And One Makes Three (Carnal Coeds) (3 page)

“Well today you’re not.”

What an ass. “Fine.” Whatever he wanted, just as long as he took her home.

“Fine.”

She moved to get into the car, but Gabe wouldn’t let go of her elbow. “What?” she finally asked.

He narrowed his gaze at her. “I’m tired of you jerking me around, Becca.”

“I’m not jerking you around.”

He pressed his lips together, as if holding back a surge of emotion. “Just tell me why you did it.”

“Did what?”

“Kiss Lane.”

“I didn’t kiss him.”

“If I didn’t show up, you would have.”

Becca saw the frustration in his features and knew that she had to tell him the truth. Unfortunately, she wasn’t exactly sure what the truth was anymore.

She shrugged. “I don’t know why.”

He tightened his grip. “No, you
do
know. Tell me. Am I not enough for you?”

“No, it’s not that.”

A vein ticked in his jaw. “Then what?”

He was getting angrier by the minute. She had to give him some explanation, but what? “I guess…I guess I did it because he was exciting.”

“And good-looking.” He tightened his grip.

“Yes,” she said the word before she realized what she was saying. “Gabe, I didn’t mean—”

“No, you’re right. Lane is handsome and exciting. I’m not.”

“No, that’s not what—”

Gabe jerked her against the door frame of the car, cutting off her words. “I can be, though.” He leaned against her chest, pinning her between the hot metal and his long, lean frame.

It took her a few seconds to find her voice. “Can be what?”

“Exciting.” He shifted his gaze to her mouth. “When I’m done with you, you won’t even remember the name of that lifeguard.”

Tingles rippled up Becca’s spine. “Through with me?” She winced at the crack in her voice.

“Oh yes.” He leaned in close until his lips were inches away from hers. “I’ve got a lot planned for you, sweetheart.”

“You do?” She blinked as his words sunk into her brain. What the hell was he talking about, and who was this new Gabe? She kind of liked him.

He let go of her body and stepped back, leaving her dizzy and breathless.

“Get in the car, Becca.”

She opened her mouth to speak then shut it again. She stared at his intense expression and knew that he was in no mood to argue. Silently, she climbed into the back seat of the car and waited. Gabe slammed the door and loaded their things into the back of the sedan.

They had parked in the quiet end of the parking lot, far away from the other cars. A nearby tree had provided shade, so the inside wasn’t as stuffy and hot as it could have been on a hot summer day. Curiosity wound its way through her core as she watched Gabe close the back.

He took slow, measured steps as he made his way around to the driver’s side of the car. Instead of getting into the front, he opened the back door and climbed inside.

“What are you doing back here?” she asked as he closed the door.

He turned in his seat and faced her. “I’m going to make you forget that lifeguard and every other man you flirted with in my presence. By the time we leave this car, the only name you’ll remember is mine.”

Chapter Three

Becca couldn’t believe the change in Gabe. She kind of liked this new side of her boyfriend. Perhaps kissing Lane wasn’t such a bad thing after all.

“Come here.” Gabe took her wrist and pulled her close. Before she could react, he pressed his mouth to hers in a hot, possessive kiss. Her breath hitched, and her pulse raced as he placed his hand against the back of her head. He held her close and ran his tongue along the seam of her lips, coaxing her to open. She did without thinking and without reservation. He took advantage, plunging his tongue inside to duel with hers.

Becca moaned as his presence assaulted her senses. The world around her faded as his clean scent and body heat infused penetrated her awareness.

The man was relentless. He gripped her head tighter as he consumed her mouth. His commanding presence made her weak. Never before had he been so controlling.

Gabe snaked his other hand around her lap and rested it on her hip. Becca sighed and shifted her body against his. He groaned and tilted his head to deepen the kiss. If she tried to move, he’d curl his fingers into her flesh, preventing her from coming up for air.

She felt as if she was drowning, but it didn’t care. Who needed to breathe anyway? She kissed him back with all of the pent-up emotion she felt. Gabe was so intense and wild, so different from anything she had ever felt before. Becca loved every second of it.

