Surprising the hell out of me, Juno didn’t push back; instead, she instantly ripped her long-sleeve shirt over her head. A groan caught in my throat at her full breasts spilling out of the top ofher sports bra. When her hands went to her jeans, I clicked my tongue, making her freeze.
“That too. I want to see all of you.” For a second, she hesitated, gaze snapping one way and then the other. “No one comes out here, so don’t worry about that. You trust me to take care of you?”
“Yes,” she breathed.
“Trust me to not let anyone see what’s mine and West’s, and if they do, then they lose both eyes?”
“This just got dark,” Juno said with a slight shiver.
My smile sharpened as I watched her nipples turn to hard peaks beneath her sports bra. “I think you like it. It turns you on thinking about me being so fucking possessive over you that I’d kill someone just for looking at what’s mine. Now, strip.”
“What about you?” she asked, gripping the bra band and tugging. Her tits bounced free, and I didn’t stop myself from reaching out to palm both. Her moan and my guttural groan mixed as I pinched her peaked tips. Carefully watching her features, I applied more pressure, waiting until her lids popped open and a gasp brushed past her lips. “Why does that hurt but feel so damn good at the same time?”
“It’s a fine line, one that we’ll explore together—a lot,” I murmured. Reaching down, I grabbed my rock-hard cock and squeezed, hoping to ease the throbbing pain. “Are you on birth control?”
Juno stilled. “No, shoot. I’m sorry, I didn’t?—”
With a feral growl, I gripped the back of her neck in a commanding hold and yanked her to me, our lips colliding together in a violent kiss. I devoured her words, nipping at her lips and tongue in punishment for even thinking she should apologize.
“Your body, your choice,” I said and nipped at her lower lip again. “But for even thinking you needed to apologize… turnaround and put your hands on the tree trunk.” When she didn’t move, I pinched her nipple hard enough to make her gasp. “Now, Juno.”
Eyeing me with suspicion, she did as I asked. When both palms were sealed to the rough bark, I gripped the hem of her jeans and ripped them down her thighs, taking her soaked panties with them. The scent of her desire wafted in the faint breeze, making me bite my lip to keep from diving between her thighs and licking her clean like I did the night before.
No. I had other plans.
Popping the top button of my jeans, I released a sigh at the instant relief from the pressure on my throbbing cock. Looking over her shoulder, Juno’s eyes went wide at finding me palming my cock with one hand as I worked my jeans down my thighs.
“Langston, that’s….”
“Going in your soaked pussy very soon.”
“I don’t know how I’ll take all of you,” she whispered, sounding both a little horrified and in awe.
“Oh, you can and will.” Searching the back pocket of my jeans, I pulled a condom free and smiled. “I was a Boy Scout. Always be prepared.” Ripping it open with my teeth, I slowly rolled the condom over my cock and tossed the trash to the side to pick up later. “Now for that punishment.”
“But I?—”
I smacked her bare ass before she could finish, watching in fascination as her fair skin bloomed pink in a perfect handprint.Myhandprint. Wanting the other side to match, I smacked her other cheek this time, her groan filling the air around us.
“Fuck, seeing my handprint on your ass drives me fucking crazy.” I grabbed my dick and squeezed tight. At this rate, I wouldn’t last two seconds inside her. “Are you sure you want this now?” The words rasped from my throat, every muscle tightwith restraint to keep me from slamming into her before she was ready.
“Yes, please. And Langston.” She turned, dark curly hair obscuring half her face. “I’ll try to make it good for you too, because I know?—”
Nope. Hell fucking nope.This woman was perfect, and I was determined to make her see that too, in a way that benefited both of us.
Reaching between her legs, I thrust two fingers deep into her soaked cunt. When I pulled them free, her whimper of disappointment had a smirk pulling at my lips.
“Hold on as best you can, shortcake. I’ve never been a gentle man, and after that comment, I really won’t be.” Fisting her hair, I gave a slight tug, making her back arch and ass stick out. “Your pussy is ready for me. Are you?”
I needed to hear it one more time, one more confirmation so I knew for certain this wasn’t me so desperate to make my fantasies come to life that I misunderstood what she needed and wanted from me. Fuck what I needed—this was about her. Always, now and forever.
“Fucking hell, Langston,” she snapped. “Fuck me, now. Don’t make me beg.”
My brows shot up at that. Begging would be fun, but not now. She was too keyed up from hearing my own dirty dreams to make her wait.
Guiding my cock between her legs, both knees shook, and my thighs trembled at the way I easily slid between her folds. Our combined gasps filled the deserted area when I pushed inside, her tight cunt resisting my size at first.
“Relax for me,” I murmured. Reaching around her, I palmed one large breast and pinched her pebbled nipple.
