He went slow, but she whined against his lips.
“Don’t!”
Her heel dug into his ass desperately. Her nails raked at his shoulders. She bit down on his bottom lip. He thrust hard, giving in to the mad sensations that he couldn’t even begin to control. She whimpered out a cry of pain, but her hips jacked up, swiveling and grinding into his. He stilled completely, throbbing inside of her. She was so tight that he saw stars. Literally. And not because it was night time and he could see right out the window into the dark sky either.
“Ross…” she begged.
“I’m sorry,” he ground out. “I didn’t want to hurt you.”
“You didn’t,” she said throatily. “I- it did. Hurt. But it feels good. You’re so big. I like the way you fill me. I can feel you throbbing.”
Fuuuuuucccckkkk.
He was either going to have to give her an orgasm fast or admit defeat, because he was just done. Who in their right mind could hold up against that?
He began to move, slowly, creating a rhythm, letting the friction build. Alix moved with him. She rocked with him, responsive, a perfect fit. They rocked and groaned and moaned and whimpered. She clawed at him and clung to him. He thrust. Hard. Harder. He tried to hold back. He did, a little, but she was so freaking tight and she was grinding all over him. His sweat dripped onto her forehead from his and still she didn’t care. They ground together until they were hot and sticky, until the car windows- classic and cheesy enough- fogged up. He thrust until he felt the first ripples of her release, until she shattered and pulsed all around him. Until she screamed his name and her hips and shoulders jacked right off the bench seat, until she breathed his name like a prayer, over and over as she came down.
Then he left himself go. He thrust hard, going deeper, sending her into another tailspin. He’d never climaxed with another person before. As far as he was concerned, that shit was for movies and romance books that he did not read or watch. At least not that anyone knew of.
But of course, they’d come together. Of course, his coming would make her come again. Of course, he’d go for her mouth at the same time she went for his. Of course, they shuddered together and breathed together, breathed for each other, just of course. Of course, it was amazing. Of course, it was like nothing he’d ever experienced.
This was Alix.
And she was his and he was hers.
Since the dawn of freaking time.
Until the end of freaking time.
“Ross,” she panted in his ears, their limbs all twisted and twined together.
He pushed himself up onto his elbow and stared down into her flushed face. She looked wrecked, her skin ruddy, her eyes heavy, her hair a mess, her lips swollen, her skin red and chaffed all over her jaw. She looked well and truly pleasured and his cock swelled inside of her again. She moved her hips in response and her eyes darkened as her nostrils flared.
“We still have one more left. Do you want to- to do that again?”
“Are you serious?” He was already biting at her neck though, licking at her earlobe and the shell of her ear so that she gasped and arched into him.
“Absolutely,” she sighed. “But this time, I want to be on top.”
He didn’t tell her that he planned on having her every which way to Sunday until the end of time. He figured she already knew that. And that she approved.
All he did was grip her hips and swing her around and stare up at her with wonder, like she was the night sky and all the stars, the moon and the whole galaxy too. She was. At least for him.
“There’s a small chance that you might actually kill me,” he confessed between frantic kisses.
“Good.” Her hot breath fogged all over his chin. “I’ve been waiting a lifetime to. And after I do, we’ll live. We’ll live this crazy afterlife together. And it’s going to be really, really awesome.”
He threw back his head and right there, in the car, with her on top of him looking every bit like a goddess, he laughed. “Now that’s the deal we should have made,” he said when he could finally breathe again.
She grinned down at him with just a hint of evil, the same troublemaker smile she’d been giving him since she was a kid. He loved that smile. He loved all her smiles. “It’s never too late.”
Alix extended her pinkie finger. He lifted his hand off her waist and joined them together for the most solemn of promises. She was right. It wasn’t too late. It was never too late. It was exactly the right time and he wasn’t going to waste a second of it.