It took him a few seconds — and her hands slipping under his sweater to dig into his back — for him to understand what she was saying.

“Fuck,” he breathed.

“Yeah, that’s the gist,” she giggled at him.

Even when she was younger, car sex hadn’t ever been Deja’s thing. She didn’t only like sex in a bed, but she did usually prefer to have sex in places where people couldn’t see without the need for tint or steam, but as soon as Alejandro had kissed her like a starving man eating his first meal in months, she reconsidered her stance. Besides, she knew she wouldn’t make it the hour-long drive home now that she’d felt his skin under her fingertips. Thankfully, Alejandro was on the same page.

They rushed out of the airport terminal to the short-term parking garage.

Alejandro dropped his bags into her trunk, but then his face fell. “Shit,” he hissed.

“What’s wrong? Did you forget something?”

“No,” he mumbled. “I don’t have condoms.”

Deja hadn’t been planning for car sex, of course, but she had stopped by the pharmacy on the way to the airport to get some essentials; cough drops, a few boxes of tissue and hand sanitizer for her office, and condoms, not for her office.

She smiled awkwardly at him. “I have some.”

His eyebrows lifted, and he smiled at her. “You do?”

“Women should be prepared.”

“I absolutely agree,” he laughed, pushing her gently against her car. He gripped her hips, bunching her dress in his fists. “So, you came here prepared to fuck me?”

Every time Alejandro touched her, her body felt as if it was on the verge of overheating, and it was wonderful. He made her feel alive in a way she hadn’t in so long. The six weeks apart had been more difficult than she felt comfortable admitting, to anyone, even herself, because they’d just barely begun to date before he left, but now that he was back and touching her, she felt a physical urge to make up for all their time apart. Her heart was racing, her pussy was clenching and damp, and her nipples were tightening just because she was close to him.

Had she come here prepared to fuck him in her car?

“Yes,” she breathed. “I guess I did.”

He brushed his lips against hers. “Good,” he whispered and then kissed her slow and deep.

God, she’d missed him.

They scrambled into the backseat of her small SUV. It was a tight fit for Alejandro’s long legs, but they made it work. He sat in the middle seat as she tore the box of condoms open. He laughed at her eagerness even as he started palming his dick through his pants, revealing just how excited he was as well.