Overheated (2 page)

“Sure,” he said, making the U-turn on the empty road.

She glanced at his left hand on the steering wheel—no wedding band, and no white strip of skin that said he might have one there usually.

“So,” he said, looking at her for a just a moment before putting his attention back to the empty highway, “car just up and died on
ya
, huh?”

“Yeah.
I had a feeling that would happen—but I hoped the damn car would make it fifty more miles to Houston first.”

“What’s in Houston?”

She shrugged, though he wasn’t looking at her. Why wouldn’t he look at her? She’d caught a glimpse of chocolate-brown eyes before, and she loved chocolate.
More fate.
It’s like the Universe wants me to get laid—well, either that or I’m a little horny.
Just a bit.

“You like to keep your eyes on the road, don’t you,” she asked, butterflies suddenly flittering in her stomach.
Okay, it’s official. He is majorly hot.

“And hands at ten and two,” he agreed, pulling off the highway at the sign for the diner. The diner looked like it’d been created out of an old double-wide trailer, with large, shiny metal sides.

“Do you always follow the rules, Joe?” she asked, putting as much flirting power as she could into the words.

And now he looked at her, a slow, lopsided grin making him look seriously sexy. “Nope, can’t say as I do.”

“Good.” The butterflies started up again and she had to look away as they pulled into the parking lot.

“Welcome to Shiny Diner,” he said.

“The sign said it’s called Elaine’s Diner,” she corrected.

He hopped out of the truck and came around to her side, opening the door with such nonchalance Katie almost forgot that guys never did that sort of thing anymore.

“No one calls it that except the tourists,” he said, offering her a very large, calloused hand to hold as she stepped off the running board.

She took his hand, reveling in the warmth and strength of his grasp. And damn, he was tall. She barely came up to his huge shoulders. Looking up into his face, she smiled.

“Thanks,” she said. If only he didn’t help her keep her balance so well, so she’d have the opportunity to fall against his muscular chest.

Eh, why not? You only live once.
And this was a moment she refused to pass up.

Katie stumbled over her own feet, crashing on Joe, who took a step forward, wrapping his arms around her to keep her upright.

“Whoa there,” he said, sounding like he wanted to calm a frightened horse.

Oh, this is nice.
She pressed her body against his, crushing her breasts against his tall frame, willing him to kiss her right there in the parking lot of Shiny Diner.

Tilting her head up toward his, she smiled innocently. “Sorry.”

“No problem,” he said, his arms still wrapped around her waist. Tension like an electrical current flowed between them, so strong she could feel the magnetic pull of his body drawing her in even closer. He gave her a look as if he wondered what her intentions were and Katie smiled in a way she hoped left no doubt in his mind.

“Maybe I could…thank you properly?” She gestured with her head toward the unisex bathroom on the side of the diner. Joe looked completely taken aback.
Oh god, that was too bold. He must think I’m crazy.
Maybe she should pretend she’d been kidding around.

“Are you serious?” he asked. That cute lopsided smile broke out across his face again.

She shifted her weight, pressing her hips against his bulge, keeping his arms tight around her waist. “Do you want me to be?”

“Oh, hell yes,” he laughed, leaning down and kissing her hard, the stubble on his handsome face chafing her cheek deliciously. Suddenly he stopped. “Please, please don’t take this the wrong way…but you’re not a, um, lady of the, um…”

Katie laughed.
“Nope, not a hooker.
And I just happened to have this,” she said, brandishing a condom from her purse.

Joe raised his eyebrows and grinned, plucking it out of her fingers. She took his hand and pulled him toward the bathroom.

“What about your car?” he asked.

 
“It’ll still be there in a couple minutes.”

He slipped into the bathroom behind her and she closed the door, bolting it. “I might need more than a couple minutes,” he said, lifting his shirt up over his head.

Oh. My.
God.

His muscular chest and hard, rippling six-pack abs led to a tapered waist and tanned skin that disappeared into his jeans. Katie licked her lips and pulled her tank top off, revealing her sweat-soaked bra, which she removed with one hand, enjoying the feel of air on her breasts.

Joe dropped to his knees before her, obviously not minding that the floor of the public restroom had seen better days. He pressed a hot, wet kiss against her bare breast, licking the sweat from her belly. His tongue slid across her skin, as if her were
tasting
her. She moaned in anticipation when he nibbled gently on the underside of her breast, his stubble scratching and waking up her nerve endings.

“I’m unsure how I got so lucky,” he murmured, taking her nipple into his mouth. “Do you usually hook up with strangers?”

She threw her head back, gasping as he
sucked,
her nipples hardening into tight peaks. “Yup,” she lied, enjoying his tongue on her body. “Whenever I’m horny and meet an insanely hot guy. Like today.”

Joe laughed. “I should go buy a lottery ticket after this,” he said, running his hand up her thigh, pushing his fingers under the frayed hem of her denim cut-offs. His fingers were so long they grazed her panties, pressing against her labia.

