a foot massage in mind. But as he rubbed his thumbs into the arch of her foot, she was surprised at how sensual the caress was—especially when he set her foot between his legs and slid his hands up her calf.
Her foot rested in a very intimate spot, and every time he moved, it rubbed against his growing erection. Lily had never considered the sole of her foot to be an erogenous zone, but as his hands traveled upward to her knees and then her thighs, she knew she’d be learning a few things about seduction from Brian Quinn.
Lily wondered where they’d stop—or whether they’d stop at all. Since she couldn’t see what he was doing beneath her dress, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of his warm palms on her skin. And when he moved to her inner thighs, she held her breath. “Look at that,” he murmured.
Lily opened her eyes.
“Park Street Church,” he said, nodding toward the window. “The tall steeple just over there. And the Boston Athenaeum and the Old Granary Burying Ground. Lots of famous Revolutionary War soldiers are buried there.” His hand slid a bit higher and Lily sucked in a sharp breath. “Including Paul Revere.” And then he was moving again, running his fingers up and over her hips. He caught the lace of her panties with his fingers and slowly began to tug them down. Lily shifted and they slipped to her knees and then off her feet.
Brian held them up and examined the lacy scrap of lingerie. “I love black underwear.”
Lily leaned forward, but her skirts once again billowed up between them. She shoved the fabric down, then knelt in front of him. Though he’d lost his jacket and tie, his shirt was still buttoned to the neck. With nimble fingers, Lily reached out and began to work on the studs.
When she’d brushed the shirt aside, she smoothed her hands over his chest, hard and muscular. Then she leaned forward and pressed her lips to the soft dusting of hair beneath his collarbone. Working her way down, she kissed a trail to his belly. But when she let her fingers drop to his trousers, Brian grabbed her hands and drew them away.
“Are you sure about this, Lily?”
She smiled. He didn’t have to be such a gentleman, but Lily was glad that he made the attempt. “There’s nothing wrong with two…” She moved back to his trousers. “Consenting adults…” She worked the button open. “Engaging in mutually satisfying…” She slowly drew the zipper down. “Sex.”
Most guys had probably dreamed about hearing those very words. And Lily had never expected that she might be the one to say them. But she’d had enough of “relationships.” What was wrong with taking pleasure where she found it? She’d always wanted to make more out of a simple sexual attraction and that had only led to disappointment.
Lily knew Brian Quinn wouldn’t disappoint her. Not tonight. And after tonight, she wouldn’t give him a chance. They’d go their separate ways and be satisfied with the pleasure they’d taken in each other. “Haven’t you ever just been swept away by the moment?” she asked.
“Yeah,” he said with a smile. “I think that’s happening right now.”
He reached around her back and pulled on the zipper of her gown. When it gaped in front, Brian drew Lily up onto his lap, settling her knees on either side of his legs. She groaned as he unhooked her strapless bra and tossed it aside.
He reached up and shut off the light, the sights of Boston now illuminating the tinted windows of the limo and their tempting seduction. Brian slowly explored her body with his hands and his lips. Every so often, he’d brush aside clothes to get to naked skin, but both of them still remained half-dressed, their clothes providing an effective barrier to complete surrender.
Lily wrapped her arms around his neck as he slipped his hands beneath her skirts. He’d done away with her underwear and now she was naked beneath the gown, the fabric shifting over her skin as she moved. He drew her down, settling her on his lap, but his boxers still stood between them and pure contact.
She reached between them and tugged at the silk, but Brian whispered for her to stop. He searched the car for his jacket at the same time she looked for her purse. Lily found a condom first and handed it to him. He smiled gratefully. “For a minute there I was afraid we’d have to stop at a drugstore.”
Lily pushed up, anticipating the feel of him slipping inside of her. Then she slowly lowered herself on top of him, his hard shaft probing at her damp core. Brian moaned softly, his hands sliding up beneath her skirt to her hips. He held her fast, controlling her movement until he was completely buried inside of her.
She’d only met him a few hours ago and now, they were making love in the back of a limo. Just the thought of it made her shiver with desire. This was what it was all about, basic lust, the need to be with a man, to feel him move inside of her and to reach her release.
But as they moved, Lily couldn’t help but believe there was something more to this spontaneous intimacy. Maybe she had fallen a little in love with Brian over the course of the evening. He was sweet and funny and sexy and he’d swept her off her feet. She couldn’t have chosen a more perfect man for this little adventure.
Lily ran her hands over his face. He opened his eyes and looked up at her. Their gazes locked as he began to increase their rhythm. She watched his reactions as his hands controlled her, the pleasure that suffused his features, first easy and then intense. He drew her up and down on top of him but then stopped suddenly. Without warning, he held on to her waist and gently laid her back onto the seat. Her skirt billowed up around her face and he fought through it until he could kiss her.
He was so gentle with her, yet so determined, and when he slipped his hand between them and touched her, Lily knew that he be wouldn’t satisfied with simply taking his own pleasure. He began to move again as he caressed her. A tremor shot through her at his touch and she felt her need increase, tightening in her belly.
Lily closed her eyes and focused on that feeling, on the sweet sensations that raced through her limbs to the tips of her fingers and toes. Every thought dissolved in her head and she could only feel, aching for her release. She arched up, meeting his every thrust, daring him to take everything she offered.
His name slipped from her lips, not once, but twice and then again, a plea to give her more.
“Come with me,” he murmured, his mouth hot on hers. “Come with me, now.”
And then, as if his invitation was all she was waiting for, Lily felt her body explode in a soul-shattering orgasm. She cried out, but he’d already found his own release, driving into her one last time and then allowing the spasms to shake his body.
He collapsed on top of her, then rolled off to the side, grasping her waist to pull her tightly against him. For a long time, he didn’t speak and Lily listened to his breathing, harsh and quick at first, then slowing.
“Are you all right?” she asked.
“I can’t believe we just did that. I’ve never…well, I’ve just never done that.”
Lily smiled hesitantly. “I find that a little hard to believe.”
“Believe it,” Brian said, nuzzling her neck. “That was pretty incredible. You were…wow.”
She furrowed her fingers through his hair and kissed him, lingering for a long time. Lily had never felt so completely satisfied and given the choice, she’d have spent the next week making love to Brian Quinn in the back seat of the limo. But she’d made a promise
