double-teaming her, one in her pussy, one in her mouth. High-fiving over her naked body.
The thought made her laugh suddenly, and he lifted his head, both amusement and confusion written on his face. “What’s so funny?” he said, breath short.
“Nothing, nothing.” She waved her hand, and then moved it back to his head to press him down again. “Go back to…what you were doing.”
He looked skeptical, but he kissed down her breast again. She tried to hold it back, but another giggle rose up from her throat.
His soft brown eyes met hers and he let out a light chuckle. “Alright,” he said, hanging over her. “You gotta let me in on the joke.”
“Remember,” she giggled, “that time when we broke into Kramer’s farm and set his chickens free?”
He grinned, nodded. “I broke an egg over your head.”
She laughed at that and he kissed her. He sucked her bottom lip between his teeth and she gasped, delighted. His kisses moved down…down her throat…her breasts…
And she broke into another fit of giggles.
He pulled back, looking half-exasperated, half-endeared. “What now?”
“Oh…you just…remember the time we caught Maggie and her boyfriend in the lake and stole their clothes?” Cami’s eyebrows knitted and her mouth pursed in a pout. “She was such a bitch, but that was kind of a dick move on our part.”
“We were dumb kids,” Jayce said. He pressed a small, sweet kiss to her mouth and then peeled back. “You know we don’t have to do this.”
“But I want this,” she said. Cami moved her hands under his shirt to feel his skin underneath, hot to the touch. God he was fit. She could trace the outline of the muscles in his abdomen. She felt him shudder lightly under her fingertips.
“This was a bad idea,” he said, gently. “You’re drunk.”
“And wet,” she protested, taking his hand and guiding it between her legs. “Feel.”
She felt his fingers ease under her panties and let out a small moan as his fingers began to explore, sliding between her slit. His touch felt slow, deliberate, and she could hear how wet she was.
“You are wet,” he breathed.
She sucked in her lips and nodded, innocent-eyed. “Mmhm.”
“Guess you want me to do something about that, huh?”
She nodded again, vehemently.
She could see he was torn between lust and an old need to protect her. A decision crossed over his eyes and he leaned in, kissed her sweetly, and then in the space between their lips he murmured, thickly, “Let’s see what we can do.”
His head dipped below and out of sight. Cami felt his hands slip up her thighs, under her dress, and he pulled her panties down, slowly…
They came off her legs and he tossed them into the dark of his car. She felt him settle down between her thighs, and then—
Cami gasped, her breath catching in her throat. She lay flat in the backseat, her head propped uncomfortably on the edge of the door, but all that melted away when she felt warm, wet run over her inner folds. She felt his hot breath when he exhaled and craved more, aching to be closer. He complied effortlessly and pinned her legs apart, pressing his tongue deeper inside her. She squirmed and mewled under his lips as his tongue worked wonders between her legs, licking, sucking, flicking. Like he knew exactly where to lick, exactly how hard. Everything felt sensitive, on fire, and she felt the pressure inside her building.
She unraveled completely, however, when he twisted a finger inside of her. She yelped and twisted under his touch like a piston, or tried to, at least. Jayce’s strong grip kept her in place and she felt a gruff groan vibrate from his lips through her, making her shiver. She submitted to his touch; the mix of his fingers and his tongue drove her into a new frenzy. Cami felt not at all in her body; her muscles tensed, her head was spinning, her insides quivered…
She tilted her head back in a lengthy moan—
Through the heat-stained windows, Cami saw stars.