“You can’t hurt me, Vanni. It felt good.”
Her gaze lowered between them but the shiny ring on her left hand snagged her attention. Reality bitch-slapped her. “Oh my god, I’m engaged.”
The sound Smiley made was a growl and groan combined. “I saw the ring but hoped it was just jewelry.”
She closed her eyes. Carl would never forgive her for what she’d done with Smiley. He’d be furious and hurt. It wouldn’t matter why it had happened or that she hadn’t meant to fool around with someone else.
Chapter Three
“Vanni?”
She looked at Smiley when he shifted over her. He rose enough for some of the light in the alley to reach his face and she could make out his gorgeous brown eyes again. She hated the sad look in them.
“We can ride this out without me entering you. I can handle myself and take care of you while we suffer the effects of the drug. Just don’t be offended. I’m in serious pain.”“You are?” She felt stupid and selfish hearing that. “I forgot that you’re drugged too.”
“Yes. I need release or I might snap. I respect your status with another male and don’t want you to hate me. I just don’t want you afraid when I free my dick. I’m not going to force you to take me. Don’t look.”
He’s going to masturbate. No guy had ever done that in front of her before. She averted her gaze when he sat up and unfastened his pants. He lifted off the seat to shove his pants down enough to get them out of the way. Curiosity was strong but she resisted. He sat back down and his bare skin rested against the side of her leg, which was between him and the seat. He turned a little and cleared his throat.
“You’re safe with me.”
She braved looking at his face. “I understand.” It was probably the most awkward moment of her life. She was half naked and he had his lap exposed. They were practically strangers. Her clit started to heat up and her nipples beaded. She was learning the signs.
“It’s about to happen again.” Her breathing increased, her stomach muscles quivered and a dull pain began to build between her thighs. “When will this drug leave our systems?”
“It could be hours.”
“I won’t survive it.”
“You will.”
His hand caressed her thigh and she bit her lip. “That feels good.”
“May I enter you with my fingers? I’m afraid you’re going to hurt tomorrow if I continue to only touch you here.” His thumb brushed across her sensitive clit.
Instant pleasure shot through her just from that light touch. She nodded. The damage was done. She’d already cheated on Carl. She reached up and gripped the edge of the seat, fighting the temptation to squirm under his thumb to keep him stroking her. The pain returned with a vengeance.
“Smiley,” she panted, “it’s getting bad.”
He drew circles with the pad of his thumb across the bud of her sex and she adjusted her thigh to keep her legs open. The seat under her moved a little when Smiley turned toward her.
“Look at me, Vanni.”
She locked gazes with him and moaned when he turned his hand enough to brush his fingers against the folds of her pussy. He cupped her there and his fingertip gently breached her pussy. She arched against him, wanting more. It was incredible and she moaned.
“You’re so tight.” His voice deepened. “My dick is envious.”
She turned her head, unable to fight the temptation anymore. It took some twisting on the seat but she stole a glance at his lap. It was in shadow but she could make out his cock. He was big and his other hand was wrapped around the base. It fascinated her and she couldn’t look away.
He inserted his finger deep inside her and she cried out. Amazing. His motion changed from drawing light circles across her clit to rubbing up and down while he fucked her with his thick digit. She rolled her hips, straining to meet his slow pace. The sight of him fisting his cock and stroking it to the same tempo as his finger turned her on more.
“Faster,” she urged, wanting to come fast and hard.
“I don’t want to be too rough.”
Vanni let go of the seat and reached down and grabbed his wrist. She bucked her hips wildly, riding his finger. His thumb slipped off her clit but it didn’t matter. The feel of him inside her, any part of him, was enough to have her thrashing and moaning, lost in fervor.
He responded by groaning deeply and she grew excited watching his hand pump his cock faster. It was hotter than hell to her and she wished there was better lighting. His cock looked thicker and bigger than any guy she’d ever slept with. She imagined what it would feel like to have him stretching her pussy and she climaxed, crying out his name.
