“You don’t mind?”
“Not at all. And waiting for a cab out here might make you late.”
“If you don’t mind, I would appreciate it.”
Lou got her purse and met Brody at the Jeep. He rolled up the plastic roof to open the interior to the night sky and the breeze. “You don’t mind some wind, do you?”
“No. I love it,” Lou replied.
Brody threw his bag in the back of the Jeep and slid into the driver’s seat. Lou got in the passenger’s side and turned on the radio. Brody backed out, gravel flying behind them as they hit the main road. They traveled a few miles in silence and then Lou felt the Jeep begin to slow. She looked around absently, not quite sure where they were.
Brody pulled down a long and winding driveway to the back of an old barn and stopped the car. He turned the key backward so that the radio stayed on. He leaned his seat all the way back and gazed up at the stars.
“We don’t have stars like this at home,” he said blandly.
“You wanted to stop and look at the stars? What is this place?”
“This, my lady friend, just happens to be where I used to go parking with the girls when I was in high school. I was quite a catch. A whole lot of necking went on behind this barn.”
Lou laughed. “I bet you had some smooth moves back then.”
“Back then? You make me sound like I’m ancient.” He chuckled. “I still have some smooth moves, thank you.”
Brody sat up and leaned across Lou. He pulled the lever that caused her seat to recline and she was suddenly on her back, looking up at the stars.
“Was that one of them?” she laughed.
He leaned over her and scratched his chin thoughtfully. “Now that I think about it, I believe it was. But I always got farther with a different one.”
“Which one was that?” Lou asked breathlessly.
“That would be this one.” Brody sat back in his seat and looked up at the stars again. Lou sat up in her own seat and looked at him speculatively.
“I don’t get it,” she said blandly. Then Brody grabbed her arm and flipped her over, effortlessly, so she was lying on top of him, face to face. He kissed her temple. “Put your head on my shoulder. And just breathe with me for a minute, will you?”
Lou did as he suggested, taking a deep breath. It felt good. “This is how you got the girls to go parking with you?”
“Nope. I’ve never done this with anyone else. I just wanted to feel you stretched out on top of me. I think I like it.” He touched his lips gently to hers. She kissed him back. He deepened the kiss, his mouth slanted against hers, their tongues warring. Lou broke the kiss.
“You’re going to miss your flight.” She tried to sit up. He pulled her back down.
“Nope. I called before we left. My flight has been delayed by one hour.” Then he whispered. “So I have one hour to make love to you. If you want me to.”
Did she want him to? Lou nodded against his chest. “Would it be terrible if I said I do want you to?” she asked softly.
“Not for me,” Brody said, unbuttoning his shirt. “It would be like heaven.” He opened his shirt and laid her against his chest. She brushed her fingers in his chest hair and absently stroked his nipple.
“Not fair. You have too many clothes on,” he complained.
Impulsively, Lou sat up in his lap, her thighs straddling his and pulled her shirt over her head. Her actions left her in a slinky pink bra through which he could probably see her nipples plainly. But she didn’t care. God, what was she becoming? Brody cupped a breast in each hand and toyed with her nipples. She threw her head back and drew in a ragged breath as Brody reached between her breasts and unhooked her bra. He pulled it off her shoulders and laid it on the seat beside them. Sitting up slightly, he captured one nipple in his mouth, lathing it with his tongue, and biting gently with his teeth. Lou’s heartbeat sped up and sweat broke out on her brow. Brody reached for the button on her shorts and unfastened them. Then he unzipped the zipper. The noise was amplified in the quiet.
Lou stiffened.
“It’s okay,” he soothed, now paying attention to her other breast. “It’s just that damned zipper.”
Lou reached down between her thighs and grabbed his belt buckle. She maneuvered the leather out of the buckle and unbuttoned his pants. He stilled her hands and patted her leg. “I’ll finish this. You figure out a way to get these off.” He tapped his fingers on her leg.
Lou scooted away from him and instantly felt the cool night air surround her. She lifted her bottom and slid her shorts and panties off, kicking her shoes off as she did so. When she looked back over at him, he had pushed his pants down to his ankles and his manhood was displayed proudly. She flushed.