He licked her nub, one big hand under her bottom, lifting her to his mouth. He made sounds of hunger, approval, and deep, dark desire. And then a sensation took hold of her—so big and powerful it catapulted her right out of her body—and her hand reached out to the seatback to brace herself before she burst into a hundred million shards of light. Her hips writhed, her breath caught in her throat, and the orgasm just kept going, fueled by his wicked, unrelenting tongue.

Her knees slammed together, boxing in his head, as she jerked and twisted. She rode the tide of lust as it slowly receded, and she came back into her body. When her bottom dropped back down onto the seat, she let out a whoosh of breath.

Sitting up, Brodie swiped the back of his hand over his mouth. With his jeans undone, his thick erection poked out the waistband of his black boxer briefs.

“Come here.” Was that her voice? All hot and sexy and commanding? “I want you in my mouth.”

“So the hell do I.” He got up on his knees, and she shifted closer, her knees bent, one foot pressed against the door. With a hand on the headrest, Brodie yanked down his briefs. His cock sprang out.

Her mouth literally watered, and she reached for him. “You’re the sexiest man I’ve ever seen.”

As she grasped him, he gave a pained expression, and she ran her thumb along the vein under the mushroom-shaped head. His broad shoulders blocked out the dim light from the foggy windows, and his bulging biceps flexed as his fingers dug into the cushion.

She could see he needed release, so she took him into her mouth, licking him from head to root to get him nice and wet.

“Ah, Jesus.”

She loved the way he trembled, so she sucked him deep into her mouth, letting her tongue slide all over him. He was gasping, his powerful hips making short thrusts. She could tell he was holding back, letting her choose the rhythm.

She didn’t want that, so she pulled him out of her mouth. “I’ve had a lifetime of boring sex, where all I did was get the guy off. I want more, Brodie. Pretend like you feel totally comfortable with me, and just be yourself.”

“Don’t have to pretend.” He grabbed his cock and prodded her mouth open with it. “Now, suck me.”

A sharp wave of desire crashed over her, and she took him in, as far as she could.

Brodie started pumping, his thighs shaking, as he watched his cock slide into her mouth. He let out a shuddery breath, before cupping the back of her head and pushing in deeper. “Can you handle that?”