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  Grace’s cell rang in her jacket and she answered the call from her very concerned roommate. Jack smirked at her from across the table and drew circles on her palm while she tried to explain to Jessie that she’d simply forgotten to mention that she was leaving the game with a guy she’d just met. She was getting the third degree from Jessie and Jack was enjoying the show. She told Jessie yes, he was very handsome. No, he didn’t look like a serial killer. Yes, she liked him, and no she hadn’t told him that yet because they just met. Jack looked smug as he listened. The jerk was too cute as he preened under her praise on the other side of the table.

  Jack paid the bill and took her hand again on the way to his car. Grace had never been much for public displays of affection, but watching others eye Jack and look at her with envy made something that felt suspiciously like pride spread through her. Grace had to remind herself that he wasn’t hers, but damn if she didn’t want him to be.

  The ride home was suddenly awkward. For the first time she thought Jack might be nervous. He was casting her sideways glances and fiddling with the radio. Grace had the feeling he had something to say but he couldn’t quite get it out. He seemed to be squirming in his seat. She decided to let him work it out instead of prodding him to find out what had turned his mood.

  When he came around to open her door Grace was sad to see the evening come to an end. She climbed out and he shut the door but he didn’t let her get far. Grace found herself wedged between Jack’s car and his solid body. He stared at her mouth for a moment and then his hands were in her hair. He kissed her gently at first, like a swimmer dipping his toe in the water to check the temperature. Their mouths came together softly, over and over as he brushed his way from one corner of her mouth to the other. It felt as if he were testing her somehow, waiting for something before he pushed her further. It was achingly sweet but Grace needed more. There was a fire building in her belly and she needed Jack to fan the flames.

  Grace took over the kiss, no longer willing to let Jack lead. She dug her hand into his thick waves and pulled him closer. She bit his lower lip and a little growl escaped her when his eyes widened and his lips parted in surprise. She stroked inside once and tasted his flavor. Then Jack was the one growling. He nipped her back and the kiss detonated. Lips melded, tongues twisted, hands searched for purchase and Grace forgot where she was for a while. The proof of Jack’s arousal was pressed into her belly and Grace wanted to get closer. One of her legs wrapped itself around his hip and she pressed the ache between her legs tight against Jack’s solid length.

  “Fuck!” he swore and lifted her other leg so he was holding her up and grinding his hard cock over her clit. Pleasure streaked through her veins and she moaned into his mouth. Grace wished the fabric between them would melt away and as hot as she was for him at the moment she thought her clothes might just catch fire. Jack nibbled his way up her jaw and whispered to her, “I want you, Grace. Right now, I wanna fuck you hard against this car. I want to make you come all over me.” He circled his hips, making a hot jolt of pleasure flood her body. Shit! If he kept that up she’d come for sure. Grace blushed. His filthy mouth was so sexy. Knowing what he wanted to do to her was a turn on.

  Grace remembered where she was then and peeked around to see if they had an audience. It was late and the parking lot was full but she didn’t see anyone wandering around. Parked where they were between other cars at the end of the lot and facing the woods it wasn’t likely anyone would drive by them. Could she do it? Could she let this virtual stranger fuck her against his car? Was he really a stranger now? Grace’s brain said yes and her heart said she knew him well. She wanted him now and he wanted her. Her heart sped up and the need to get closer to Jack galvanized her.

  “Yes, I want you, Jack, right now.” She admitted a bit shyly and Jack’s attentions to her neck and earlobe stilled. Had she shocked him? She wasn’t sure if she should be proud or ashamed of herself. Grace had never done this before. She’d never had sex outside of a bed and she’d never done it on the first date. Not ever! She’d never had a one-night stand either. In her mind this would be the first of many nights they’d spend together. The thought that he might not feel the same way crept into her mind but she batted it away. She already knew Jack could hurt her, but she wanted this experience. She wanted him.

