Page 98 of Needed You

His dick springs out and falls against his abs, thick and hard and looking positively delicious. I whimper at the sight, taking it in my hand and stroking it a few times. Lev hisses and reaches for my belt and button. I let go of him and sit up just long enough to get my pants off. It’s a little more difficult than his were, but we manage without too much trouble or any more honking of the horn.

Once we’re both naked, our bodies collide again, his mouth finding mine and his hands sliding up and down my back greedily. He’s needy, and I love it.

“Glove box,” he says against my lips.

It takes a minute for my brain to comprehend, and when I finally realize what he meant, I lean back so he can sit up and reach over. He pops the glove compartment open, and the little light inside comes on. There are some condoms and a small bottle of lube, and I shake my head, laughing.

“You always this prepared, MacGyver?”

Lev snickers and slams the glove box shut. “Only when I know there’s a chance.”

I catch him winking at me, and then he’s slicking up his fingers and reaching around my back to touch my hole. I moan and push down on him immediately.

“Always so willing,” he teases, slipping a finger inside me. We both groan simultaneously at the feeling. It doesn’t take long for him to prep me this time, and before I know it, he’s sliding the condom on. He strokes himself a few times with his slick fingers, lubing up the condom. “Sit on me,” he demands.

I willingly comply.

Sliding Lev inside me makes me break out in a light, dewy sweat and goose bumps at the same time. He feels so thick at this angle and so fucking good that my eyes roll back in my head.

“Goddamn,” I sigh. “You’re so fucking big.”

Lev moans softly and pulls me down for a kiss. “Ride me,” he says against my lips, and I’m happy to.

I start to lift and lower myself on his shaft, my dick leaking precum all over Lev’s stomach. Lev moans, and his hands slide down to my ass cheeks and help me lift and lower. Fuck, that feels good.

I ride him harder.

“Fuck, Dare.” He groans and throws his head back against the headrest. “I’m not going to last much longer, baby,” he says, and I shiver at the nickname. “Fuck me.” It’s a command, and boy, it does something to me.

My heart slams into my ribcage as I move faster and grind deeper, and when Lev’s dick slides across my prostate, my eyes go crossed.

“Ohfuck. Ohfuck. Ohfuck. Lev,” I say in time to my grinding. “I’m gonna come. I’m gonna . . .” I tense, and my hands clamp down onto Lev’s shoulders as I explode. He follows right after me with a grunt and several short, quick thrusts, his breathing heavy and his hands digging into my sides.

“Fucking FUCK,” he says, and then he leans forward and captures my lips with his.

I laugh against him and kiss him back before flipping my right leg around and falling awkwardly into the passenger seat. We’re both breathing hard, and the windows are all fogged up. It’s the most perfect thing in the world.

“There are wet wipes in the glove box,” he tells me, and I manage not to tease him about being prepared with that, too, as I reach for some. Lev pinches his softening dick at the top and expertly pulls the condom off, then ties it and wraps it in a wet wipe. He takes a few from me to clean up my jizz from his chest, and I see him wiping his neck and cheek.

“Did I shoot that far?” I ask, and he nods. “Sorry,” I say with a chuckle.

He just smiles. “I loved it all,” he answers, handing the wet wipes back to me.

I put them away, and he reaches out an arm.

“Not sure how much we can cuddle over the console, but . . .”

I hear him, but it doesn’t register because like a child, I’m writing on the window.

With a defeated-sounding sigh, he asks, “What did you write?”

It’s like he knows it’s something that shouldn’t be on his window.

Grinning stupidly, I take my phone out of the cup holder and shine the flashlight for him to see.

WE JUST FUCKED is written in messy print on the steamed-up window.

“Jesus, Dare,” Lev huffs, shaking his head. “You know that’s going to show every time the window fogs now.”