place and finish this.”
“Let’s go,” she said, gasping. Already
desire throbbed through her body again. Then a thought occurred. “My key. Where
is it?” Her eyes scoured the ground and she saw it lying near the front tire.
She bent to retrieve it.
“Wow,” he said from behind her. “The view
from this angle is spectacular.”
His words delighted her, but still she
automatically tugged at the hem of her skirt, realizing she’d just flashed him.
Then she stopped herself. Too late for modesty now. Snatching the key up
victoriously, she turned and unlocked the door. Antonio skimmed around the
front bumper, opened the passenger door and hopped inside as Grace climbed into
the driver’s seat. Helpless to stop touching him, she reached for his thigh and
stretched up to kiss him. Anticipating her, his head turned and their mouths
met in a hungry mating.
When he pulled back, his breath panting,
he twined his fingers with hers and lifted her hand from his thigh. “Better
stop now or I won’t be able to wait ’til we get to my house.”
She was slick with his essence, but still
it was as if they hadn’t done a thing, as if she hadn’t climaxed. She wanted
more, again and again. After sticking the key in the ignition, she didn’t twist
it to fire the engine. “I don’t think I can wait,” Grace said, and then pressed
the seat lever and threw her seat back as far as it would go. He smiled with
comprehension and did the same. “Always wondered if sex in a Bug was possible,”
she said, scrambling onto his lap. He scooted as far over on the seat as he
could before hitting the gearshift. Still her left leg wouldn’t fit between his
hip and the door. Pulling the angle lever, Grace managed to get Antonio’s seat
to flatten, which allowed her to spread herself over him.
They fit their mouths together as she
ground against him. Then his hand delved between her legs. His questing fingers
found her folds and he inserted two fingers, forcing a gasp of breath to escape
her and disappear into the velvet depths of his mouth.
Returning the favor, she unzipped his
pants and thrust her hand inside to circle the head of his penis with her hand.
Then she ran her palm down his stiffness to grasp him before caressing upward
again.
“Oh lord,” he choked out. “You’re killing
me.”
Gently grasping his length, she worked her
hand up and down. Antonio arched under her ministrations and his face contorted
with gratification, his eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure of release overtook
him. He opened his eyes, smiled, and then reached up to caress her cheek.
“I—” he began.
A knock that sounded as if it came from
the hood, interrupted and startled both of them.
Although muffled, they heard Javier say,
“Hey, man.” Fortunately, the steamy windows hid them from his view.
Antonio cracked open the window. “What is
it?”
“I don’t want to interrupt…anything but…”
Javier’s normally arrogant tone had been replaced with an embarrassed one.
“Your coworker Carson is heading out of the bar. Thought you’d want to know.”
“Thanks,” Antonio said. Eyes locked,
laughter burst from Grace and Antonio.
“I guess we’d better go.” Grace brushed
his damp bangs off his forehead and then ran a caressing thumb over his lower
lip.
“But you didn’t come,” Antonio said, and
they adjusted his seat upright.
“I guess you’ll just have to take care of
that back at your place.”
His lips quirked. “Absolutely,” he agreed.
“In fact, I think it’s only right you get two for one. Interest, you know.”
“I love the way you negotiate.” She licked
his cheek and then hoisted herself into the driver’s seat. Hand on the lever,
she jerked the seat forward and started the VW. Antonio reached over, placed
his hand over hers on the gearshift and twined their fingers together. Their
eyes met and silently they stared at each other for a moment before she
directed her eyes to the road and pulled