bodies slapped together inside and out.
The friction was delicious and fingers of satisfaction curled in his belly. His skin beaded with sweat and she started to slide out of his grip , but he held tight using the wall as leverage .
“Oh, Ethan!” she gasped.
Her orgasm crashed over her, causing her inner muscles to contract around him , bringing him to the brink .
With a final thrust, he joined her in his own release and emptied himself into her quivering center with a grunt. “Lana!” he gr oaned .
Her limbs went limp and he lowered them down onto the bench seat. He smoothed her hair from her face and kissed her temple.
Lana nuzzled into his neck and let out a contented sigh. “I’ve wanted you to do that all day.”
“ Mmm ,” he murmured.
“It just about killed me to wait around all day , wondering when you were finally going to come over and ravish me ,” she said . “ You never told me when it was going to happen. ”
“Believe me, I wanted to hours ago, but there were too many people around. I think i t was a good idea , though .”
She giggled and playfully punched his arm. “It was your idea , Ethan .”
“Yeah,” he agreed smugly. “ It was even better than that time at your sister’s wedding. ”
She smiled at the memory. “So, what are we going to do tomorrow ?”
“I don’t know yet. Let’s talk about it on the drive home .”
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About the Author
Rachelle Vaughn loves reading and writing all genres of romance, attending rock concerts and watching entirely too much television.
She lives in California where she is at work on her next novel.
Visit her website at rachellevaughn.com.
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