Free Luscious Sins (Bend to My Will #7) by Emily Jane Trent Page B

her pressed against him, her stiff nipples grazed his chest through the thin material of her dress, and he realized that she was bare under there.
    Jacob’s lips touched Vivienne’s warm skin as he nibbled at her neck, then ran his tongue around the curve of her ear. She panted softly, arching against him, wanting him. Losing control, Jacob turned her around and leaned her over the hood of the car.
    He lifted her filmy skirt and yanked down her panties. Vivienne’s bare ass looked so damn sexy under the glow of the sun. “It’s naughty to pull down your panties, outside in broad daylight…isn’t it, baby?”
    But Jacob got no answer. Vivienne whimpered and pushed her ass up toward him, with her arms stretched over the car like she was hugging it. Jacob undid his pants, and shoved them down with his briefs, exposing his cock.
    The light summer breeze caressed his heat, spiraling his arousal higher, and blinding him to all but that erotic moment. There on the hilltop, his cock hard and dripping for Vivienne, he fucked her over the hood of his precious car.
    Jacob slid his cock deep into her wet pussy, causing her to make a mewling sound in the back of her throat. The sensual noise expressed Vivienne’s desire, fanning the flames of the fire that burned inside him. He leaned over her, reaching up to grasp her wrists and press against her.
    Stroking into her, Jacob moaned with pleasure. The cool outside air brushed across his naked ass and over his balls. Bent over Vivienne, he pounded into her, the feel of her pussy like a velvet glove coercing him to the precipice.
    Plunged deep, Jacob let the insanely good feeling sweep him away. Vivienne clenched over his hot shaft, shuddering with an impending orgasm. The sight of her, so beautiful and bare-assed, draped over the shiny blue car, was erotic beyond belief. His cock throbbed, so he slowed to avoid coming too soon.
    But Vivienne wouldn’t acquiesce. She was a vixen, sucking the cum right out of him. Jacob’s balls hugged tight to his body and his belly turned to steel. When Vivienne cried out and repeatedly pulsed over him, Jacob released. His climax gained strength as Vivienne milked him. Still breathing hard, she collapsed over the car with her cheek against the steel.
    For a minute, Jacob didn’t move. The sun warmed them, and the car supported them. He kissed Vivienne’s neck and nuzzled her hair. Then he lifted her upright and kissed her lips. Like a respectable woman, she pulled up her panties, lest someone see.
    But she gave him a coy look, and watched as Jacob pulled his briefs up, then his pants. Vivienne put her palm on his cheek, and lifted high enough on her toes to kiss him. She wrapped her arms around his waist and looked into his eyes.
    In a sultry voice, with her emerald eyes glistening, Vivienne said, “I do like that car.”
    Jacob laughed and scooped her into his arms. “And I’ve only just started with you, naughty girl. Let’s get inside…as you can see, I’m not a patient man.” And he carried her into the villa, with an entire night ahead to indulge his passion…and hers.
     

 
    Chapter 8
    Vivienne woke up the next morning with sunshine streaming through the window. She stretched and yawned, then threw back the covers. It was already warm, and would be another beautiful day. Jacob had made every day in Tuscany special.
    If only it didn’t have to end, but their flight home was scheduled for the following day. It had been an amazing trip, and Vivienne hoped to visit Italy again. The villa was so homey, as was the Italian culture. The food, wine, and especially the people had won her over.
    She slipped out of bed to get ready for the day. Since it was harvest season, Jacob had a wine tour planned. They would miss the harvest festivals later in the month, but could see some of the early grape harvest.
    On one of their drives, Jacob had taken the scenic route from Florence to Siena, cutting through the heart of the Chianti Classico wine