“I wanted it to happen, Corbin.”
He groaned and leaned in to claim her mouth, but she managed to push him away. While she wasn’t sure why she had done that, she realized it had been a mistake. They were only a few inches apart, but as they looked into each other’s eyes, breathing heavily, she felt the electricity bounce between them, and she knew her need for him was stronger than any desire to talk this out.
Maybe she was weak, but right now, she didn’t care.
Curling her fingers harder against his chest, she tugged on his shirt, pulling him that inch closer again. She was the one to take control of the kiss, but that only lasted for a second before the alpha in Corbin rose and started mouth-fucking her, sliding his tongue along hers and groaning like some wild animal.
He turned them and pressed her up against his truck. The hard, cold metal was unforgiving but still made her arousal burn brighter, soar higher.
“I want you so much, Izabella. I don’t care that this is crossing some invisible fucking line.”
He wanted her, and this wasn’t some one-night stand they’d shared. She knew this was more, felt it deep in her heart.
“I want you, too, Corbin. I don’t want to hide this.”
He groaned and kissed her harder. “We have to talk about this, but right now, I need you.”
She nodded in wholehearted agreement.
“Are you wet for me, baby?” She moaned at the words he spoke.
“Yes,” she whispered, not about to lie to him.
“You want me to fuck you, to shove my big dick inside your tight, soaked pussy?”
She gasped. He pulled away a few inches, and she glanced around. They were standing in the middle of the driveway, where anyone could see them.
But that fact was exhilarating, exciting, and had her anxious for more with Corbin.
16
“Come on, baby,” Corbin said, moving back from Izabella but taking her hand and leading her to the passenger side door of his truck. He could have just taken her into his house or hers, but fuck, he wanted her now, and doing it out here, albeit in his truck, where anyone passing by could see, turned him on even more.
“What are you doing?” she asked, sounding confused.
“Trust me.” He opened the passenger side door, and she climbed in. For a second, he looked at her ass, all up in his face as she climbed inside. Because he couldn’t help himself, he reached out and spanked the big, fleshy globe.
Her pants weren’t a deterrent because he knew every part of her intimately. He knew exactly what she looked like naked, wet, and coming because of him. She made a sound in the back of her throat, a pleasure-filled one, and he grinned.
Once she was in the seat, he walked around the front of the truck, got in, and turned and looked at her.
“Corbin?” She said his name softly but was breathing heavily, her arousal still obviously at the forefront. With the muted yellow glow from the lights on either side of the garage door coming through the windshield, he could see her pupils were dilated and tell she wanted this as well.
Reaching up, he cupped her cheek, rubbing his thumb across her bottom lip. He wanted to kiss her, to have her luscious mouth on his cock. Her breaths became shallow, quick, and as the seconds passed, he grew more inflamed. They stayed silent, just looking at each other. And then he couldn’t stop himself any longer.
He leaned in and brushed his lips against hers, knowing he couldn’t be soft and gentle, which was what she deserved. When it came to her, he was a maniac, the desire inside him like some kind of primitive beast.
The kiss turned into something stronger and more violent in nature. It was hot as hell.
“You taste so damn good, baby.”
Izabella tilted her head, and he fucked her mouth harder. Corbin speared his hands in her hair, caressing her scalp as their tongues stroked along each other. He took control and showed her with his lips and tongue exactly how much he wanted her.
Soon, he’d have his cock in that sweet pussy of hers, and there would be no going back. Ever.
She made little mewling noises, the sound spearing straight to his cock, making the fucker jerk and get even harder.
“Straddle me, Izabella. Get on top of me so I can fuck you.”
Hearing her moan had the tip of his dick getting wet with pre-cum.
She started to shift, and soon she was on top of him, her legs spread, her jean-covered cunt right on his cock. She ground her pussy on his erection while she pressed her breasts into his chest, their kiss never-ending.
“You want this, me?” he asked between kisses.
She nodded.
“Then fucking tell me.”
“I want you, Corbin. I need you.” She breathed those words against his mouth.