I nearly swallow my tongue at the thought of sitting in his lap. The only thing that would make it better would be if we were naked. I’d give an appendage to feel his hot skin flush against mine.
“My dress.” I glance down, suddenly hating my fashion choice. I wanted him to see my body, but the tight fit of the material makes it impossible for me to swing my leg over his.
“Pull it up.”
I grunt in frustration. Men. It’s not that damn easy to bunch up a dress to my hips when I virtually had to squeeze my body into the fabric. “But…”
“All the way up. No one can see.”
I glance around, and my eyes catch on the front windshield. We’re facing the side of the brick building. There isn’t a window in the truck through which anything would be visible to anyone in the outside world. On top of that, it’s dark outside and there’s barely any light inside the cab of the truck besides the faint glow from the dashboard.
I immediately go to work on shimmying the bottom of my dress almost all the way up my hips until my legs have free movement. I’m in his lap a moment later, straddling him.
As I settle, I drag my gaze to his face, finding him staring at me with fire in his eyes.
“Good?” he asks.
“Good,” I reply before he moves his hand to the back of my neck, pulling my face toward his.
I place my hands on his shoulders, closing my eyes as our mouths meet, the fireworks from earlier sparking back to life behind my eyes.
My body slides forward, my aching center pressing against his hard, fabric-covered length. I moan at the contact, wanting more.
Again, I lose myself in the feel of his lips against mine. The hardness of the kiss that I crave like it’s my lifeline to this universe.
He settles his warm palm on my hip, gripping me roughly as he digs his fingers into the fabric bunched around me.
“What do you want?” he asks against my mouth.
“You,” I breathe in response.
“You want to come, baby?”
“Yes,” I moan, pressing my middle harder against his cock.
“Ride me,” he murmurs before kissing me deeper than before.
I move slowly at first, rocking my body forward in long, slow movements as his tongue tangles with mine where our mouths are connected.
The feel of his cock is overwhelming against my sensitive skin that’s covered only by a pair of silk panties I wore in case I got lucky tonight. I can’t stop the pressure building inside me from coming on too fast and strong. That’s what I getfor going years without the feel of a man against my skin.
I’m panting into his mouth, moaning as an orgasm crashes over me out of nowhere. He digs his fingers deeper into the meat of my hip, almost to the point they’ll leave a mark. But I can’t complain. The mix of pain and pleasure is absolutely perfect as I grind against his dick like my very life depends on it.
Brax moans as my movements slow and the orgasm starts to wane. “Fuck,” he groans against my lips. “That was…”
“Too fast,” I answer for him as I pull away from his mouth, trying to catch my breath.
“I was going to say hot.”
I laugh, suddenly overcome with feelings and sensations. “Oh.”
His fingers tighten behind my neck as he pulls my face closer. “I’m not done.” I gasp as he moves his hand from my thighs to my damp panties. “We’re just getting started, baby.”
9
BRAX
“Well,I guess the date went well,” my sister says as she pours herself a cup of coffee behind the bar. “I haven’t seen you smile this much in…”