He slipped his fingers down her hip and hooked them into her bikini bottoms. With a smooth, swift stroke, he tore them down the side of her leg, breaking the thin strap in the process. Becca gasped as he dragged his mouth away from hers and kissed her jaw and neck.

“What are you doing?” Did she really sound so breathless?

“You belong to me, Rebecca,” he murmured against her skin. “Do you understand? You’re mine.” He ran his tongue against a sensitive spot at the base of her throat. “Don’t you ever forget it.”

“Yes.”
Oh God, yes.
This is what she was missing, what she craved. The fact that Gabe knew her needs better than she did made her tremble in his arms.

Gabe eased her back against the car seat and kissed his way down her chest. “I’m going to ruin you for everyone else.” He hooked his finger under her bikini top and pulled. The thin fabric snapped as it tore off her skin. “Whenever you flirt, whenever you touch another man, you’re going to remember this moment. You’re going to remember me.” He took her nipple into his mouth. She cried out as he sucked her sensitive flesh, sending lightening bolts of pleasure through her body.

She loved this new Gabe. Becca wanted was to feel him over her, on top of her, inside her…

Becca looked down at his dirty-blond head and threaded her fingers through his hair. “Fuck, Gabe, you’re amazing.”

“You haven’t seen anything yet.” Gabe let go of her breast, grabbed her hips and yanked her body back along the length of the seat. Becca squealed as he wedged her legs apart and settled himself between them. She grasped at his swimsuit, but he drew back just out of reach. She whimpered as he straightened and looked down at her with an intense, penetrating stare.

“Don’t orgasm until I say so, understood?”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

She swallowed, hard. “Okay.”

He returned to her nipple, teasing and stroking her until the need inside to almost painful levels. She tried to grab onto something—anything. Things were going so fast.

He slid his hands along the underside of her thighs and lifted them into the air. She loved the feel of his smooth fingers against her skin. Long and thin, they could reach the deepest part of her core with little effort. It was enough to drive her wild.

He curled his fingers into her flesh, sending out sparks of pain though her system. She grabbed the top of the seat, curling her fingers into the soft leather. He kissed a hot trail down her belly as he slid his fingers around to her ass. She groaned as he cupped her cheeks and lifted her into the air.

“That’s it, baby. I want to hear you scream.”

She couldn’t scream in a parking lot. They’d be heard by the other vacationers. “Gabe—”

He spread her legs wider apart, hooking one ankle on the top of the seat and the other on his shoulder. All the while he was kissing lower and lower.

Fuck the other guests.
Gabe’s kissing was so carnal, so hungry. God, she loved it when he was rough with her.

She flung her arm back and wedged it into the door handle for balance. Becca closed her eyes and groaned as he slipped his tongue over the smooth folds of her pussy.

“You like this, don’t you?” He slid his tongue along the length of her slit. “Fuck Becca, you’re so wet.”

Becca tightened her grip on the car seat and whimpered as he delivered his sweet torture. There was nowhere to move, nowhere to go. He had trapped her with his long fingers and held her completely at his mercy. It was so amazing, unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

He groaned as he curled his fingers into her ass and lifted it higher. “I didn’t think you could taste
sweeter
. Damn it, Becca, you’re killing me.”

She opened her mouth to speak, but then he slid his tongue between her folds. Her thoughts scattered as his warm, wet tongue pressed against her sensitive skin.

“Come on, baby. Let me hear you sing.” He slipped his tongue through her moist heat, again, causing her to gasp with pleasure.

Around and around her opening he traveled, teasing her sensitive skin. She wiggled in his hands, but he held firm, preventing her from arching her back and pressing her pussy closer to his mouth. He took his time, drawing lazy circles over her skin. A sense of urgency swept through her veins, causing her to tighten her grip on the seat and door handle.

“Please, Gabe. Oh God.” Her words dissolved into a moan as he pressed his tongue against her clit.

Becca closed her eyes and arched her back as he rubbed her sensitive nubbin, using the small flicks he knew she enjoyed most.

Pressure built in her core, causing her head to swim. “Gabe.”

