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“This is dangerous.”
“You’re a good driver,” he growls, sinking his hand underneath my panties. “Just keep your eyes on the road.”
Nope, no way. The rain pours down in sheets, and I pull over. What’s a few minutes? And besides, it’s safer to wait out the storm for a little bit. “This way I can kiss you,” I tell him.
His thumb gently circles my clit while he slides his finger in and out of me. “So fucking wet,” he whispers, pulling his lip ring between his teeth when I let out a moan.
Thunder roars around us. “We can …” I can barely think, much less chat with him right now. “We can get in the back seat … together.”
“Oh no,” he purrs, swiping his tongue across my lips. “I’m happy here. I love watching you.”
This is my boyfriend, and I shouldn’t be self-conscious about him seeing me come undone. He’s seen it a million times. I pull him in for a long, deep kiss just as a crack of lightning electrifies the sky.
He’s perfect, the way he tastes, the brilliant way he touches me. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. I grind against his hand as he slinks his other hand to my breasts and squeezes each of them. “Come for me, Shadow.”
Lights flicker against my closed eyelids as I moan his name while sparks of brilliant red and vibrant, ocean blues light my night. I sigh, collapsing into his arms.
A tap on the window makes me jump out of my seat and nearly into his lap. It’s an unfamiliar officer, a woman. She’s looking away from us. I didn’t even notice the red and blue lights streaming behind us; I thought it was a part of the euphoria.
Rain doesn’t land on her face. The rim of her hat catches and bounces it away. “Are we decent?” she asks.
“Yes!” I chirp, feeling my cheeks redden further. “I’m sorry, we pulled over because of the rain.”
“My name is detective Askena Madriñán.” She lets a shimmer of a smile show before bringing back her naturally stoic face. She’s very pretty. Brown hair, probably mid-thirties. I think I saw dimples in that brief grin. “I just wanted to say this isn’t a good place to park, there’s a pull through up ahead if you need to wait longer.”
Foster, arrogant and annoyingly charming, leans over me, “She just couldn’t wait, the rain was overpowering.” He grins.
Another car blaring lights and sirens pulls up, and Detective Askena leaves to talk to them. I cover my face with my hands, dying from embarrassment. Foster starts laughing; it’s one of those laughs where it’s silent but violent. His whole body is laughing for him.
Barnes sweeps his head inside the window to escape the rain. “You’re lucky Askena found you. Any other cop on this stretch would lock you up for indecent exposure.”
I gasp although I already knew she knew. “Shit.” I cringe.
Foster shakes Barnes’s hand through the window. “Hey, man! Sorry, the rain …” He holds his hands up innocently, and through his drunken boyish grin I can’t help but laugh too. At least with Barnes here, I know we won’t get in trouble.
“Yeah, yeah. The rain.” He leans up and pats the hood with his palm. “Get his drunk ass home,” he jokes.
“Will do! Can we go?”
“Yeah,” he laughs. “I’ll tell Askena you two will just go home to have sex.”
I drive away a little faster than I should, but between my blush and Foster’s chuckles, I couldn’t dare drive away slowly.
* * *
Rita is wipingdown the counters as we walk inside, and the flutter of my heart from embarrassment has faded. Now, me and Foster can barely stop laughing.
“What’s so funny, you two?” Mrs. Rita pulls me in for a hug.
“Inside joke.” I wave it off before Foster can say anything else. “How’s Soph?”
Rita playfully rolls her eyes. “All she wants is Foster.” The words make him smile as she grabs her purse. “I made dinner. It’s packed up on the stove.”
She taps Foster’s cheek, like any grandmother would, and it makes me smile. “You two stay in. It’s supposed to get bad tonight.”
“Want us to walk you to your apartment?” I suggest.
A knock sounds on the door. Rita tells me, “I’m taken care of, Skyler, thank you.” She smiles and goes to her husband. I hope when I’m her age that me and Foster are just as in love after forty years as they are.