  Grace pulled Jack’s mouth back to hers and demanded entry. She nipped and sucked until he opened up and let her in. Her hand wriggled down between them to unfasten his jeans just enough to get her hand inside. She smiled against his mouth when she found no underwear to impede her progress. Grace took his thick cock in hand and gave it a few long slow tugs from root to tip.

  “Oh fuck, Grace!” Jack pulled away from the kiss to lift her body up against him but she refused to release her prize. Jack looked around the immediate area. The nearest street light was a few cars down. They weren’t directly in the light but they weren’t hidden either. His hot eyes burned into her while he walked around to the front of the car.

  “You want this dick?” he asked. “I had no idea you were such a dirty girl, Grace. Never let it be said I let a lady down.”

  He set her on the hood of the car and pushed her back until she was forced to release his cock and she rested with her elbows behind her. Then he proceeded to pull off her shoes and yank down her pants, dropping them to the ground. He examined her sheer black thong and tsked. “Now why would a sweet little bean counter like you need panties like these, Grace? I think you may have some secrets for me to explore.”

  Jack didn’t remove her panties yet. He leaned over her on the car to reclaim her mouth and slid his long fingers into her thong to brush her already wet lips. He hummed into her mouth and strummed her clit a few times. She was already so worked up that she would not last if he kept doing that. She wriggled beneath him, trying to get what she wanted. He chuckled and gave it to her, sliding two fingers into the depths of her body. Fuck, yes! That was good!

  Jack circled his fingers and twisted them inside her until he hit a spot that made her jerk in his arms. Oh damn. She was definitely about to come. He changed the angle of his hand and stretched his thumb up to press down on her clit while he struck that perfect spot again and again with his fingers. Everything inside of Grace locked up. Her pussy clenched down on his fingers and he purred, “Fuck yeah, come for me Grace. I want you to soak my fucking hand.” And she did. Jack swallowed her scream as the waves of release ripped through her body. The tension left her body and she melted into the hood of the car for a moment. Jack slid her down farther to the edge of the hood and fumbled with his pants. She heard the familiar sound of a condom wrapper and she lifted her head in time to see him cover his cock.

  Jack held her eyes while he positioned himself at the mouth of her pussy. They watched each other when he entered her with one long, steady push. She was wet enough to take him easily and Jack held her hips steady. He stayed like that, buried deep inside her for a few beats of her heart. The sensation of being filled had her ready to blow again. Jack’s lips parted and he panted. When he clenched his jaw, an amused light filled his eyes.

  “I can’t believe I’m fucking you on the hood of my car.” He slid out and slowly pushed back in. “I’m going to think of you every time I see this car now. How am I supposed to drive without getting a hard-on?” Grace couldn’t hold back her breathy giggle.

  There was no talking after that. Jack lifted her hips up off the hood. She supported her upper body with her forearms while Jack held her aloft and set a steady rhythm. He pounded into her with long and hard strokes. His grip on her hips would leave marks but she didn’t mind. Jack had her pelvis tilted just right so that he was striking her g-spot with every thrust. He would unravel her again in no time.

  “Grace, you feel so fucking good. You’re so wet for me. I need you to come now, baby. Come for me. I want to feel you.” He demanded, and with a twist of his hips and another hard thrust of his cock she burst. The orgasm went on and on as he twisted and thrust again
and again.

  Jack lowered her hips and wrapped his hand around the back of her neck. He lifted her head and pulled her body flush against him. Her legs wrapped around his hips and she held on tight. Jack was reaching for his own release now and the unsteady pumping of his hips told her he was very close. His pelvis brushed against her clit in this position, the heated length of his cock stroking overly sensitive nerves that were still humming from two climaxes. Grace was overwhelmed when another orgasm roared up on her out of nowhere. Her pussy fluttered and gripped his cock and Jack cursed. She bit down on his shoulder to keep from screaming as she came and the nip seemed to push Jack over the edge. His movements became wild and he clutched her tighter, fisting her hair and grinding into her body. He buried himself deep and stilled as he came with a long pained sounding groan.

