Something clicks in my brain and I freeze. When I look into Helen’s eyes, some of the lust in her gaze clears as she stills.
“I’m not going to be able to pull out of you right now.” I clench my jaw and try, fucking try, to hold onto my control. “I’m willing to roll the dice, Helen.”
“I’m on birth control,” she whispers the words like a confession.
She looks up at me with wide eyes and then her heels dig into my ass, and I sink in just a little bit deeper. The feeling, her walls welcoming me and squeezing, has me letting out a low moan.
Then I’m moving, my fingers wrapping around the end of the seat as she meets my thrusts. We start out slowly at first, every movement calculated. Not just for her pleasure, but for my own fucking sanity.
My muscles clench as my thrusts speed up. It feels like I’m hanging on the edge of a cliff. Every movement, every glide of my length deep inside of her, has my fingers slipping. And when I fall, I know it’s going to be the death of me.
But I can’t stop it.
I’m not even sure I want to.
Because fallingfor this woman? I already know it’s going to be the most exciting adventure and the best damn thing to ever happen to me.
When I kiss her, she opens for me without hesitation. There’s trust in it, an intimacy. I’m grateful for it. Can she taste it on my tongue?
“Yes,” she moans and I swallow it down. “Right there.”
My lips curl into a smirk against her mouth as I grip her hip and angle her just right. I slam home and she shrieks as her fingernails dig into my scalp.
“No,” I drawl, my gaze locked on her face as I fuck her, “right there.”
She’s breathless, the hard peaks of her nipples sliding against the cotton of the t-shirt I’m wearing. Now I’m regretting not taking it off. The next time I have her, I’m going to enjoy being skin to skin with her.
I need it.
Crave it.
“More,” she mewls.
There’s no way I could turn this woman down and I give her exactly what she wants, what she needs. Her moans fill the cab, and I know I’ll need to hear this sound for the rest of my life.
“You’re so close,” I growl while feeling her walls flutter around my length. “You’re going to come all over my cock. Do it,” I demand, “show me how much you want to feel my cum filling you up.”
Helen’s eyes roll back in her head, and her thighs tighten around my hips as her body shudders. Her pussy grips me in a way that has my balls draw up as tingles race up and down my back. I know she’s going to pull me right over the edge with her.
I’m desperate for it.
“Rhodes,” she keens my name in such a way that has me burying my face in her neck and nipping at the sensitive skin there. “Please.”
My woman begging for my cum? You better fucking believe I deliver.
I groan, my fingers tightening on the seat and I bury my cock as deep inside Helen as I can. “That’s it,” my tone is full of praise, “your body is begging me to fill you up.”
We’re breathing hard, our chests heaving as we ride out our shared pleasure. She pulls me down on top of her, asking without words for more of my weight. I don’t give her all of it, but I’m quickly learning there’s nothing I won’t give Helen.
When she lets out a hum of contentment, I kiss her neck and pull back enough from her to look down into her eyes. Her brown orbs are glazed over with satisfaction. The way the gold flecks brighten in the moonlight feels like a memory I want to relive time and time again.
“You’re glorious,” I murmur, the truth slipping from my lips as I stare down at her.
The way her lips tip up as happiness shines in her eyes is everything.
As the moment settles, the reality of where we are, and why, pushes at my consciousness. As much as I want to stay right here with her, it would be stupid. For a lot of reasons.
I made sure to bring my civilian truck tonight, since I’m not here in an official capacity. If this is the place, I sure as fuck don’t want the people running it to find us like this. With an internal cringe, I pull out of my woman slowly.