“That’s it, baby. Never forget who can do this to you.” He caught her gaze as he gently bit down on her clit.

Becca closed her eyes and groaned as pain and pleasure infused into her blood stream.

“Don’t come for me, baby. Not yet.”

Right.
Becca wanted to say something sarcastic, but words escaped her as he dragged his tongue down and entered her pussy. She clenched the muscles in her core, trying to draw him deeper. Damn Gabe and his teasing. Couldn’t he see how needy she was? She squirmed and bucked, but he refused to give in to her silent pleas. Warm air brushed against her, providing little relief from the heat he was generating inside her body.

Just when she didn’t think she could take any more, he shifted his hands and dipped his tongue inside her core. Becca cried out and bucked, pressing her hips closer to his mouth. He used small flicks, the in-and-out movement driving her wild. She closed her eyes and arched her back as her orgasm hovered, just out of reach.
Not yet
. She tried to hold back the tidal wave of emotion, not wanting to disappoint Gabe. The pressure kept building, building…

“Fuck Gabe, I can’t—”

“Just a little more, baby.”

“Gabe, I’m going to—”

“Not yet.” He nipped her clit again. Tears filled her eyes as her body shook with its need to release.

“Now, Becca. Come for me.” Gabe shifted and nipped her clit as he plunged two fingers deep inside her channel. Becca gasped when he pressed a sensitive spot deep inside her core, triggering her release.

She cried out his name as her orgasm ripped through her. Pleasure and light infused with her blood, fogging her mind. Gabe continued to use his fingers and tongue, stroking her, pleasing her. He worked tirelessly as wave after wave of joy flowed through her body.

When it was over, he removed his hand from her pussy and rested her hips on the car seat.

Becca opened her eyes. “That was amazing.” And it was. Never before had Gabe been this…intense. It was like she was with a new partner. How could she be so wrong about someone?

He didn’t speak as he leaned through the two front seats and opened the glove compartment.

“What are you doing?”

He closed the glove compartment and sat back down. Becca stared as he held up a condom between them.

“Now, it’s my turn.”

Gabe’s hands shook as he stripped his swimsuit to his knees. Fuck, he was so nervous. He didn’t know how it had happened, but in the few short weeks since he’d been with Becca, she’d managed to wiggle her way past his defenses and into his heart. He had never fallen so hard and fast for anyone before. During their little exchange at the car, he realized she was thinking about replacing him. In his effort to give her space to figure things out, he almost lost her. Never again.

He was going to show her that they were compatible in every way. He was going to brand her so that she’d never even consider leaving him again.

“Turn around.” His voice was low and filled with emotion. He didn’t want her to see his hands shake.

She lowered her fingers from the seat and door handle. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me.” It was just like Becca to question him. He liked that about her. She challenged him in a way he had never been challenged before.

She stared at him for a long moment and then did as she was told. Gabe bit his lower lip as she shifted on the seat and lifted her round ass into the air.
Fucking perfect.
The only thing that would make this more perfect is a certain olive-skinned lifeguard.

The image of the lifeguard, Becca and him, together and naked, made him hard all over. He fumbled with the condom wrapper. Fuck, why were these things so difficult to open?

Somehow he managed to open the package and roll it over his shaft. He rubbed his hands over Becca’s ass, causing her to groan. God, he loved her ass. He briefly considered taking her there—he had done it before—but he had neglected to bring any lubricant to the beach. The point of this was interlude in the car was not his own pleasure, but hers. He wanted to make sure she remembered who she belonged to.

Gabe slid his finger in between her ass cheeks and ran the tip around her opening. He had always made her scream in pleasure when he took her there, and he longed to do so again. He had never had a girlfriend who liked anal sex before, not like Becca. It was just one more reason why they were so compatible.

Later.
He didn’t want to take her without some sort of lubricant. If he did this right, he’d have plenty of opportunity for some anal later.

He removed his hand and chuckled at her whimper. Fuck, this woman made him harder than granite. He slid his finger down in between her thighs and through her slick folds. She shivered and groaned under his touch. His cock thickened in response.