Free Zane & Lucky's First Christmas (Forever Love, #5) by J. S. Cooper Page A

sat down.
    “Uh huh.” She grinned and rubbed her fingers across my cheeks and lips.
    “Did you sleep well?” I smiled at her. “No nightmares from earlier, right?”
    “No nightmares. I had very sweet dreams.” She slipped a finger into my mouth and I sucked on it as I stared back at her.
    “Oh yeah? What did you dream?”
    “I dreamt that we didn’t have any complications in the car.”
    “Oh yeah?”
    “Yeah.” She removed her finger and replaced it with her tongue, allowing it to trace the lines of my lips before plunging into my mouth. “I dreamt that we had no problems at all.”
    “Was it everything that you imagined?” I breathed heavily as my pants suddenly felt tighter.
    “Not really.” She shook her head with wide eyes. “I hadn’t imagined you bending me over the hood of the car like that.”
    “What?” I mouthed back, enraptured by her words.
    “Yeah,” She grinned back at me. “Sex in a car I’d imagined before. But sex in the parking lot, sprawled out on top of the car wasn’t something I’d ever thought about.”
    “I’ve thought about it before.” I laughed and captured her darting tongue with my lips. “I’ve pictured your tight little ass up high in the air as I’ve fucked you from behind as you gripped onto the metal and cried out my name begging for me to never stop.”
    “Really?” This time it was her breathing that was heavy and deep and she moved in closer to me. “You’ve never told me that before.”
    “I didn’t want to scare you.” My hand slid up from her waist and cupped her breast. “I didn’t want you to think I was a sex fiend.”
    “But I already know you’re a sex fiend.” She gasped as my fingers pinched her nipple.
    “But that’s not all that I want.” I whispered against her lips.
    “I know.”
    “Though, sometimes I do think of pushing it further, taking it to the extreme.”
    “What’s extreme?” She gasped, her pupils dilated as my other hand found its way to her other breast.
    “I don’t know.” I shifted in the seat and she moved over quickly and straddled my lap. “What’s extreme to me may not be extreme to you.”
    “Public sex isn’t extreme.” She smiled down as she gyrated on my lap.
    “I guess it depends on how public.”
    “Not where anyone can see.” She laughed and my hands played with her long hair.
    “Isn’t that part of the thrill? That someone may see?”
    “I don’t want anyone to see.” Her eyes were wide and I slid my hands up under her top and caressed her waist.
    “No one has to see.” I shook my head. “I don’t want anyone to see you either.”
    “Okay, good.”
    “I was thinking we should write our own vows.” I burst out and she stopped in mid-gyration, her face looking puzzled.
    “What?” She looked down at me, and I lifted her up and shifted her slightly so that she wasn’t sitting directly on my hardness. I wasn’t sure I would be able to resist fucking her on the couch if she remained in that position.
    “Sorry, completely different thought, but I was thinking that maybe we can write our own vows. As opposed to just saying the words the church provides.”
    “Oh okay.” She looked pleasantly surprised. “Sure, we can do that.”
    “Good.” I kissed her nose. “And maybe we should stop with the public sex talk right now. I’m not sure I’m going to be able to stop myself from ripping off your clothes and taking you right here if we keep up.”
    “I don’t mind.” She started moving back and forth on my lap.
    “You may not mind, but I’m not sure if Noah will be too happy to walk back downstairs and see us fucking in the living room.”
    “Oh yeah.” She blushed red and moved off of my lap. “I forgot.”
    “You didn’t have to move away completely. I kinda liked the feel of you on me.” I tried to pull her back on top of me and she shook her head.
    “Not right now.”
    “Then when?” I groaned, starting to feel a bit grumpy