Free The Contract: Sunshine by Shiree McCarver Page B

“So I must be better than you think.”
    “For one, Leslie is not my girlfriend,” he countered.  “Also--”
    “Do you have one?”
    “Have one what?”  Yoon asked his face momentarily blank in confusion.
    “A girlfriend?”
    “I have a few,” he admitted.
    “Oh,” she rolled her eyes.  “I should have known you’re one of those guys.  I thought Asian guys were supposed to be loyal to one girl.  Usually a girl they’ve known since pre-school.”
    “You’ve watched too many Korean dramas.”  He was the one to roll his eyes this time.
    “I haven’t seen any.”
    “You’re trying to change the subject off of you,” Yoon pointed out with a suspicious glare.
    “How many is a few girlfriends?”
    “It’s not like that.  I have women friends.  Is that okay with you?”  He leaned in closer.  “Do you have a boyfriend?”
    “Would I be out on a blind date with that horn toad preacher?  Would I allow myself to be dry bounced against a hard and scratchy brick wall for unseen public viewing by some horny stranger if I had a boyfriend at home waiting to give me what I need?”
    “Don’t make it seem like I threw myself at you!”
    “Oh pleeease,” Sunshine pfft .  “Get it right.  I threw myself at you!”
    He grinned.  “Are you excited too?”  Yoon looked at her spec u latively.
    “Yeah,” she admitted with no shame returning his smile.  Her chest heaved and she felt the stirring she had from earlier when she was catching a ride on his back.
    He grabbed her by the shoulders and yanked her against his body.  She cried out when her hip hit the gearshift. 
    “Sorry,” he murmured against her mouth.
    He cried out when his knee hit the steering wheel.
    “Oops,” she muttered clasping his face in her hands holding his mouth in place.
    Sunshine cursed when her lower back hit the steering wheel as he drew her into his lap.
    Yoon cursed when her knee nearly crushed the parts he would need as she spread her legs and sat astride him. 
    Finally they were face to face.  Her aching sensitive breasts were flattened against his chest.  She could feel his heart racing to keep up with hers.   He loosened his hold but only a little as she worked at his tie and pushed his jacket aside to get to the buttons on his shirt.
    “Do you like this shirt?”  She blew hot and heavy against his mouth, face and neck as she kissed every spot of flesh she could get to.  She grabbed and yanked; buttons flew everywhere.
    “I did,” he groaned. 
    She could feel his breath.  He could feel hers.  Their arousal was ev i dent on their faces and in their eyes.
    “Did it get real hot in here?” she muttered heatedly.  But the way he was lifting his hips and grinding the enclosed erection against her covered mons, she didn’t think he was mourning the loss of the shirt too much.
    “Steaming baby,” he ran his tongue along the deep V of her blouse and nipped at the soft jiggling flesh of breasts that was pushed up from the cups as he squeezed them together to bury his face.
    It didn’t take long to realize the extra heat also came from the fact they still had on too much clothing.  Because the difficulty of their current situation, there wasn’t much they could do about it; not in the limited space of the car.  There was no way Sunshine was going to get out of her pants without moving and possibly putting his penis co m pletely out of commission with another misplaced knee.
    Ah ha !  He could get to her nipples! Oh do it!  Do it!
    As if he read her mind, he started tugging the silky blouse from the waistband of her pants.  She brushed his hands aside once they achieved that goal to start on getting his zipper down so she could at least see it and touch it this time.
    Their heads bumped.  Hard.
    “ Shit !”  They both cursed in accordance and automatically their hands reached up to sooth the throbbing spots on their forehead s .  He recovered before she did and went diving into her bra to