“Lynx…”
One of his hands dropped and I felt him working the button on my shorts free.When the waistband loosened, his hand dipped inside, sliding against my skin but not quite getting to the spot I needed him most.
He groaned, pulling back from me, and I whimpered when the heat of his mouth disappeared.
Relief swamped me when I realized he wasn’t stopping.
No, Lynx seemed to be focused solely on getting me naked, and I damn sure wasn’t fighting him.He tugged my boots from my feet, then yanked my shorts and panties down until my bare butt was on the warm metal.
“Lean back,” he commanded.
Placing my hands behind me, I nearly fell back when Lynx lifted my feet and placed them on the edge of the tailgate before his head dropped down between my splayed thighs.When his fingers separated my pussy lips, I gulped in air, my head falling back as a strangled moan escaped my throat.And when his tongue slid against my clit, I cried out.
I didn’t have time to react, to feel even an ounce of modesty because his mouth obliterated my thoughts, one glorious sensation overrode the next until I was panting and moaning.
It was an awkward position, but it didn’t seem to faze Lynx because he slid his hands under my ass and cradled me as his tongue did wicked things, thrusting inside me, then teasing my clit repeatedly.I was desperate for release, hanging on by a fragile thread when he lifted his head.Unable to help myself, I sat upright, reaching for him as he crushed his mouth to mine.I tasted myself on his lips, once again clutching his head, holding him so he couldn’t get away.
I vaguely heard the crinkle of a wrapper, felt Lynx moving, knew he was sheathing himself.I wanted to watch, wanted to see his cock for the first time, wanted to take him in my mouth, but he seemed to have other intentions, and I wanted him so much I hurt.
“Reagan… Need to be inside you.”
“Yes,” I moaned in earnest, my lips sliding against his as we breathed each other’s air.
He shifted me back as he crawled up onto the tailgate.He wrestled with his jeans, shoving them lower before settling between my thighs, his big body looming over me.Then I felt the blunt head of his cock against my entrance.When he pushed in, my breath caught in my throat, my body trying to accommodate him.Allof him.He was much bigger than I'd imagined him to be.
“Girl… Jesus fuck … this ain’t gonna last long.”
No, it wouldn’t.I was on the verge of climaxing already, my body strung tight as he pushed in slowly.
But I didn’t want slow.
“Fuck me,” I demanded, holding on to him.
His hips thrust forward and he was lodged all the way inside me.I drew in air as fast as I could, his cock filling me, stretching me.It was too much but not enough.The pain warred with pleasure, and I forced myself to relax around him, to let the pleasure win out.
“Please … Lynx…” I was on the verge of tears.I wanted him so much I ached with it.
“Hold on to me, girl,” he crooned, pulling his mouth from mine.
He propped himself up on one hand, his other hand dropped to my ass, and he held me tightly against him.Then he was retreating, slamming into me hard.My skin tingled as the pleasure consumed me.And when Lynx began fucking me hard, drilling into me, I knew without a doubt that I would never forget this moment for as long as I lived.
ChapterTwenty-One
Lynx
Fucking Reagan on the tailgate of my truck had never been my intention.Not for our first time together, that was for damn sure.However, getting to a softer surface would require time and I didn’t have it.I needed her with an intensity that robbed me of my good sense.
I had always known that my world would be forever changed once I sank deep inside this woman.I hadn’t known how much, though.
I prided myself on being an attentive lover, but when it came to Reagan, I couldn’t seem to control myself.I wanted to fuck her until neither of us could breathe.Then I wanted to start all over again.My entire body was hard, my muscles straining as I plunged deep, retreated, then slammed into her again.I didn’t give a fuck about finesse, only about sating the urge that had been burning inside me for so long.
“Lynx … so close … oh, God.”
Reagan’s fingernails dug into my shoulders, and I fucked her harder, faster, driving us both closer to the edge.I only prayed I wasn’t hurting her because I was out of control when it came to this woman.
I could feel her pussy milking me, squeezing my cock, her body welcoming me with every grueling thrust of my hips.
“Reagan…” It was a warning growl that I couldn’t hold back.I was going to come.