  They sat like that wrapped in each other’s arms and panting from the hard ride for a time. Jack began to chuckle against her neck and Grace laughed along with him. Now that the heat of the moment had passed the madness of what they’d done, what they were still doing began to sink in. It was crazy! It was completely out of character for Grace. And it was the best sex of her life. Even if they had an audience out there somewhere Grace wouldn’t trade this experience with Jack for a bed in a five star hotel. Their first time was perfect, even if she was still mostly dressed. Jack pulled out of Grace’s body and adjusted her thong. She laughed again. He hadn’t even taken off her panties. They were just pushed to the side in the heat of passion. Jack was smiling too when he handed her the pants he had managed to get off her and went about putting himself back together.

  Feeling like a guilty but unrepentant sinner, she took Jack’s hand and they walked to her dorm. When they entered the lobby several people waved to her and several pairs of eyebrows rose at the sight of the man at the end of her arm. Grace really hoped he would ask to come inside for a while, maybe even stay the night. Jessie was staying with her boyfriend, so she wouldn’t be back tonight.

  Grace was fiddling with her keys and leaning against the door. Jack moved in close and stroked her cheek. “Do you forgive me for that bean counting shit earlier? It was a bad way to start a friendship.”

  He’d said friendship, not relationship. Her heart plummeted but she smiled through it. “It’s already forgotten. Don’t you worry your pretty head about it.”

  She tried to joke and reached up to touch his face the way he was stroking hers. He was close, his caress too intimate to be coming from a friend. What they’d just done on his car didn’t feel friendly to her, but what did she expect? She’d given him the green light within a few hours of them meeting. Suddenly she was feeling nauseous. Fuck! She didn’t want to be his friend!

  “I . . . I need to tell you something. I like you, Gracie.” There it was. He said he liked her. And he called her Gracie as he had when he’d upset her at the diner earlier. It’s as if the don’t-be-mad-at me nickname used to soften a blow. She hated it. Grace looked down at the keys in her hands. She didn’t need to look into his eyes when he blew her off.

  “I like you a lot actually. What we just shared, well that was fucking amazing. So I want you to hear this from me.” Jack ran his fingers down her arm and took her hand, linking their fingers. He hesitated then, rubbing his thumb over the pulse point at her wrist. Her heart was pounding. Christ, what was the big secret? Did he have a girlfriend? Shit! Why didn’t she ask that question earlier? Look at the man! Of course he has a girlfriend!

  “Can we step inside?” he asked. “I’d like a little privacy.” Grace blinked rapidly and turned to unlock the door. Jack was so close to her back his breath was teasing the hair at the nape of her neck. This wasn’t how she’d envisioned inviting her into him room. There was an air of impending doom. Once inside she offered him a seat at her desk but he declined, so she sat there instead while she waited for the other shoe to drop.

  It was insane that a man she’d only met tonight had her guts in knots. She tried to remind herself that he was a stranger and whatever he had to say shouldn’t matter this much. But from the moment he’d taken her hand, Grace had felt like they would be connected forever. She never would have had sex with him if her heart hadn’t been so sure he was special.

  He went to one knee in front of her so they were eye to eye and rested a hand on her knee. “I’m hoping you can be open-minded.”

  “Just tell me, Jack.” She laid her hand over his on her knee.

  “I’m bi,” he admitted. The statement fell heavily between them like stone.

  Wait. What? Her mind struggled to absorb those two little words. He couldn’t mean what she thought he meant. The man before her gave no hint of being anything other than a lady’s man. He was masculine in every way. She’d just received a firsthand demonstration of exactly how masculine he could be. Grace instantly felt horrible for stereotyping. It was wrong in the extreme. Still she just couldn’t imagine Jack with another man.

  So she asked, “By what?”

  “I’m bi-sexual, Grace. I tend to prefer men, honestly.”

  He was quiet for a moment while that sunk in. She couldn’t respond at first. What could she say? She wasn’t sure what was happening. Did he want her or not? Could she handle a relationship with a bi-sexual man? The idea swam around her brain a few times.

