We are anxiously awaiting the arrival of the final book in Andy and Zoey’s story by Jen Andrews! Andy and Zoey have plenty of heat and romance and we’re definitely ready for their explosive happily ever after. Enjoy a little steamy excerpt from book 2 in the series, JUST SAY YES.
After saying our goodbyes, we went home. Andy pulled through the gate at the shop and backed the trailer into the space next to the fence. I jumped out and unhooked the trailer for him so he could park his truck.
After seeing me change the tires on my car after Rob slashed them months ago, he thought it was hot when I helped with things like that. I opened the side door of the trailer, then flipped the light on inside to get the small ice chest and a few other items we had packed for our night at the drag races.
When I turned around, Andy was standing in the doorway of the trailer. He had that look on his face. Oh my. He stepped inside and pulled the door shut behind him.
“Do you know how fucking hot you looked with your skirt hiked up around your hips, strapped down in my car?” he asked as he stalked over to me.
Andy backed me up against the front of his car. I was so ready for whatever he planned on doing to me. I wrapped my arms around him as he ran his hands down the back of my thighs to lift me up onto the hood of the Camaro. He kissed me fiercely, his tongue darting into my mouth, licking and tasting.
He broke our kiss just long enough to pull my shirt off over my head. Swiftly, he unsnapped my bra and pulled it off, tossing it onto the hood of the car.
I pushed his shirt up and he pulled it the rest of the way off for me as I undid the button and zipper of his pants. I pushed his pants and boxers down over his hips to free his cock. He backed up long enough to reach up under my skirt to pull my panties off. I kicked off my sandals to put my feet on the front bumper for balance. He pushed my skirt up my hips then lifted me up and forward so my ass was at the edge of the hood.
He kissed me again before he pushed me backward so I was lying on the hood. He knelt down in front of the car, gently pushing my legs apart. Holy fuck…I am gonna enjoy the hell outta this.
As soon as my legs were far enough apart, his mouth was on me. His tongue probed inside me, then moved up to tease my clit. He groaned as he sucked my sensitive clit into his mouth and then licked his way back to my center. He slid one finger in at first, sliding in and out, before slipping a second finger inside me.
It felt like I was sliding off the car a little, so I reached up over my head and grabbed the cowl of the hood to hang on to.
He pulled away and stood back up. “Fuck, Zoey, I’d love a picture of you like this. You look so fucking beautiful up there.”
“When we’re done, I’ll let you take one.”
He groaned as he pushed his hard cock inside of me. I gasped as I lay on the hood. His hands gripped my hips as he plunged into me hard and fast. My body was burning hot, ready to ignite. I began to tighten around him as he slowed his movements. He was still thrusting hard, but slow, and I felt the car rocking on its tires from the motion of us on the hood.
His hips swiveled and he ground himself against me, sending me pummeling over the edge. My body clenched and unclenched around his cock as he ground his hips again. He thrust hard once more before he shuddered his own release.
Andy collapsed over me to rest his elbows on the hood, his forehead on my chest as he emptied himself inside me. I grazed my fingers down his back and his body twitched, oversensitive.
“Ahh…fuck, I love you,” he groaned, grinding his hips against me one last time.
Giggling at his words, I wrapped my arms around his neck and we lay there, panting and sweaty. Finally, he stood back up, pulling me with him.
“If I’d known how much fucking me on your car would turn you on, I would’ve suggested it a long time ago,” I whispered in his ear. “Where do you want me for the picture?”
“You’re really going to let me take one?” he asked in disbelief.
I chuckled, because I thought it shocked him so much that I was letting him take a naked picture of me on his car, he hadn’t even realized what I said about fucking me on it.
“Only if I can take one of you too.” I lay back and slipped my skirt off over my hips, letting it drop to the floor. “Where do you want me?”
“Right where you are. Just spin around and put your feet up on the glass,” he instructed as he pulled his cell phone out.
He posed me on the hood the way he wanted, helping me position my arms and legs in such a way that my breasts and other private parts were covered. After he snapped a few pictures he was happy with, he showed them to me.
“I can’t believe that’s me,” I said, in awe of the photos.
He took the photos from an angle so the front end of the car was in the picture, with me lying on the hood, my hair spilling over the edge, looking like I was just thoroughly fucked. Which I had been.
It was his turn for me to take a picture of him. He was wearing my favorite jeans, so I asked him to lean against the front of his car facing me, with his hands on the hood next to his hips. His jeans were unbuttoned, his chest bare, and his tattoos on full display.
All he needed to do was stand there. Andy had a gorgeous, sexy, just fucked look on his face too. I snapped one picture.
I didn’t need another.
Check out the rest of the Just Say Yes series:
The Reason (Just Say Yes #1)
Beautiful With You (Just Say Yes #3)
Running Away (Just Say Yes #4) – Jeremy’s Story