I situate myself in the seat. “I hope I didn’t turn you into an adrenaline junkie. Hugs, not drugs.”
“Doubt you’re complaining.” Sophie surprises me as she climbs over the center console and places her knees on either side of me. Her body presses right against my dick.
“What are you doing?” I swallow.
“Less talking, more kissing.” Her lips press against mine.
I wrap my arms around her and tug her close, her body molding into mine. Our tongues fuse while we nip and play. The kiss is primal like we both can’t satisfy this hunger between us no matter how hard we try.
Kissing Sophie became one of my favorite things, right up there with having sex with her, making her come with my tongue, and getting blowjobs from her. Basically anything with her because I like everything we do together, including our friendship outside of the bedroom.
Her lips travel to my neck, sucking and pulling at the sensitive skin.
“Fuck.” My teeth grind together to hold back a moan.
My hands roam over her body, grabbing her plump ass and giving it a squeeze. Her tongue darts out to taste my skin before her teeth graze the hollow of my neck.
“You bit me? I’ve turned you into a little devil.”
She breaks away and looks at me with heavy eyes and a lazy smile. I love that look on her, especially when I’m the reason for it in the first place.
Fuck. Love? Really, Liam?
“Didn’t you hear? To play with devils, you need to become one.” Her lips crash against mine, our teasing nature gone as our tongues stroke one another. Teeth clash and lips swell. It’s a whole fucking erotic display, with heavy breathing and groping.
Her fingers undo the button of my pants. “I need you. Now.”
“Right now?” The words leave my lips in a wheeze.I haven’t had sex in a car since I was a teen, let alone in a fucking Wrangler where anyone can pass by. I pull away from her and assess the situation, which I probably should’ve done the moment Sophie planted herself on my lap like a goddamn present. An empty lot greets me like a blessing sent from above.
“Fuck it.” My fingers become greedy fuckers, tugging at her jean shorts and underwear, sliding them down her smooth legs. She follows my lead and pulls down my shorts with my help.
“I act like a fucking teenager around you,” I grumble into her hair, breathing in her intoxicating smell.
She laughs, the hoarse sound sending a rush of pleasure straight to my dick. I line myself up, pre-cum dripping from my tip, edginess creeping up my spine at the idea of fucking Sophie in a car where anyone can see.
“Wait. Condom!” Her breathy voice echoes in my head.
“Shit!” Condom? Motherfucking condom! When in the ever-loving hell have I ever gotten so caught up in fucking someone I forgot a condom.
Holy fucking shit.I stare at my dick in disbelief, wrapping my head around the situation, as if staring at it will solve my distress.
Sophie ignores my panic, shifting away from me to grab her purse as she searches for the solution to our problem.
Rule number one of F1: do not fuck girls without condoms. Racers don’t need kids and baby mama drama. No one wants to end up like Noah’s dad with a model sinking her claws into him for a monthly check.
But this is Sophie. She wouldn’t do that to me, manipulating me for her gain. I’ve known her for almost a whole F1 season already. We’re friends. Sure, with benefits, but friends nonetheless. And if something were to ever happen, I’d never believe it was intentional on her end.
Right?
Of course, right. I’m a fucking idiot, questioning if she would do that.
“Found it! I should really, really clean out this purse. I think this one was from my university orientation or something but looks good.”
She runs her hand down my shaft, my dick pulsing at her caress. Her finger swipes away at the pearly drop at the tip before she sucks on the pad.
“Fuck me.” I barely function around her when she gets this way, acting like my hellion through and through.
“That’s the plan!” She laughs to herself.