Just Pretend (Love Comes To Town)

Her mouth forms a turned-on ‘O’, although her swallowing and taking a breath gives her enough time for a sassy smirk. “That one of your lines?”

“What lines?” I joke, gesturing to myself. “I just have to show up—I don’t need no lines.”

We both crack up at that.

“Jerk,” she purrs, both palms flat on my chest, sitting on me and rolling her pelvis on me.

My cock gets even harder.

My arms link around her, and as I get up and hold her to me, I rasp in her ear, “Let me show you what this jerk can do.”

Next is a scramble, clothes torn off, lips smeared and re-smeared, an accidental on-the-nose kiss. Laughing.

Until finally, she’s beautifully naked and pressed up against me while I lie on the cool grass.

My hands sweep over her. They can’t help it. Every freckle, mole and bone of her is perfect, perfect.

Her mussed red-brown hair just looks black in the dark, her eyes when they open a deep blue.

My hands enjoy her upturned handfuls of breasts, while her hands run along my cock.

Our eyes meet.

“Great minds think alike,” I quip.

Her grin is naughty, daring, her eyes dancing as she clambers over me. “Let me show you what this great mind can do.”

Never before have I laughed and gone completely hard in the same second. But I do now.

Her lowering herself on me is nothing less than the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

Her smirk wobbles, then her lips part. Then she moves her hips again, and pleasure washes over me.

Damn, this girl is good.

Too good—I’m almost at the edge and we’ve barely started.

I grit my teeth as she sinks herself deeper onto me, my girth completely filling her tight wetness.

Hell yeah, that’s the best feeling in the world.

“Nolan,” she moans as she rides me like a pro.

“Sierra,” I growl back.

The way her whole body’s trembling, the slack intensity on her face… she’s close too.

Let’s see if I can get her there.

One smack of her ass, and her climax bursts out of her as she sinks onto me and I slip her nipple into my mouth.

Fucking hell is it hot.

My girl crying out like I’ve never heard before, as our bodies keep slapping together.

I reposition us so that she’s the one on the grass now, and, her legs propped up on me, I fuck her nice and good and deep.

I start out slow, so she can somewhat recover from her orgasm, although already she’s shaking.

Her eyes are closed, her face so blissful I almost want to take a picture of it. Save it somehow.

Fuck, what’s with all these weird thoughts?

It doesn’t matter. All that matters is the woman I’m inside now. The woman who fits me like a fucking glove.

Into her and out of her, deep, deep, and deeper inside her, I pound her. I build my speed slowly, as moans roll out of her like some sort of slowed-down song.

I could do this all day, it feels so fucking nice. Better than the best beer I had on that weird hidden isle in Haiti, better than that time I took that little pink pill Jax still won’t tell me what was in, better than the time years back that Landon and I met the hot Tamil model twins who insisted that they’d been waiting all their life to find twins worthy of a foursome.

Fuck, being with Sierra redefines the word ‘better’, demands something more.

She’s so wet and tight I can’t get enough of it.

“Nolan,” she groans. “Please.”

Music to my ears.

“Yeah?” I say, picking up my pace.

I’m goddamn close now. Won’t be able to keep this pace up much longer.

“Yeah,” she rasps.

“Yeah,” I growl, jackhammering her hard.

Fuck going slow and building up to this gradually. I can’t put this off any longer. I want her. I want her rough and I want her now. I want her screaming out again, even more.

It doesn’t take long for my wish to be granted. I can feel it as she loses it. Her pussy gets tighter, then looser, while her body shakes harder than ever and she cries out loud.

That’s all I need for the climax I’ve been holding inside myself to break free.

Fuck.

As I blast into her, we clasp each other tighter than ever, one release.

Afterwards, she’s in my arms like she belongs there.

“Are you staring at me?” she murmurs, snuggling up against me.

“Nope. Do you want me to?”

“No.” She giggles. “I… You’re sure no one’s going to come here and find us…”

“Ass naked on the grass?” I ask, grinning. “Don’t worry, if they do, I’ll just tell them we’re playing cricket.”

“Pfft. For a twin, you’re a pretty terrible liar.”

“What do you know about twins, anyway?”

“I’m friends with a pair, remember? When they were kids, they used to switch places, cause mayhem. It helped that they were great liars.”

“Yeah, well, maybe I’m out of practice.”