"I was on base in Antarctica." He grips the steering wheel tightly, and I bite my lip at the number of words he managed to get out. Silas looks over at me, and I realize he's waiting for me to fulfill my part of the bargain.
I grin, slipping my boots off one at a time. "Military?"
He shakes his head, but the rules require a full sentence.
"Keep going," I whisper encouragingly, and his gaze drops to my fingers playing with the first button on my top. He faces forward, but even in the dark, I can tell his knuckles are white. And one more glance at his pants tells me he's as excited by this game as I am.
"I - I worked as a carpenter's apprentice for my first contract there."
My fingers fly down my buttons as he talks. I should have made him this deal months ago. My core drips with the thoughtof straddling him in my chair at the salon and letting him have his way with me.
"Just a summer contract the first time, which is winter here. I traveled around New Zealand and Australia for a bit before signing a second contract." He licks his lips but keeps his eyes on the road as I slip out of my blouse. That was two whole sentences.
I tug my skirt down over my hips, letting out a soft squeal when my bare thighs touch the leather seat, cool, despite the heat in the cab. I bite my lip, suddenly excited as the only thing between me being fully naked is my bra and my soaked panties. I'm a curvy girl, thick thighs, round hips and ass, and a soft stomach, but I own it all. If Silas bid on me tonight, blocking anyone else from having a date with me, then I know he likes what he sees, and I refuse to second-guess that for a minute. I picked a blue and black lace lingerie set for tonight, and I intend to make him drool.
Silas still doesn't look at me, although his breathing is shallow. I pick up my shirt and release my seatbelt, so I can scoot closer to him.
"Fasten your belt, Dolly."
Yes, sir, is what I want to say in response to Silas's gruff demand, especially when my nipples tighten from his commanding tone, but I'm already sliding across the bench seat of his truck on a mission.
"Having a hard time keeping your eyes on the road, Silas?" I say with a breathy laugh, and the corner of his mouth quirks up despite his stern expression. Draping the fabric of my shirt over his shoulder, I lean close and whisper in his ear, "Go on."
Silas shivers and swallows hard. "I worked as a Maintenance Tech for the second contract and did thirteen months. I met good people there, and the pay let me travel in between contracts, but by my second full year, I was ready to be done.I applied for a logger position, and they offered me a chance to come back to Foxy Falls. My first run into town for supplies, a sexy blonde offered me a haircut, and here we are."
I laugh, loving his account of that day over a year ago when I saw him through the window. He didn't really need a haircut, but something told me I had to meet him, so I ran outside and talked him into my chair.
I lean forward to unhook my bra to reward him for all the information he's giving me, but Silas grabs my hand, stopping me in my tracks. His rough, calloused fingers touch mine, and it's like an electric current jolts through my body with exquisite torture. I look up at him, hoping desperately that he hasn't changed his mind.
"Wait," he says, checking the rearview mirror before he pulls over into a little turnabout a few yards ahead. He pulls the emergency brake under the dash and unhooks his seat belt, pulling me onto his lap so fast I let out a little squeal of delight.
He maneuvers his seat back and wraps his arms around my hips. I grind my core against his hard bulge, and he lets out a little moan of pleasure. I'm breathing hard when I lean back, staring into his chocolate-brown eyes. I've never been this close to him, and my body is begging for more.
"Hi," I whisper, brushing his hair off his forehead.
"Hi," he whispers back before his lips capture mine, and the damn fireworks make it hard to focus on anything but the beating of my own heart.
I'm in the middle of the woods in the dark with my legs wrapped around the man of my dreams, and I can't imagine wanting to be anywhere else. He pulls back, his eyes searching mine, and I whisper the three words I've wanted to tell him since the day we met.
"I'm yours, Silas."
Chapter three
Silas
Mine.
I need Dolly like I need air, and I pour everything in my heart into my kiss. I slide my tongue into her mouth, tasting her for the first time, and it is better than anything I could have imagined. My dick throbs with the need to be inside her, but first, I want to taste her … all of her.
Dolly moans as we explore each other, and I have to force my hips to still, so I don't rut up into her like an animal. My hands are on her tits, the scent of her release fills my nostrils, and a beast lets loose from within.
I suck and lick along her neck, moving down her cleavage. She throws her head back, pulling me between her breasts as I mark her skin over and over, before soothing it with my tongue.
"Oh god, Silas... Silas....Silas..." Dolly moans my name as I suck first one nipple into my mouth and then move over to the next. She grips my hair, arching her back into me as my teeth tug at the hard little buds, pulling them with me before I release with a loud pop.
"Silas...," Dolly sobs again, rolling her hips against my throbbing cock like she intends to come like this. My name on her lips is heaven. I want to record it to listen to later when she inevitably comes to her senses. But I can't think about that now. Right now, all I want to focus on is her pleasure.
"Lay back, Dolly." My heart is pounding, my cock leaking with the need to be buried deep inside her, but I've never rushed a meal in my life, and this is the tastiest one ever to be put in front of me.
