“Fuck, baby. That’s hot.”
“Maybe you should pull over if you’re getting hot,” I purr into his ear, my tongue caressing his lobe as he groans.
“I’m raging, darlin’. Ask me after I’ve caved your ex’s head in.” Crane heaves a sigh. “Nearly there, beautiful.”
This is what Crane does to me.
He drives me insane with lust, then love, and I wonder if I’m obsessed with him.
“I know, but what if…” I lick my lips, and he stares at me for a beat, shaking his head as he returns his attention to the road. “What if we don’t get a chance?”
“You want me inside of you, baby?” Crane asks gruffly, swerving the car off the road and onto a dirt track.
It’s pitch black around us, but Crane cuts the engine without another word, dragging me onto his lap.
My mouth meets his in a hot frenzy, and we kiss so hard our teeth clash.
“Get these off,” Crane mutters with frustration as I move my underwear to the side.
I lift so he can release his dick, and within seconds he’s thrusting into me, filling every inch of me.
“Ahhh, fuck yes!” I moan, wasting no time in grinding my hips against his.
“You drive me crazy,” Crane whispers, yanking my hair back so my neck is exposed. “But I wouldn’t have it any other way. Fuck me, beautiful.”
The noises leaving my mouth fill the car, and Crane groans as I slam up and down on his dick, clenching my core as I do. My pussy warms as my fingers stroke my clit, shuddering and bucking against him as he grips my hips, riding me from beneath.
“Baby,” I cry out as I unravel, my lips attempting to find his clumsily. “I love this.”
“Mmm,” Crane mutters into my neck, his hands digging into my waist as he lifts his hips, driving into me with all his might. “It’s all you, girl.”
My orgasm hits me so fast I don’t get a chance to take a breath, and his lips cover mine as I moan his name.
He stiffens, grunting as he tugs me down by my shoulders, his tongue stilling in my mouth as he shoots his load into me.
I suck his tongue, moving my mouth from his as I aim for his neck, kissing and moaning in his ear as he fills me.
I could listen to Crane come all day long.
It’s fucking biblical, I swear.
“Jesus Christ, Sierra Carson. You’ll be the death of us both.”
I kiss him tenderly, and our bodies rock together slowly as he hardens inside of me.
“I’m definitely getting arrested.” Crane chuckles, his lips brushing softly against mine before our tongues play.
“I do love a bad boy,” I tease, before he stops, gripping my chin.
His steely eyes burn into mine, and I wonder what I’ve said to make him look so angry.
“Then you’re in luck. I’m a mad, bad, dirty fucker for you, Sierra. You bring out my demons and make them laugh at the world.”
I press my lips against his, tears stinging my eyes.
“I need to marry you, Crane Michaels. Like, today.”
Crane kisses me back, and he taps my ass as he lifts me away from him.