Her vaginal muscles seized around his finger, twitching strongly enough that she was aware of every one. Smiley tore his wrist away, withdrawing his finger abruptly. He grabbed his cock with both hands. She watched him wrap his fingers around the shaft. He threw his head back, eyes closed, mouth open. He didn’t make a sound but his entire body jerked and she looked down, watching him shoot his release. Thick streams of semen jetted out before he wrapped the head of his cock within his palm and turned away on the seat. It left her staring at his wide shoulders. He quivered a few times and his breathing was erratic.
Smiley recovered faster than she did. He straightened in the seat, his back still turned, and pulled his torn tank top over his head. She guessed he used it to clean up. He finally faced her and their eyes met.
“Are you okay?”
It stunned her that he was concerned for her. “Yes.”
“Don’t be afraid.”
She wasn’t. Not even when he shifted on the seat and came down on top of her. He braced his arms on both sides of her and his face hovered inches above hers. He was close enough to kiss. Her vision must have adjusted to the dimness because she could make out his features a lot better than before.
“I don’t have lotion.”
“Okay.”
“You’re soaked, babe. I need to rub against you to coat myself or I’m going to be sore tomorrow.”
It took her a few seconds to understand what he meant. She felt her cheeks heat up and hated the way she blushed so easily. “Oh. I understand.”
He shifted a little more and she was surprised when his cock rubbed against her pussy. He’d just come but he was still rock-hard. He didn’t even need to use his hands but instead adjusted his hips to slide the shaft along her slit. Her gaze locked with his and she again realized just how sexy he was. The streetlight coming in through the front of the SUV illuminated his face clearly.
The pain hadn’t returned yet but she wanted to kiss him. He rolled his hips, sliding the tip of his cock against her clit. She moaned and he froze.
“Don’t do that,” he rasped. “You have no idea how much I want you. I’d die just to possess you once. You’re so beautiful, Vanni.”
No man had ever said that before. It might just be a line he used but the sincere look in his eyes made her believe him. She didn’t plan to touch his face but it happened anyway. She just couldn’t resist cupping his cheeks.
“Really?”
“I’ve never wanted anyone more.”
She bit her lip and took a deep breath. Her gaze shifted from his eyes to the ring on her left hand. She let go of his face and reached behind him. She tugged the engagement ring but it didn’t want to budge. Vanni was persistent. When the band slid off, she let it drop to the floor of the SUV.Smiley moved to the right a little and stared down at the discarded ring. He frowned then looked at her. “Why did you do that?”
“I’m too honest and will have to tell my fiancé about what happened between us. He’ll never marry me. It’s over.”
“He can’t blame you if you had no part in our drugging.”
“You don’t know him. I don’t think I knew him as well as I thought either, until recently. It’s okay. I think I’m doing both of us a favor by taking that off.”
A hot flash hit and she closed her eyes, breathing through it. Smiley lifted to put more room between their bodies and sat up. She reached out a hand and he grasped it, holding on tightly.
“It’s going to pass. I’m right here with you.”
She opened her eyes and used his tight grip to pull herself into a sitting position. She had to scoot away from him a little to do it. “I need you.”
“Lie back down.”
Her hands trembled as she gripped her shirt, trying to get it off but feeling too shaky to undress. Sweat poured off her. “Get these clothes off me.”
He hesitated.
“Please?”
He brushed her hands aside and yanked her shirt over her head. His gaze lowered to her bra and he licked his lips.
“All of it. Please. I’m so hot.”
“I could turn on the engine and run the air-conditioning.”
“Please?” Panic gripped her. “I’m burning up!”
He leaned forward, reached around her, unclasped the bra and tugged it off with an efficiency that bespoke experience. The skirt came off next, the elastic waist making it simple for him to tug it down her legs. Her panties were destroyed and she had no idea where her shoes were. She couldn’t remember losing them but they were gone.
“Fuck.” Smiley didn’t try to hide his thorough examination of her bare body. “You’re perfect.”
The hot flash passed and she wished she’d kept some of her clothes on. Carl had gifted her with a gym membership to lose fifteen pounds before their upcoming wedding. Smiley didn’t seem to mind those extra curves as he openly admired her with a hungry expression. He didn’t point out her flaws. She reached for him.