anatomies until we’re home. Which should – thank, Christ – be in about five minutes or less.”
She stuck her tongue out at him playfully. “Spoilsport. Fine, have it your way. In the meanwhile, why don’t you tell me about something that is on this so-called sexual bucket list of yours? Since getting it on in the back of a cab didn’t make the cut.”
He kneaded the back of her neck, a soothing but also arousing motion that he knew all too well how much she loved. “How do you feel about stretch limos?”
“Hmm.” Julia pretended to seriously consider his idea. “I assume this limo has a privacy panel?”
“Of course. Soundproofing and tinted windows as well.” His fingers slid into her scalp, and she almost purred at the sensual little massage. “I’d slip the driver an extra hundred bucks or so to just take us for a nice long ride somewhere. Meanwhile, you’d be taking me for a good, hard ride of your own.” He leaned over to lick the side of her neck before whispering in a low, suggestive tone, “We could have ourselves a real good time, baby.”
“Umm.” Her head fell back against the seat as he continued to trail a series of hot, open-mouthed kisses along her neck. “I’d – ah – give that item some serious consideration. In fact, it sounds really, really hot. What are we doing next weekend?”
Nathan chuckled. “You bad girl. Frankly, I was sort of joking about the idea, but based on your reaction maybe I’ll add it to my list after all.”
Despite their previous resolve to behave until they got home, it seemed their lust-addled brains had other ideas entirely because within seconds they were back at it hot and heavy, kissing and touching and moaning, going at each other like a couple of animals in heat. This time it was the cab driver’s very loud and pointed “harrumph” that finally alerted them to the fact that they were home, and being observed with a knowing smirk.
Completely humiliated, Julia ducked her head and almost fell out of the cab in her eagerness to escape, bracing herself against the side of the vehicle when her sky-high heels caused her to totter precariously. She refused, absolutely refused , to even glance in the direction of the driver but she could certainly hear him chuckling as Nathan paid the fare.
As soon as Nathan appeared by her side, she clutched his arm and hid her face against his suit jacket, mumbling in a low voice, “God, just get us upstairs! Now! Before I die of embarrassment right here on the sidewalk.”
His chest was rumbling with laughter as he wrapped his arms about her, shielding her from the cab driver who was lingering a bit too long on the sidewalk, no doubt hoping the two lovebirds would resume their amorous activities. Nathan was wise enough not to share with Julia the rather ribald comment the driver had just made, figuring she’d been shamed enough this evening.
And he was doubly glad he’d chosen to keep his mouth shut, because as soon as he locked the door behind them, Julia was flinging herself into his arms and pulling his mouth down to meet her very eager – and very dirty – kiss. Growling, he shoved her up against the closest wall, not bothering to turn on a light, and nestled his cock – which felt like it was going to explode any second – up against the cleft of her thighs. She whimpered beneath the bruising pressure of his lips and tongue as they ravaged her mouth, and ground her pelvis against his erection as he continued to dry hump her.
“Nathan,” she groaned, her voice low and breathy. “Oh, God, I’m so close already – so -”
Before she could finish her rather incoherent sentence, he had already sunk to his knees and was pulling the short hem of her dress up until it was bunched around her hips, murmuring to her teasingly, “Ladies first, baby.” And then he could only stare in jaw-dropping awe at what she was wearing beneath her dress.
“Jesus, you are so fucking hot,” he hissed, his hands
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