The Wright Mistake(35)

“You’re going to be crazy about this damn unicorn, aren’t you?” I asked when she got into the car.

“You’re the one who wanted joint custody,” she said with a laugh, swishing her red hair to one shoulder.

My eyes were glued to her. I couldn’t seem to process that we were supposed to be heading out of the carnival and back to reality. I didn’t want this date to end. My hands shook on the steering wheel, and I quickly covered the movement by dropping them. I needed Julia more than I needed a drink. I needed her like nothing else.

“Austin?”

“Yeah?”

She didn’t respond. She threw herself across the stick shift and crushed her lips to mine. My hands went up into her hair. She had her fingers wound around my shirt, clinging to me for life.

Her kisses held no hesitancy. She explored my mouth, relearning everything about me. She dragged my bottom lip between her teeth. I groaned into her mouth and lightly licked across her lip. She completely opened to me. My tongue slipped inside and massaged across her tongue in a game of hockey. My heart was thrumming in my chest. My body forgot all the early signs of withdrawal that had begun to set in, bursting with adrenaline at the taste of this gorgeous, unbelievably amazing woman.

“We should get out of here,” I told her breathlessly.

She nodded, barely able to pull herself away from me. I zoomed out of the carnival parking lot and back onto country roads just as the sun began to set on the horizon.

Julia seemed impatient, leaning over the center and trailing kisses down my neck and over to my shoulder.

“Fuck, Jules,” I muttered.

Her hand slid to my shorts, making lazy circles in the material. My dick responded in turn at the contact. She hesitated a second as she inched closer and closer to the exact spot where I wanted her to be. Then, with purpose, I picked up her hand and placed it on my hard cock.

A sigh of desire left her lips. All I could think about was her lips on me. Her lips fucking me.

Her fingers flicked the button of my shorts open. I slightly leaned back and slowed the car down. I was suddenly in no hurry at all.

“We shouldn’t,” she said softly.

“You don’t want to?”

“That’s not it. I just…wanted this to be different.”

“Does it feel the same?”

“Yes, and no.”

I put my hand on hers. “Then, we can wait.”

“But I really fucking want to taste your cock,” she nearly whispered into my ear.

My dick throbbed painfully at her words. She could feel it twitch under her hand, and she released a throaty gasp.

“Fuck,” was all I was able to say before she drew the zipper down and removed my erection that was so hard, it was almost painful.

She palmed it in her hand, stroking it up and down from base to head. As she wrapped her lips around my dick, I slowed further, absentmindedly remembering that I was driving a seventy-five-thousand-dollar car with a fucking stick shift.

She moaned as she eased the entire shaft into her mouth. I swerved as she bottomed out at the base of my dick, and then I hastily righted the car. Thank God no one else was out in the country right now. She dragged her lips back up to the head, and she released me with a soft pop. Just the way she had sucked off her fingers earlier.

Jesus Christ!

Her finger smeared the pre-cum on the tip around in a circle, and I gasped.

“Jules,” I groaned.

“I’m a tease. I know.”

She lapped up the come and then went back to long, deep strokes into her mouth. My vision was nearly blurry. My body struggled not to lose complete control and crash the car.

But I was an idiot if I thought I had any control.

Julia owned me.

My balls tightened, and I tapped her head, letting her know that I was about to come. She hummed against my dick, and I lost it. I came hot and explosive up into her mouth. Still, she didn’t move, clamping her lips around me and taking it all.

She pulled back when I finished jerking into her mouth. Then, she swallowed masterfully. Our eyes met. She looked mighty pleased with herself. And, fuck, she had every reason to be.

Julia wiped a little come off her lips. “I’ve always wanted to do that.”

“Fuck, woman, feel free anytime.”

“I think you’re going to have to reciprocate.”

“It would be my pleasure.”

She brushed a kiss against my cheek and leaned back in her seat as I revved the engine and took off for home.





Fifteen



Julia


After what had happened in the car, I supposed I shouldn’t have expected there to be any shyness between us. This right here had never, ever been our problem. Damn Heidi for being right.

I’d had every intention of giving Austin a spectacular kiss good night and sleeping in my own bed. Not blowing him in his smoking-hot car. Not racing to his home to be together. Not doing every single dirty thing that I had running through my head.