Between Us: Sex on the Beach by Jen McLaughlin

pussy, and she arched her hips up. Not exactly helping my resolve to give her something better than a quickie in a parking lot, for fuck’s sakes. “I don’t want to wait.”
    She closed her fingers over me, gazing up at me with wonder. Well, hell , if she kept looking at me as if she needed me to fuck her, I wouldn’t be responsible for my actions. And for the first time in a long time, I wanted to be responsible. I wanted to be a gentleman, damn it. “I’m trying to be a good guy here.”
    “I don’t want you to be good. I want you to be bad.” She flicked her tongue over my lips, and I squeezed my eyes shut. “Really, really bad.”
    “Someone might come along,” I said through my clenched teeth. “I’m trying to protect you.”
    “Then you better hurry up so no one finds us.” I swallowed hard, my eyes skimming over her perfection. The freckles on her nose. The bright green eyes. Her full rosy pink lips. She looked even hotter in the natural light of day, if that was possible. “Between us? I think you’re perfectly capable of making me scream your name in less than five minutes.”
    I ripped open the condom wrapper, using my teeth. “You’re sure?”
    “God, yes.” She spread her legs and shoved her bottoms to the side, giving me a hell of a view of her wet pussy. Fuck. There went the last of my gentlemanly thoughts, right out the fucking window. “Take me now.”
    I growled, rolled the condom over my cock, then fell on top of her. I was wedged up against this side of heaven, my forehead to hers, and I couldn’t imagine any place I’d rather be. And that fucking terrified me.
    I thrust inside of her, my whole body seeming to let out a sigh. I kissed her and started moving faster. Harder. She wrapped herself around me, and the stinging of her nails raking across my back sent me over the edge.
    So did the little whimpers she kept letting out, soft and sweet. Better than any song I’d ever fucking heard. I kissed her again, swallowing her cries of pleasure so no one heard her, and completely lost myself in her. Her pussy clenched tighter around my cock, squeezing, but it wasn’t enough.
    I reached between us and pressed two fingers against her clit. I was fucking bent on making her explode again before I came. By the time I was finished with her, I was determined to be her best memory of this town—of this trip.
    God knows she would be mine.
    She cried out, arching her back, and tensed all around me, releasing my name on a sigh. “Austin.”
    Music to my ears, man.
    I thrust into her one more time, my balls going tight and hard, and then I came so strongly my vision blurred. “God,” I muttered, dropping my head down beside hers and drawing in a shaky breath. She was going to kill me. It was official.
    And if she didn’t kill me, she was going to get me arrested. Hell, I hadn’t gotten naked in a fucking car with a woman in years. Not since I’d started taking care of Rachel.
    I had to remember I had responsibilities.
    “Wow,” she breathed, playing with my hair. “I was teasing about the ‘orgasm in less than five minutes’ part, but you totally did it.”
    I snorted and lifted up on my elbows. I might want to lay here and enjoy the afterglow, but we had to get dressed. “Maybe I should start a business. ‘Orgasms delivered in less than five minutes, guaranteed or your money back.’”
    “Umm…” She laughed, musical and perfect, of course. Because it was her . “I think I’d rather keep you to myself forever and ever. You just might be my best-kept secret, and I’m not about to blab about you to everyone.”
    I knew she was fucking around, but hearing her talk about any kind of future set me on edge. There wasn’t a future with us. There couldn’t be.
    She wouldn’t want me once she knew the real me, and all my secrets that came with me. And she definitely wouldn’t want a teenager in her life—and Rachel was part of menow. She wouldn’t want a fuck-up with a buried