I want that more than anything. My pussy is on fire and it’s getting even hotter. If I don’t do something soon, it’s going to burst out of my pants and devour us both.
The truck slows as he waits for my answer. I can’t think straight with him staring at me like this. It’s turning my brain to mush.
With a deep breath, I turn and stare out the windshield at the headlights illuminating the dark concrete.
This is better. Now I can think straight.
It’s not a good idea. In fact, it’s a bad idea.
I’ve saved myself this long and now all of a sudden, I’m going to give up my virginity to the first shirtless cowboy who glances my way? What the hell is that, Mary? What has gotten into you?
You don’t live here. You can’t have a relationship with this guy.
Just because he says he’s your mate, doesn’t make it true.
I huff out a breath as my resolve strengthens.
So, no, I’m not going to let him show me. I’m not even going to stay in this truck or go back to his place. I’m going to demand that he turn this truck around and bring me back to the inn, and if he doesn’t, well, I’ll get out of the truck and walk back.
“So, what do you say?” he asks in an irresistibly growly voice. “Do you want to find out what I have planned for that hot little pussy of yours?”
I turn to tell him what I think, but that intense look in his eyes makes my resolve go from strong to non-existent.
“Yes,” I say with a whimper. “I do.”
Oh crap.
He pulls the truck to the side of the empty road and my pulse starts racing as he throws it into park.
“Where are you going?” I ask when he opens the door.
He doesn’t answer. He just slams it closed, leaving me alone in here with my body trembling.
My eyes follow him as he walks around the front of the truck. The headlights shine on his skin and give his intense brown eyes a sexy glow.
“Oh sugar snaps,” I whisper as he opens my door and scoops me out of the seat.
I feel weightless in his arms as he cradles me to his naked chest and kicks the door closed. He’s so strong. I’m not a light girl, but he picks me up like I weigh as much as I did when I was ten years old.
It feels good to be in his arms. If I wasn’t so on edge, I’d rest my cheek on his chest and close my eyes.
There’s dark forest all around us, lit up with only the endless flood of stars and the full moon over our heads.
He carries me to the front of his truck and places me on the vibrating hood. I open my mouth to ask what’s going to happen next, but Cameron kisses me instead, sending shockwaves surging through me. His huge frame pushes between my legs and I sit up and kiss him back.
Kissing Cameron is different than what I expected. His mouth is so soft yet firm and demanding. His hands find my hips and I whimper as he yanks me forward until my pussy is pressed against his hard abs.
I never thought I’d be kissing a man like Cameron. A bear shifter who lives in the mountains with a full eight pack and a deep sexy voice? Who the hell would have guessed that for me?
There are no men like him in New York. I thought I’d end up with a nice skinny guy who liked to drink tea and read New Yorker Magazine on Sunday mornings under a blanket. I wasn’t expecting a beast of a man with a dirty mouth who’s willing to show me ‘what he wants to do to my pussy’ on the hood of his obnoxiously large truck.
But here I am, and I wouldn’t trade this man for anyone else on the planet. He tastes too good.
“Lay back,” he commands between kisses.
I do as he says, laying back on the vibrating hood of the truck. I’m so ready for anything he has planned. My nipples are achingly hard and my pussy is dying for him.
His big hands go to my belt buckle but after he fumbles with it for a second, I slap his hands away and do it myself. I can’t get these pants off fast enough.
“That’s my girl,” he whispers when my belt is undone. He yanks my jeans off with one swipe of his big arms and tosses them a few yards down the empty road where I can’t get to them.
“Now,” he says as he grabs my legs and spreads them wide open. “It’s time to show you what I have planned for this hot little cunt.”
My eyes are wide as I watch him stare between my spread legs. I wonder if my panties are soaked through. Can he see how wet I am for him?