She looked up at me, panting, her eyes wild.
“We— Sorry, I…” She blushed in the darkness, eyes locked on mine as she bit her lip. “I got carried away, and—”
“C’mere, beautiful.”
My lips crashed into hers, and when I kissed her like I never wanted to stop kissing her, and like I never wanted to let her go, I knew that was exactly how this was going to go down.
Because I never was going to let her go. Damn the consequences. Fuck Angelo and the mafia. Fuck them all.
Holly was mine. And no force on earth was going to take her from me.
5
Holly
This is insane.
It was nuts. Dangerous, even. All I knew about this man was that he was hot as hell, had hands that knew exactly where to tease me, had a huge cock that made me whimper, and that I thought his eyes were gorgeous.
Oh, right, and that he was the driver of the truck that’d been trafficking me from a mobster to… well, who knows where.
But I knew something else. I knew what I felt. I knew that no man had ever sent shivers like this through every part of me. No man had ever made my pulse sizzle through my veins, or made my toes curl, or made my breath catch like that. No other man had ever made me this wet, or hungry for more.
Maybe it was the circumstances. Maybe it was the fact that we were trapped, and totally alone with each other. Maybe the shock from what I’d gone through, and the sweaty heat of that dark truck, under those blankets and nestled up in his arms. Maybe all of that had turned off my sensibilities and my inhibitions somehow.
Whatever it was though, I knew what I wanted. And even though an outsider would only see how dangerous this was with a man I didn’t even know, I knew I was safe. Honestly, I felt safer than I had in a long, long time. Maybe it was something primal that Dane brought out in me, but God did I want him.
And right then, I wanted more of him.
I kissed him hungrily, our tongues sliding together as our lips locked. We breathed into each other’s mouths, panting and moaning. I pushed back into him, grinding my ass back and shivering at the thick, throbbing feel of his big cock sliding over my pussy. I was soaked in the both of us — my cum and his, and I could feel his sticky cum dripping over my pussy, making my thighs slick with him.
His swollen head bumped against my clit, and as I kissed him, I reached down and slid my panties down. My hand pushed between my legs, and when my finger slid over his crown, I whimpered and felt him groan into me.
Fuck, that’s big.
Very, very big. I trembled, pulse quickening as my fingers explored the pulsing, still rock-hard head of his big dick. So swollen, the head so flared and ready. And I needed more of it. My fingers curled around him, and when I felt his hand move from my hip down between my legs, I moaned. His thick fingers pushed through my lips, spreading them. He grunted, pushing his hips forward and letting that cock of his glide through my fingers and rub over my clit again, making me gasp sharply into his mouth.
“This,” he growled, rubbing my clit with his cock as his fingers stroked my outer lips.
“This is mine.”
I whimpered at the fierceness of his words, and the power behind that voice. Any other man saying that and it’d probably be a turn off. Any other man in the world acting so possessive like that, especially with us being strangers, and I’d have shut it down real quick.
But not with Dane. With him, it only set the spark. Those words from his perfect, gorgeous lips lit a fire inside of me that only more of him could quell.
I kicked the sweatpants that were still bunched around my ankles away. And I gasped as he suddenly pulled me with him as he turned, yanking me up onto his lap as he sat back in the big bench seat of the truck. I turned in his arms, our lips crushing together as his hands slid to my ass, pulling me into him. My legs spread around hard, chiseled, muscled hips, and when I felt his big cock pulse between my thighs, I moaned.
His hands slid up my body, pushing my t-shirt up before he pulled it from my head. It tangled around my head for a second, and he took the opportunity to wrap his lips around one of my nipples, making me gasp and shiver as his tongue swirled over the little pink bud. I yanked the shirt off, tossing it away before moaning, my hands sliding into his hair as I let my head drop back.