My hand wraps around my shaft, pumping it slowly as I admire the view. Messy hair, fishnets, and a black lace thong still hooked around her knees. Palms and knees pressing into the ridges of my truck, and her bright blue eyes staring back at me from over her shoulder.
A familiar heat crawls up my spine.
Goddamn, she looks good like this.
I climb onto the tailgate, not bothering to fully remove my pants, just shoving them further down my legs once I’m positioned right behind her.
Slowly, I drag my dick along her slit, coating myself in her wetness.
Indy moans, her head falling down between her shoulders. Her body starts to tremble—anticipation coiling—and I plant one hand beside hers, leaning over her back.
“Hey, Trouble,” I growl, still tracing my tip along her entrance.
“Yes, Golden Boy?” she breathes, shuddering against me.
“You know I respect the hell out of you, right? That you’re everything to me? And that I love you?”
I push into her—just an inch.
She hums with pleasure, instinctively pressing back. “Yes, I know.”
My lips brush against her hair. “Good,” I murmur. “Because I’m about to fuck you like I hate you.”
“Oh thank G?—”
I slam into her in one hard thrust.
Her cries pierce the air as I bottom out, my groan exploding from my chest with hers.
Then I give her exactly what she asked for.
My fingers bite into her bare skin, just above her waist, hips snapping forward. I straighten, taking control of the rhythm, and drag her back against me with every relentless thrust.
I slam into her with a force I’m not used to—a new, unrestrained, carnal part of myself unleashed to satisfy her needs.
She asked for this—begged.
And I’ll always give her everything she asks for.
“Fuck, you’re so tight. You like being fucked hard, Indy?”
“Yes,” she moans. “God, yes. I love this.”
“I loveyou.” Our bodies crash together, my hands gripping tight enough to leave marks.
The restrictiveness from the fabric around her knees makes her feel tighter around me.
She’ssoaked, drenching and wrapping around me like a vise.
“Fuck, Gareth.Yes.This. This is what I need.”
“I’ve got you, Trouble.”
Indy’s moans and whimpers mix with my rough breaths, the relentless slap of our skin cutting through the quiet night and drowning out the wind in the trees.
Sweat beads across my brow, my vision straining as my release quickly starts to build.
Reaching around her hips, I slide my fingers between her legs, spreading her and finding the spot that makes her gasp. I rub her clit exactly how I know she likes, keeping the same relentless pace of my hips, never allowing myself to slow.
