I whimper and nod slightly. “You’d be my first.”
His eyes darken as though he’s possessed. “Your first?”
I nod again. “I’ve never done this before.”
He growls, deeper this time as he pulls me in closer. “You’ve been saving yourself?”
I’m not sure I’d call it saving myself. More so, I haven’t met anyone physical intimacy felt right with, but I nod anyway.“I don’t want to wait anymore, though. Everything feels so right with you.”
His big, rough hand lands on the side of my cheek. “How about this? How about you come for me right here, let me watch you, then we go slow, we take our time, and we do this the right way.”
I rock faster, his eyes locked on mine in a haze of something feral and wild. “I want you now.”
He grins and resituates in his seat, gripping my hips with one hand as he cups my breast with the other. “Oh, little lamb, you have no fucking clue how badly I want you, but I want to do it right. Naked on my bed, sprawled out for me to experiment with.”
My mouth drops open as my soaking pussy rocks harder against his leg. I’m going to come. There’s no way to stop it now.
He must sense I’m close because he pulls the top of my dress down and leans in, sucking my nipples with a pressure that shoots straight through me and into my core.
I rock faster and harder, moaning as I weave my hand into his beard and tug. Cars zoom past, kicking up slush on the county road behind us. I wonder if they can see, questioning why we’re parked so awkwardly in the trees. For some reason, this thought heightens my arousal even further.
“That’s it, little lamb. Get it!” His jaw is tight and his teeth are clenched as he says, “Come hard for me!”
As though his words are a command, every bit of pressure building up inside of me bubbles up at once, sending convulsions up through my spine, forcing my frame against his solid chest.
I rest my head against his broad shoulder as he bounces his knee, teasing the last bits of come from my twitching, soaking pussy.
I’m dizzy, delirious, trapped in a fogged haze of excitement and exhaustion, stuck between wanting more and a desperation to collapse right here against his chest for eternity.
“Fuck, that looked good,” he groans as he brushes my hair back away from my shoulder. “I’m never washing these jeans again.”
His breath is warm against my cheek as he talks, and I’m pretty sure this fake relationship has turned very real when a knock at the truck window pulls me back into reality.
Chapter Six
Jake
Officer Daniels and I go way back. We were never best buddies by any definition of the word, but we knew each other all through school, and by the time we reached eighteen, we both went off on the same military path, though he joined the Navy and I went Army.
I roll down my window and nod toward his familiar, rounded face. I’m not an expert at reading people but there’s an upward curve at the corner of his mouth that tells me he knows what’s happening here.
He glances past me toward Charlotte before meeting my eyes. “You want to step out of the truck, buddy?”
Buddy… what the fuck, man?There’s nothing illegal about where I’m parked. We aren’t breaking any laws.
I nod and glance toward Charlotte with a wink before squeezing her thick thigh in comfort. This isn’t how I imagined our first sexual experience going. Hell, now that I know she’s a virgin, I want to make sure I’m taking everything slow, making everything perfect.
I should’ve been more careful. I should’ve taken her home, taken my time. That said, even with perfect hindsight, I know I did what I had to. I’d have crashed the truck if I didn’t get my hands on her right then.
Sliding out of the truck, I crunch into the snow, past the row of trees, and assess the situation. I thought I’d pulled into the woods a little deeper. We’re still pretty exposed to the main road here.
“You, ugh, you doin’ okay, man?” Daniels nods once and hooks his thumb into the side loop of his slacks.
“Good here. Just,” I glance down at the snowbank and back up at him, “pulled over for a second.”
“Right here? Off the main road? You live like two miles away.” He looks away then back again. “Look, I don’t know if me seein’ all this is fate or somethin’, but if you were doin’ what I think you were, you need to stop and get a grip.”
I narrow my gaze toward him and shake my head, thinking maybe I’ve heard him wrong. “I’m sorry?”
