He peered to his right down at me. “An hour.” He kept his gaze trained on me, and I couldn’t turn or look away.
My intention was so focused on him that I yelped and grabbed for the handle above the door when his truck swerved to the side of the road, pulling onto a dirt road that I couldn’t see from the main road.
“What are you doing?”
“You looked like you needed something,” I replied in a voice so damn deep it surprised me. I unbuckled my seat belt and moved across the divider between our seats to undo hers.
“Who says I want anything out here on the side of the damn road?” she questioned with her gaze firmly planted on my lips as I leaned in.
I let out a deep laugh. “I didn’t say want, baby. I specifically used the wordneed.” I crushed my lips to hers, taking all that I wanted, plundering her mouth. There was no resistance on her part, which I knew there wouldn’t be.
I started to reach underneath the T-shirt she wore that read ‘Periodt’ with a witty definition of the slang underneath. As I did, a whimper from the backseat caught my attention.
Jodi laughed as I pulled away from her and glared back at Hound. After quickly getting out of the truck, I opened the back door. I promptly set up his bowl of food and water in the bed of the truck and allowed him to get inside. Climbing back inside, I reached for Jodi, my hands on her hips, pulling her to me in the driver’s seat.
I pushed the seat back, giving us both the maximum amount of room.
“It’s a good thing you chose to wear a skirt for this trip.”
She gave me a saucy smile. “You think that was unintentional?”
Growling at the back of my throat, I brought her lips to mine. I brushed my free hand up the inside of her thigh until I reached the apex. I instantly pulled back when I didn’t find any material between her core and my fingers.
“You’re not wearing any panties.”
She raised an eyebrow. “I knew I’d get a little hot.”
I shook my head, grinning as I brought her face back to mine. From there, it wasn’t much work for her to unbutton the belt and button of my jeans. I raised her skirt over her hips and pulled her top half free of the T-shirt. My hands fisted around her breasts and removed them from the cups of the lace bra she wore.
“Micah, your hands on me feel so damn good,” she moaned, throwing her head back.
Reaching up, I licked a line down the side of her neck, my desire to taste every part of her consuming me whole. I regretted we weren’t in a position that I could strip her bare and lay her down to be able to see all of her. No matter how many nights I spent with her in my bed, kitchen, couch, wherever I still couldn’t get enough.
I assisted her as she raised her hips and moved her body so that she hovered over my cock. I was so fucking hard, I was sure I could hammer nails with this damn thing.
But Jodi wanted to play. She lowered herself until she covered the tip and swiveled her hips. I sucked in air at the zing that raced down the length of my rod. My hands tightened around her hips, but when I thought she was going to lower herself fully onto me, she raised her body until my cock withdrew from her.
“Jodi,” I said in a warning tone.
She took it in stride, letting out a little laugh. “Something wrong?” she taunted while moving her arms around my shoulders.
“I’m not the one to tease, baby.”
Her smile widened as she began lowering her hips again. This time she sank down a third of the way around my cock. “Teasing? Me? Never,” she said breathless and squeezing her pussy muscles as she raised her hips again, pushing entirely off of me.
“Fuck,” I snarled.
She laughed harder. I swear to all there was, she didn’t know what the fuck she was doing.
“You like playing? Let’s play, baby.”
Her eyes widened in surprise and maybe anticipation as I grabbed her hips and pulled her all the way down onto my lap at the same time I thrust upward with my own body.
“Oh shit,” she yelled, tossing her head back. She attempted to raise her hips again, but I held firm.
“Don’t try to escape now. You started this.” I caught her bottom lip in between my teeth while moving one of my hands around her waist to cup her ass. I didn’t stop there. I moved my fingers into the depths of her crack, finding the hole that resided at her backside.
“Mmm,” she moaned when I eased my finger inside of her puckered opening. “Shit, Micah,” she growled.
