I want more, but I’ll greedily take what she has to offer for now and hope she finds what she’s looking for fast because I already have.
Her.
I shut down my heart and focus on what she’s willing to do. I won’t push her for more, not when I can give her what she wants.
I cup her jawline firmly and drop my voice down, letting the gravel wash over her and giving her the filthy words I know turn her on. “You want me to fuck you, baby? Kiss you . . .” I press my lips to hers. “Suck your tits . . .” I let one hand drop to squeeze her breast, my thumb stroking over the hard nipple I can feel through her dress. “Lick that clit . . . and stretch your tight little pussy with my cock? That what you want?”
I buck beneath her, letting her feel the already hard ridge of my cock against her molten core.
The air has gone steamy between us, the cool of the evening licking along our skin, and Allyson moans. Somewhere in the long syllable, I hear her yes, but I need to be clear.
“Look at me, Al.” She blinks slowly, fighting through a haze of desire to focus. “Are you sure? I need you to be one hundred percent certain because I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop with how badly I want you. Fuck, I want inside your sexy body, that sweet pussy.” I’m growling, but I can’t help it. “Be sure, Allyson.”
It’s almost a beg, for her body, for her heart.
She surprises the absolute hell out of me, doing something that once upon a time I wouldn’t have given a second thought, but I know how out-of-character it is for her now. She pulls her dress right over her head, baring herself to me in only a lacy blue bra and panty set.
“Fuck. Me.”
She might not’ve planned for this to happen tonight, and I would’ve gladly looked my fill of her in granny panties and a plain bra, but like this? She’s absolutely stunning. Breathtaking.
While I’ve been gobsmacked, she’s been unhesitatingly working at the buttons of my shirt, letting me know that she’s not having any second thoughts. Once she gets it open, I pull it off and yank her to me.
Her skin feels like silk against mine. I grip her hair, feeling the strands weave through my fingers as I direct her head back, exposing her neck. I lay a long line of wet kisses down the curve, tasting her racing pulse.
I murmur against her, “Take your bra off. Show me.”
I might have let her be in charge of getting us here, but now, this is my show. It’s the way we’ve always liked it. I’m bossy and foul-mouthed, and she gets off on it, knowing that I’m watching her every nuanced reaction to guide us somewhere amazing.
She reaches back, making quick work of the hooks, and then shrugs the lacy scrap off. I hold her ribs, arching her back and pressing her nipples toward my mouth. They’re pearled up in need and probably from the chill a bit too, but I warm them up quickly. I suckle at her hard, drawing her deep into my mouth and then letting go with a pop to swirl my tongue in circles. She cries out, her hand going to her mouth to muffle the echoing sound.
“Nuh-uh, you don’t have to be quiet out here. It’s just us. Nobody around for miles. Let the night hear what I’m doing to you, how good it feels. Let me hear you.” She whimpers but lets her hand fall. “Good girl.”
I lick along her sternum, teasing the sensitive skin between her tits as our hands explore each other. Her nails score along my skin, and I want her to mark me, show me how far gone she is.
“Stand up,” I tell her, helping her to stand on the egg crate cushion beneath us. I reach up and slide the pretty blue panties down her legs as she lifts one foot, then the other to help me. Once she’s nude, I guide her to step closer to me as I scoot down, leaning back against the cab of the truck. “Come here.”
I look up at her, making sure she’s still with me. Her mouth is open, small pants of need passing her lips as she presses her hips forward. So slowly, I lick along her lips, right then left, before flattening my tongue and tasting the honey coating her slit.
“Mmm, so fucking delicious,” I moan as her juices coat my tongue.
“Oh, my God,” Allyson gasps, her fingers diving into my hair to encourage me. “Yes.”
Her cry is music to my ears. I devour her, slipping my hands through her spread legs to grip her ass, serving her pussy to my hungry mouth. I lick her clit, swirling and sucking the nub into my mouth as her cries fill the night around us. She bucks against me, riding my tongue.