Before I could turn and run, Pagan shoved my jeans and panties down my legs, then picked me up by the waist and dropped me onto the hood of Mam’s car. My boots were across the garage within seconds, my jacket and top soon following them. Then I was stark naked, watching open-mouthed as Pagan’s huge body nestled between my thighs and his massive hand cupped my cheek, tilting my face up to his.
Black fathomless eyes roamed my face, as if he was seeing me for the first time, and he rumbled, “Hi.”
“How the hell am I naked?” I breathed, my eyes rounding with shock. I tried to shove him away so I could get down and put my clothes on, “You’ve got a fucking nerve?—”
His lips crushed mine, forcing them open, then he moaned down my throat while he ate at me like a starved man. Sharp teeth nipped at my lower lip, making me gasp as his raw hunger filled my mouth. Instinctively, my thighs clamped tight around his jean-clad hips while my hands scrambled along his neck and shoulders, desperate to pull him closer and feel even a fraction of the heat rolling from his body.
Pagan’s tongue plundered, devouring me until my lungs burned. He palmed the back of my skull, his lips going harder and his tongue deeper. He groaned, like the guttural sound was being pulled from some deep, animalistic place, and his hands lowered to spread my knees even wider, pressing my naked ass against the cold steel of my mam’s car while he ground his denim-covered cock against my exposed skin.
He pulled back until our lips were barely touching and our breaths mingled as they sawed into each other. “I’ve dreamed of this mouth,Dubheasa. Not havin’ you drove me insane all week.”
My full body shiver was nothing to do with the cold, and everything to do with Pagan, but still he buried his face in my throat and rasped, “Jesus. You’re fuckin’ freezin’.”
“I’m not,” I whispered. “I never feel cold when I’m in your arms.”
Pagan stilled, his eyes locking with mine, for once, letting me see everything inside.
I smiled.
His palm pressed against my breastbone, and he pushed me backward. “Lie down, baby. I’m hungry.”
“There are biscuits in the container,” I blurted out.
He grinned big, his white teeth flashing. “That’s not what I’m hungry for.”
That was when I understood, and my face burned. “We—I—Not here. Jesus, Aiden, my mam could walk in.” He pushed harder until I was forced onto my back. “Pagan—” I began, but he was already throwing a leg over his shoulder before doing the same to the other.
“Sshh, baby. We gotta be quick.”
“Oh my God,” I whispered, pulling up until I rested back on my elbows, watching as he landed a soft kiss against my sensitive skin.
“You waxed,” he muttered. “Who did it?”
Without thinking, I told him, “Tristan.”
His hand came up, and he slapped my pussy hard.
I let out a yelp, my heart hammering as I studied Pagan’s rage-filled expression. “Never again,” he rasped. “Women or nothin’.”
“He’s gay,” I protested. “He’s seeing Cruise.”
“Women or nothin’!” he repeated, louder that time.
I stared down at him and nodded.
“Good girl,” he crooned, his face softening again. “Your cunt belongs to me, Ash.Youbelong to me. You could run to the ends of the Earth, but I’ll always hunt you down.” He stared up at me, the savagery in his face sending a thrill through my stomach as it tightened with need for him.
My fingers rested on his head, my nails scratching his skull softly. He hummed in the back of his throat, his eyes closing blissfully before he leaned forward and inhaled my core.
“Oh my God,” I whispered.
He grinned at my words, then he buried his face in my pussy and began to devour me.
My hips bowed off the hood, and I whimpered at the sensations rippling through my belly. The pleasure was unlike anything I’d ever felt, and instinctively, I began to ride his face.
His hard licks, moans, and tiny sucking bites sent shockwaves through my thighs. My knees shook, and my belly quivered as I felt goose bumps flicker over every inch of my body. His eyes lifted to lock with mine again, holding my gaze hostage as he sucked my clit and hummed around it.
“Aiden,” I whispered. “What if someone walks in?”
