He raised my fingers to his lips and kissed them before letting go. “Keep watch.”
I crossed my arms, checked the skies for spies, then watched him untwine the coat hanger. After making the hook at the end tighter, he moved to the driver’s door and wriggled the hook between the door and the frame. Within a minute or two there came a soft click.
Followed very closely by the rumble of an approaching car.
“Kade,” I warned, and glanced over my shoulder. “A cop car. Wouldn’t you know it.”
“The way our luck has been running, I’m not surprised.” He slipped the hanger under the car, then held out a hand, a roguish glint in his eyes. “Come here, wench.”
“Planning to hide in plain sight, are we?”
“We retreat now and they’ll think it suspicious.”
Especially if they happened to notice I wasn’t wearing a shirt. I leaned back against the door, and he pressed against me, his hands on either side of me, neatly corralling even as he hid my near nakedness.
I wrapped my arms loosely around his neck, felt the tension in his muscular shoulders. The hardness of his erection pressing against my groin. The wolf within stirred swiftly to life, and I just didn’t have the strength or desire to restrain her.
I kissed his chin, and slid my hand between us. “Is the car slowing?”
“Yes.” Amusement twitched his mouth. “You wouldn’t dare.”
Obviously, no one had ever told him it was a bad idea to dare a werewolf.
“How many cops?” I asked, sliding a hand down his back to grasp the back of his pants even as I undid his button and pulled down the zip.
“Two.” He bent, groaning into my shoulder as I freed him. “Dammit, woman, they’ll arrest us.”
“Not if they don’t see anything.” I guided him past the skirt, and into where it was warm and wet and ready. “Press closer.”
He did, his body almost crushing mine, making it hard to breathe, and even harder not to respond to his closeness, to the hard and ready feel of him. Especially when he slid deep inside. Horse-shifters really did take after their animal counterparts when it came to the shape and size of their cock, and having him fill me so completely was a truly amazing sensation. Pleasure rippled through me, sharpened by the awareness of danger, the prospect of being caught.
He groaned, his lips brushing my shoulder. “They’re almost on us.”
“Then you had better not start making any suspicious moves,” I said, even as I shifted onto my tippy-toes, sliding up and down his shaft a couple of times.
He was quivering, pulsing, with heat and desire. I raised my head, capturing his lips, kissing him as fiercely as I wanted to fuck him. This was no slow burn of desire. It was all about the heady high of risk-taking combined with combustible, unquenchable lust.
The cop car crawled past and kept on moving. I broke off the kiss.
“Now?” he asked, sweat glistening on his gloriously rich skin.
I didn’t answer, delaying the moment, heightening the sense of danger, as the cop car slowly disappeared around the corner.
“Now, Kade. Now .”
I’d barely spoken and he was there, ramming himself hard and deep. I groaned, and wrapped my legs around his hips, urging him deeper still, using the car to support my back as he thrust and thrust, until it felt as if the rigid heat of him was trying to spear right through my spine.
There was nothing gentle about this mating. The prospect of discovery meant it had to be fast and furious, and that’s exactly what I wanted, exactly what I needed. Pleasure spiraled quickly and my climax hit, the convulsions stealing my breath and tearing a strangled sound from my throat. He came a heartbeat later, his body slamming into mine, the force of it rocking the car behind us.
When the tremors eased, he leaned his sweaty forehead against mine, his breathing harsh, velvet eyes alive with amusement and surprise.
“Good God, that was fantastic.”
I grinned. “There’s something to be said
I crossed my arms, checked the skies for spies, then watched him untwine the coat hanger. After making the hook at the end tighter, he moved to the driver’s door and wriggled the hook between the door and the frame. Within a minute or two there came a soft click.
Followed very closely by the rumble of an approaching car.
“Kade,” I warned, and glanced over my shoulder. “A cop car. Wouldn’t you know it.”
“The way our luck has been running, I’m not surprised.” He slipped the hanger under the car, then held out a hand, a roguish glint in his eyes. “Come here, wench.”
“Planning to hide in plain sight, are we?”
“We retreat now and they’ll think it suspicious.”
Especially if they happened to notice I wasn’t wearing a shirt. I leaned back against the door, and he pressed against me, his hands on either side of me, neatly corralling even as he hid my near nakedness.
I wrapped my arms loosely around his neck, felt the tension in his muscular shoulders. The hardness of his erection pressing against my groin. The wolf within stirred swiftly to life, and I just didn’t have the strength or desire to restrain her.
I kissed his chin, and slid my hand between us. “Is the car slowing?”
“Yes.” Amusement twitched his mouth. “You wouldn’t dare.”
Obviously, no one had ever told him it was a bad idea to dare a werewolf.
“How many cops?” I asked, sliding a hand down his back to grasp the back of his pants even as I undid his button and pulled down the zip.
“Two.” He bent, groaning into my shoulder as I freed him. “Dammit, woman, they’ll arrest us.”
“Not if they don’t see anything.” I guided him past the skirt, and into where it was warm and wet and ready. “Press closer.”
He did, his body almost crushing mine, making it hard to breathe, and even harder not to respond to his closeness, to the hard and ready feel of him. Especially when he slid deep inside. Horse-shifters really did take after their animal counterparts when it came to the shape and size of their cock, and having him fill me so completely was a truly amazing sensation. Pleasure rippled through me, sharpened by the awareness of danger, the prospect of being caught.
He groaned, his lips brushing my shoulder. “They’re almost on us.”
“Then you had better not start making any suspicious moves,” I said, even as I shifted onto my tippy-toes, sliding up and down his shaft a couple of times.
He was quivering, pulsing, with heat and desire. I raised my head, capturing his lips, kissing him as fiercely as I wanted to fuck him. This was no slow burn of desire. It was all about the heady high of risk-taking combined with combustible, unquenchable lust.
The cop car crawled past and kept on moving. I broke off the kiss.
“Now?” he asked, sweat glistening on his gloriously rich skin.
I didn’t answer, delaying the moment, heightening the sense of danger, as the cop car slowly disappeared around the corner.
“Now, Kade. Now .”
I’d barely spoken and he was there, ramming himself hard and deep. I groaned, and wrapped my legs around his hips, urging him deeper still, using the car to support my back as he thrust and thrust, until it felt as if the rigid heat of him was trying to spear right through my spine.
There was nothing gentle about this mating. The prospect of discovery meant it had to be fast and furious, and that’s exactly what I wanted, exactly what I needed. Pleasure spiraled quickly and my climax hit, the convulsions stealing my breath and tearing a strangled sound from my throat. He came a heartbeat later, his body slamming into mine, the force of it rocking the car behind us.
When the tremors eased, he leaned his sweaty forehead against mine, his breathing harsh, velvet eyes alive with amusement and surprise.
“Good God, that was fantastic.”
I grinned. “There’s something to be said
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