“Naw, darlin’, I ain’t okay. You…” I smile tightly and shake my head. “It’s never felt this good.”
Her thumb arcs over my cheekbone. “That a bad thing?”
“I don’t—” I suck in a breath through my nose. Billie’s been fearlessly honest tonight. I owe it to her to return the favor. “I hate the idea of disappointing you. If I don’t last as long as I should.”
“Ry.”
“Yeah?”
“Look at me.”
I open my eyes. Hers are soft. Kind. Hair everywhere.
She’s the kind of pretty that makes it hard to breathe. “That’s the problem, Billie. I can’t stop looking.”
“I like that.” She takes my hand and guides it back to her breast. “I likeyou. No such thing as ‘should’ tonight, okay? Just be who you are, and take what you need.” She grins. “I sure as hell am.”
Aw, hell, because I wasn’t feeling some kind of way about this girlbeforeI got her naked in my truck.
I squeeze her tit. “Brat.”
“You wanna fuck that outta me?” She reaches down and slips her good hand inside my shirt. My abs immediately contract at the feel of her palm gliding over my bare skin.
Shit, now I’m laughing again, even as my cock surges inside her slick heat. When was the last time sex was this fun?
When was the last time I felt so much that I struggled to stay in control?
What if I don’t need to be in control at all?
“Yeah.” I gently wrap my fingers around her neck. I put my other hand on her hip. “Yeah, I do wanna fuck that outta you. I said I’ll handle the rest, so now I’m gonna handle it, yeah?”
“I’m waiting.”
The only word I can think to describe her expression isferal. Her eyes are wet with curiosity. Lips swollen. Tits bouncing as I guide her up. Down.
Back up.
Her pussy flutters. I see stars.
And just like that, I’m lost.
She’s lost.
In losing myself like this—allowing myself to surrender to all these feelings—I feelconnected. To the universe. To whom I am and what I want.
I feel connected to Billie.
We’re moving together, rising on a wave of shared breaths. Sweat breaks out along my scalp and on my neck as I piston my hips upward on a hard, punishing thrust. She presses down at the same time, our bodies making a lewd slapping noise. She won’t stay still—she can’t—even as I tighten my grip on her throat. She rides my cock like she means it, and I fuck her like I don’t have everything to lose.
We chase the release we were never meant to share. But now that we’re here, I wonder why the fuck we waited so long.
She yells.
I yell.
Her hand fists in my shirt. Her fingernails dig into my skin. I roll my thumb over her clit just how she likes it. The tightness of our fit, the way her pussy swallows my length again and again?—
“You close?” I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from coming myself.