  “Say something.” He looked anxious. “I don’t know what it is about you, Gracie, but I want you. I’ve never had a problem announcing my sexual orientation before. Fuck! It’s like I don’t want to disappoint you or something. Can you deal with this?”

  She cleared her throat. “To be clear, are you talking about starting a relationship here? A relationship between you and me, or were you just looking to scratch an itch? I can deal with you being bi-sexual.” At that he took a deep breath, looking relieved. She continued. “I’m heterosexual. I only like men, but I don’t run around sleeping with every man I find.” She blushed. “You wouldn’t know that by my behavior tonight. I’m hetero and I’m also monogamous. I might have slept with you but I’m also not seeing anyone at the moment. I don’t share.”

  She knew then, when she started to imagine them as a couple, even after he’d shocked her with his news that she could deal with his sexual orientation. As long as he was faithful as she would be. She took a deep breath before asking the question that was burning a hole in her throat.

  “Are you seeing anyone now?”

  He paled and nodded, “I’m dating a few people but no one exclusively. I’ve never been exclusive with anyone. Ever.” She took that in. This wasn’t looking good for her. She yanked all of her scattered thoughts back into line.

  “If you’re suggesting a one on one relationship then we can talk about this. But if you’re looking for random sex whenever a female strikes your fancy, then I’m not interested.”

  Jacks eyes widened. “I’ve never . . . you know, been in a relationship with a woman. I’ve fucked women.” The crudeness of his honest thoughts on the women he’d slept with shocked her and it must have shown on her face. She was just another fuck. Outside he’d said, “I wanna fuck you hard against this car.” And she had agreed.

  “Shit, I’m making a mess of this. I don’t know what I want. I’ve never considered an exclusive relationship with anyone, because I knew I couldn’t be faithful. I don’t know if any single woman or man could satisfy me at this point in my life.”

  “Then what the fuck was that outside?” She was losing her temper but it really wasn’t him she was angry with. Grace was furious with herself for being such an idiot. “You seemed pretty satisfied to me. I don’t really know what to think here, Jack. Why did you bother coming in to tell me this?” She stood up and walked to the window. Looking at him was making her chest ache. Why did she have to do this head-over-heels shit now, with him? “What do you want if not a relationship?”

  “I just told you I don’t know what I want! All I know is I met this awesome lady tonight, okay? She’s smart and funny. She’s so damn sexy I couldn’t keep my hands
to myself. I wanted to tell you in the car. But I just couldn’t get it out.”

  Now she knew what his strange behavior had been about. “I figured none of it mattered if we didn’t have serious chemistry. So I kissed you to see what would happen. I was testing my own reaction to your sweetness, I guess. I’m not used to the timid brainy type.” She stiffened. “I didn’t mean that in a bad way. I’m just saying you’re not my usual type, that’s all. Then you fucking took over and I lost it! I’m used to being the aggressor. I’m always in control, Grace, always. I set the pace in my bed. But you grabbed me by the hair and took what you needed. It was so fucking hot. I needed you. I just . . . I needed you.”

  Jack wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her neck. “I’m sorry, okay? I haven’t reacted to anyone that way, male or female in a long time, maybe not ever. But I know I’m not ready for a one on one relationship. Not yet, anyway.”

  Grace turned in his arms and hugged him back. This could go no further and it hurt far more than it should.

  “That really sucks. Because it sounds like you can’t give me what I need either.” He looked into her eyes and saw the truth of her statement. He wasn’t ready for a monogamous relationship. She had to give him credit for putting it out there right up front, but she couldn’t be his go-to girlfriend when the need for female companionship struck him.

  Grace released Jack. She went to the door and held it open for him. She needed him to leave before she started to cry. This was only one night out of her life and one awesome guy that couldn’t be hers. She would get over it. But he had to go now. Jack dragged his feet a bit as he crossed the threshold and started down the hall.