Matt pulls back, nibbling at my lower lip before dropping his mouth to my throat. The combination of his tantalizing mouth, his warm, muscular body, and the firm bulge in his pants beneath me are making me embarrassingly wet.
I bite down on his neck before tracing it with a soft flick of my tongue. Matt clutches the globes of my ass with force, making me squirm against him. I know there will be bruises from his overaggressive touch tomorrow, but I can only think about how much better this would be without any clothes on.
I’m about to tell him we should move this inside his truck when he interrupts me.
“I think I should let you get inside.”
Wait.That’s not what I was expecting him to say.
“Why?” I hold him a little tighter as I trail kisses along his jaw.
“Ellie. I really like you. But I don’t want to hurt you. I’m leaving to head back home in a few weeks. I don’t want to make this any more difficult than it already is.”
My head is spinning at the abrupt change. Is he merely trying to let me down easily? I’m sure this guy can have any girl he wants. The fact he’s leaving should make it easier for him to walk away when his time’s up without having any guilt. Self-doubt, my constant companion for so many years, tries to take this opportunity to wedge herself into the equation. But her efforts are quickly thwarted.
“Don’t do that.”
“What?”
“Don’t try to make this anything but what it is. I’m falling hard for you, sweet girl. The fact you look like this is just an added bonus.” He crashes his mouth over mine, squeezing one of my breasts and bucking into me.
“God, I want you,” I groan.
“I want you, too. But I don’t know how to make this work.” He tucks a wayward lock of hair behind my ear. “My life is in Sycamore Mountain. And you need to be here with Pops. Going back home knowing the one girl I want is states away will be torment enough. If we sleep together, it’ll be sheer agony.”
He’s right. I drop my forehead to his shoulder and try to ignore the throbbing between my legs.
“At least there’s a silver lining to all of this. I still have my manhood intact.”
Pulling back, I try to understand what he’s eluding to.
“When I dream about you, it’s a struggle not to blow my load too quickly.” He shakes his head self-consciously. “Hell, I can’t believe I’m telling you this.” His head falls back, and he stares up at the stars. “Whenever I picture you with your lips around my dick, as soon as those magical green eyes look up at me… I’m done.”
All I can do is sit here blinking at him. Is he for real? “You picture me sucking you off?” I whisper. The smile this brings to my lips is ridiculous.
“What have I got to do to get through to you, woman?” He shakes me for added effect. “I’ve been jacking off to you since I was seventeen.” He reaches out to grasp each of my breasts in his hands. “These tits, those eyes, and pouty red lips. Your fair skin and sexy hair.” Matt lets go of my chest and slides his arms around me, squeezing my butt cheeks. “But this ass. Oh, fuck, what I want to do to this ass.”
My hand flies to my mouth. I’m utterly shocked by his admission. That long ago, he’d been touching himself while thinking of me, while I was likely doing the same. But I had to acknowledge, whether he was returning home or not, I wasn’t going to be able to stop fantasizing about him.
“Matt?”
“Yeah?” he asks, nipping at the skin behind my ear.
“Whether you’re back in Sycamore Mountain or not, you’ll still be starring in all of my dirty dreams.”
He stills.
“I think it’s noble of you not to want to take me to bed and then leave. But, couldn’t we at least have something visual to replay once you’re gone?”
“Ellie?”
“Yes?”
“Will you still respect me tomorrow if I eat you out in my truck?”
If the laugh that escapes me doesn’t turn him off, nothing will. “Only if you do a good job. No one’s ever done that before, and I’m hoping you’ll live up to the hype.”
I’m nearly catapulted to the ground as Matt pushes me off of him, jumps from the tailgate of the truck, and opens the door to the back seat. Rushing back for me, he scoops me up and carries me, my legs wrapping around him as he cradles my ass in his firm grip.
