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Cheri humming along. They both sang a little to the chorus and when the song changed to something Mexican, she sang in Spanish with him.
    By the time they stopped, he was achingly hard, needing to kiss her. “You want to watch the sun set?”
    “I’d love that.” She leaned close, lips brushing his cheek.
    It was so easy to turn and take her lips, kissing her long and slow.
    Sweet.
    He groaned, fingers carding through her thick hair, loving how her lips opened for him. She was so sweet, like apples with a touch of cinnamon. He wanted her. Now.
    Cheri scooted closer, her hard nipples pressing against him. She had the most amazing curves under those weirdly baggy clothes. Paulo had a feeling she never even realized how they revealed as much as they hid.
    He let his hand rest at her waist as one kiss melted into another, soft sounds beginning to vibrate between them. His other hand slid up her back so he could sink his fingers into her hair, letting the soft mass loose from the clip she’d bound it into.
    So lovely, so fine, pouring around them. He hadn’t known it was so long. The silky texture made him want to rub it all over his body.
    “ Que linda . So pretty.”
    “Thank you. You make me dizzy.”
    “Is that good?” He hoped it wasn’t a bad thing.
    “Yes. Yes, Paulo. So good.”
    “Oh.” Hooray. He kissed her again, pushing his tongue into her mouth. She opened like a flower for him and he growled happily, keeping his touch light, gentle. He loved her softness, her taste, the way her breasts crushed against his chest when he slid toward her, the gear shift digging into his leg.
    His fingers slid up, tracing her ribs, brushing the underside of her breast.
    Her soft gasp felt amazing against his lips, and he pushed up a little harder, feeling the soft flesh under the structure of her bra. She pressed down into his touch, careful. Hesitant.
    Paulo wanted her lost in his touch, not scared of it. He kept it gentle, easy, but he didn’t stop.
    He explored her lips, tongue tickling the corner of her mouth. When she started panting, her breath ragged and uneven, he moved, his lips sliding down her neck.
    Oh someone had a hot spot there. Right there where he’d leave his mark. Just licking at it made her shiver, her nails digging into his upper arms.
    “Mmm. Is that good, lady?”
    “Makes me shiver, Paulo.”
    “I like how it does.” He licked some more, his tongue scraping her delicate flesh.
    He was careful not to nip. That was for them together—him and Josh, tasting her, licking her, marking her. His cock ached, balls tight at the thought. Josh would go for the upper swell of her breast, he would bet. Then they could share the sweet, hard nipples, listen to her moan.
    Paulo tried to breathe, the image making him so hard he broke out in a cold sweat, the effort it took not to come huge.
    “Paulo…” The sound of his name in her voice was so good.
    “Right here, querida .” He wanted to strip her naked, lay her out and love on her. He wanted to know what she tasted like in her most intimate places.
    “Right here.” She pressed closer, hand sliding along his arm.
    Kissing her again seemed like the easiest thing in the world, and he kept touching her, his thumbs rubbing over her nipples. Her bra was lacy; he could feel the fabric sliding between them.
    “Want to see,” he murmured, pushing at her top. He wouldn’t force it, but he hoped she’d help.
    “I… No one will see us, right? This is private out here?”
    “Don’t worry, querida .” Hell, anyone in a half-mile radius could probably smell them. They’d stay away or Paulo would bite them, and not in a good way.
    “I trust you.” She stripped her too-big top off, baring lush curves framed in white lace.
    Oh dios . Yes. Sweet lady. He stared long enough that she started to move to cover herself, and he took her hands. “No, querida . I was just looking. You’re so pretty.”
    He met her eyes, smiled as her cheeks pinked, and he could