. I try to reach inside to feel around for something, but I can’t manage it and stay on Levi’s lap.
“I can’t tell,” I say.
“It’s okay. We can use one of my socks. I took a shower before I met up with you, and they’ve only been on my feet for about an hour or so.”
It doesn’t sound like the most sanitary thing, but we don’t have a ton of options. “Okay.”
He leans over, still holding onto me, digging around in our pile of clothes. “I need more light.” He straightens and reaches for the door.
“What are you doing?” I screech.
“I’m just opening the door enough for the interior lights to pop on. No one will see anything.”
“Right. Okay.”
He pulls the door handle, and the car alarm blares. It’s so loud there is no way the entire world isn’t waking up right now.
Levi pulls the door shut, but the alarm continues. “Shit. We need to find the keys.”
