Making Out in the Car (I)

Richard deepened the kiss by pressing her body to his. Slowly, he released her lower lips and met her gaze briefly.

“I wish I could have every fibre of you right now,” he confessed in a breathy tone.

A small smile tugged at the corner of Bella’s lips as she rested her face on the crook of his neck, letting her hot breath fan his neck.

“It’s cold out here,” she reminded.

“My bad,” Richard confessed. “I forgot to turn on the heater.” Right as he said that, he released her from his embrace to turn the heater in the car.

Winter was truly not the best season to pounce around without warmth and he had totally neglected that with his need for her clouding his senses.

Returning to his initial position in the back seat, he gathered he in his arms as his fingers found the hook of her bra to undo it. But at the dying minute, Bella clutched his arms, stopping him.

“You won’t let me see them?” he asked with a hint of teasing in his gaze. She shook her head in denial. “Not today.”

Richard’s