Kiss Me at Midnight(12)
Author: Diane Alberts

“I’ll go easy on you. Then again…” She picked up her ball, shot him a smile over her shoulder, and got all but one pin. That’s all right. She’d get the next one. “Maybe not.”

“Yeah, sure,” he mumbled. “Go on. Get your spare.”

She picked up her ball and did exactly that. Before the pins could reset, he was on her, kissing her and burying his fingers in her hair. She clung to his forearms, moaning into his mouth. By the time he pulled back, she could barely stand on her own.

God this was fun. Hot, sexy, unexpected fun.

He nipped at her lip one last time then let go of her. Striding up to the balls, he picked up his blue one and rolled it without lining up at all. Strike. Well, crap.

He turned back to her, grinning at her as if he hadn’t just kissed the thoughts right out of her mind. How could he look so damn under control when she was ready to burst? So not fair. “See that?”

“Not too bad, but I’ll still win,” she said, patting his shoulder as she passed him.

She let her nails trail over his hard pecs, loving how solid he felt under his shirt. God, she wanted him. Again and again and again until she got him out of her system once and for all. But would that even be possible? She was starting to wonder.

He trailed his finger over her lower back, giving her exactly what she’d given him. More sexual distraction. “We’ll see about that.”

“Yeah.” Her stomach clenched when he moved his hand a little bit lower, dipping between her legs again. “We will.”

She picked up her ball and took her turn, knocking down all but two pins. She glared at the pins, knowing he was throwing her off her game every time he touched her, but she was enjoying it too much to actually care.

When she missed the last two pins, she sighed and turned around.

He kissed her again, the same way as before, only this time, he didn’t stop. His lips moved over hers, slanting deeper and harder, and her whole body came to life. She ran her hands over his chest, giving back as good as she got. After a few more seconds, she yanked free and took a shuddering breath. “Screw bowling. You ready to go?”

He caught her hand and nodded. “I thought you’d never ask.” She was barely able to keep her hands off of him while they returned their bowling shoes and paid the bill.

As they left the alley, she peeked over her shoulder at the score. She’d been winning. Even though the game hadn’t ended, she was technically the winner.

And she knew exactly what she wanted as her prize.

Chapter Six

They walked out into the night, the fresh, cold air bringing her out of her haze of need. She set out last night to get laid. To scratch the itch and get it out of her system. Instead, she now wanted Ethan 24/7.

She stopped walking, not letting go of his hand, so he’d stop, too. “Did you drive?”

“Yeah.” He cocked his head. “You?”

“Nope. Rhiannon dropped me off.” A ploy on her part to make sure Ethan would have to give her a ride home afterwards.

He led her to a red rental truck with huge tires. As he opened the door for her, giving her a boost up to the seat with his hands on her butt, she barely controlled her urge to rub her ass against his hand and purr like a freaking cat.

He slid into his seat and slipped the keys into the ignition, bringing it to life with a roar. “Your place?”

“Yep.” As soon as he hit reverse and started backing up, she slipped her hand between his legs. Closing her hand around his cock, she squeezed and leaned in. “You know, I’m technically the winner.”

He hissed in a breath through his teeth. “Is that so?”

“Mmhm.” She slid closer, rubbing the palm of her hand against his erection. He pushed his penis against her more fully. “And I know what I want as my prize.”

He stepped on the gas. “What would that be?”

“You. Now.” She undid his button, and then his zipper. “Park on a dark road because I’m not waiting until we get to my place.”

Without further urging, he turned down a street that led to a residential area most tourists ignored. But he kept driving, obviously not content to pull over in front of a bunch of houses. His choice, but she wasn’t waiting. Not this time.

She bent down, freed his erection, and closed her lips around him. He swerved but then righted himself. “Jesus, Ashley.”

She didn’t answer, just sucked him into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head and closing her fingers around the shaft. As she sucked, she jerked her hand, and he swerved again. Last night had been all about him being in control. Now it was her turn.

He slammed the truck into park and then curled his hands around her head, thrusting into her mouth. He reclined the seat and lifted his hips, pulling his shirt free.

As he adjusted himself, she tasted a hint of se**n on her tongue. He gripped the door so tight she swore she heard something give way. “E-Enough,” he growled, picking her up and setting her on his lap. “Fuck me.”

“We don’t have any…” She broke off when he held up a condom. “Never mind.”

She watched him slide the rubber on. The sight of his hands moving over himself made her even more desperate to have him. All night long, he’d been kissing her and touching her, and now all she could think about was getting him inside of her already.

While he rolled the condom firmly in place, she kicked off her jeans and panties and climbed onto his lap. He stopped her before she could impale herself on him. “Touch yourself for me. Let me watch.”

She drew in a deep breath. He wanted to watch her masturbate? God, that was hot. She was supposed to be in control, though. Did she really want to…oh, hell.

Who was she kidding? She wanted.

Reaching down between her legs, she rolled her finger over her clit, gasping at how good it felt. She’d been aching for some contact ever since he let his finger run over her at the bowling alley. He leaned in, capturing her mouth with his. As he kissed her, she moved her fingers faster against her clit, knowing if she continued like this, she’d orgasm within seconds.

The pressure built up within her, higher and higher. She tensed when he slid his hand over hers. He didn’t take her hand away or stop her, he just joined in, applying even more pressure exactly where she needed it.

She quickened the strokes, and he bit down on her lip. That aggressive, dominating move sent her over the edge. She cried out as she came, stars bursting in front of her eyes and pleasure radiating over her body.