Katie squirmed against his fingers, trying to get him to touch her clit, but his hand stayed just shy of where she needed it to be. Having him touch her down there, so close but still not penetrating, still not rubbing…she needed more. He kissed her thigh, running one hand across her hips and squeezing her ass through her shorts, the other hand still tucked under her hem and torturing her pussy with its useless proximity. She wiggled again, hoping for the satisfaction of those fingers finding their place inside her.

“Joe, strip me down, I need you,” she said, fumbling with her button-fly. She didn’t have to ask twice. He tugged her shorts down around her ankles so fast she felt breathless. Her panties soaked with a mixture of sweat and arousal, the scent lingering in the air.

“Fuck yeah, you smell like sex,” he growled, latching his mouth onto her pussy right over her panties.
Oh yes, finally.
He pushed the material aside, running his tongue over her slick folds. She gasped as he found her swollen clit and sucked it full into his mouth.

With slow, long strokes, Joe licked her pussy until she couldn’t breathe, couldn’t handle even a second more, but at the same time she never wanted him to stop. If he could lick her clit all day long, she’d be up for it.

It was so nice to be able to focus completely on
her own
pleasure without feeling embarrassed or guilty.
Benefits of stranger-fucking
, she thought, but then all thoughts left her mind as her climax built within her.

“Faster,” she gasped, and he complied, building a rhythm with his tongue, his scratchy face rubbing against her inner thigh.

Katie ran her hands over his broad shoulders, pressing her ass against the cold porcelain sink. A wave of pleasure washed over her and she snapped her head forward to her chest as she
came
hard, covering Joe’s talented mouth with her juices.

“Fuck me, stranger,” she whispered.

Grinning, he stared directly in her eyes as he ripped her panties completely off, the flimsy fabric sliding off her skin with a loud tearing sound. She gasped in surprise and he tucked the soaked panties into his pocket.

“I’m keeping these.”

He unzipped his jeans, his cock hard,
the
tip glistening with pre-cum. He tore the condom wrapper open with his teeth and quickly sheathed himself.

Joe placed his hands under her ass, squeezing her flesh as he lifted her up onto the cold white sink.

“Damn girl, you’re hot,” he said, thrusting into her with one hard deep stroke.

She groaned in delight, her pussy clamping down on his hard cock,
gyrating
her hips against him. He fucked her so hard she could feel herself back on the edge of climax, her muscles contracting, drawing his length even deeper inside her wet cunt.

His hand tangled in her hair as they rocked frantically, his mouth finding hers, his tongue invading her mouth, overwhelming her senses. Moaning, she raked her fingernails down his back, urging him on even faster.

“You
wanna
come again?” he asked, dropping his hand between their sweaty bodies. He flicked her clit, rubbing it in tortuous circles that had her panting.

Her orgasm hit her hard, her pussy clenching around his cock.

“Baby,” he said, pulling out, “I could make you come all day. I’ll make you forget all about your broken-down car.”

She laughed—she already had forgotten about it. “Wait,” she said, staring at his still-hard cock. “You haven’t come yet.”

“I told you I’d need more than a couple minutes.” He grinned and lifted her up, taking the opportunity to squeeze her ass again as he set her feet back on the dirty tile floor. “Turn around, baby, and bend over the sink for me.”

Katie laughed nervously. Why should she be nervous? She’d already fucked him, what was a change in position? She leaned over the sink and looked back over her shoulder at her cowboy. His muscles gleamed with sweat, and only then did she realize that the tiny bathroom wasn’t air-conditioned. The only breeze came from a small, cracked window pane above the toilet.

“Look at this ass,” he said appreciatively, running his hands along her butt cheeks.

Her pulse raced. Was he going to spank her? She was certainly in the right position for it, leaning over the sink like that, with his hands caressing her ass. She’d never been spanked before, although the idea definitely turned her on.

If only she could tell Joe to spank her, just a little, so she could see what all the fuss was about.
Actually, why not?
It’s not like she’d ever see him again. Not like it mattered if he thought she was weird for asking. Hell, he probably thought she was weird for screwing him in the first place.

“Will you…spank me?” she asked hesitantly.
Then, “Not hard.
Just…
nevermind
.”

Joe laughed and raised his hand. “Oh, so you deserve a spanking, do you?”

She looked over her shoulder at him and smiled. His cock was still rock hard. “Maybe,” she said coyly.

He slapped her ass lightly, with just a touch of sting to it. She laughed in surprise. He’d actually done it!

“I think you definitely need to be spanked,” he said, giving her another smack.
“For being a naughty girl and fucking a stranger in the bathroom of a diner on the side of a highway.”

He spanked her ass again, this time with a bit more sting to it. She felt her ass cheeks become warm, and she imagined they had turned rosy under his hand.

“God you are so hot,” he murmured. “I need to fuck you again.”

Yes,
she thought.
Fuck me.
She thought the words so clearly in her head she didn’t realize she hasn’t spoken aloud until he leaned in close to her ear and whispered.