“Grace,” he choked out, and then she felt him spurt inside her.
As their panting breathing calmed, Antonio laughed. “I can see it all now,” he said, his half-length still buried inside her and her legs hanging limp around his hips. “Tomorrow’s headline—YOUNG ATTORNEYS FROM PRESTIGIOUS DOWNTOWN LAW FIRM REVEALED AS NEW INTERNET SEX TAPE SENSATION.”
Grace chuckled as she caressed his nape, and blinked away tears—tears of pleasure this time. “Maybe we should move.” Placing her legs on the ground, she pushed the skirt of her suit down and then began to hunt for her shoes. At the same time, Antonio pulled up his pants and zipped them. Reaching down, he retrieved her thong from the dirty asphalt of the street.
“These are a total loss,” he said in a wry tone as he held them up.
“Totally worth it,” she said, picking up the pumps. She rose on tiptoe to press a kiss to his lips and a loving caress over his now-covered crotch.
“Ooh, you are evil,” he said, and she felt him hardening under her palm. “Into the car with you, madam. Let’s go back to my place and finish this.”
“Let’s go,” she said, gasping. Already desire throbbed through her body again. Then a thought occurred. “My key. Where is it?” Her eyes scoured the ground and she saw it lying near the front tire. She bent to retrieve it.
“Wow,” he said from behind her. “The view from this angle is spectacular.”
His words delighted her, but still she automatically tugged at the hem of her skirt, realizing she’d just flashed him. Then she stopped herself. Too late for modesty now. Snatching the key up victoriously, she turned and unlocked the door. Antonio skimmed around the front bumper, opened the passenger door and hopped inside as Grace climbed into the driver’s seat. Helpless to stop touching him, she reached for his thigh and stretched up to kiss him. Anticipating her, his head turned and their mouths met in a hungry mating.
When he pulled back, his breath panting, he twined his fingers with hers and lifted her hand from his thigh. “Better stop now or I won’t be able to wait ’til we get to my house.”
She was slick with his essence, but still it was as if they hadn’t done a thing, as if she hadn’t climaxed. She wanted more, again and again. After sticking the key in the ignition, she didn’t twist it to fire the engine. “I don’t think I can wait,” Grace said, and then pressed the seat lever and threw her seat back as far as it would go. He smiled with comprehension and did the same. “Always wondered if sex in a Bug was possible,” she said, scrambling onto his lap. He scooted as far over on the seat as he could before hitting the gearshift. Still her left leg wouldn’t fit between his hip and the door. Pulling the angle lever, Grace managed to get Antonio’s seat to flatten, which allowed her to spread herself over him.
They fit their mouths together as she ground against him. Then his hand delved between her legs. His questing fingers found her folds and he inserted two fingers, forcing a gasp of breath to escape her and disappear into the velvet depths of his mouth.
Returning the favor, she unzipped his pants and thrust her hand inside to circle the head of his penis with her hand. Then she ran her palm down his stiffness to grasp him before caressing upward again.
“Oh lord,” he choked out. “You’re killing me.”
Gently grasping his length, she worked her hand up and down. Antonio arched under her ministrations and his face contorted with gratification, his eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure of release overtook him. He opened his eyes, smiled, and then reached up to caress her cheek.
“I—” he began.
A knock that sounded as if it came from the hood, interrupted and startled both of them.
Although muffled, they heard Javier say, “Hey, man.” Fortunately, the steamy windows hid them from his view.
Antonio cracked open the window. “What is it?”
“I don’t want to interrupt…anything but…” Javier’s normally arrogant tone had been replaced with an embarrassed one. “Your coworker Carson is heading out of the bar. Thought you’d want to know.”
“Thanks,” Antonio said. Eyes locked, laughter burst from Grace and Antonio.
“I guess we’d better go.” Grace brushed his damp bangs off his forehead and then ran a caressing thumb over his lower lip.
“But you didn’t come,” Antonio said, and they adjusted his seat upright.
“I guess you’ll just have to take care of that back at your place.”
His lips quirked. “Absolutely,” he agreed. “In fact, I think it’s only right you get two for one. Interest, you know.”