There’s no way in hell she feelsthisgood.
That I’m already imagining more outside of the backseat of my truck. That I want to see her again.
That I want to claim her.
Because when she pulsates around my dick at the perfect beat, my balls clench at the same exact moment Sienna does this cute little squeal, breaking apart around and through me.
Her huffs and puffs as I still claim her make me follow, busting in my condom as my balls beg mercilessly to get as much of my release as close to her as possible.
Crazy.
It’s like living in an alternate universe where this isn’t random, and I want to mark this girl for all eternity.
People like me—in this small-as-hell town—don’t meet like this and have long-lasting relationships. Folks drive through, stop for a night, then take off.
However, branding this as a one-night stand and keeping it as that doesn’t bode well with me either.
Sienna slouches and puts all her weight on me, hiding her face in the crook of my neck again as we both regain our composure and proper breathing patterns.
“Fuck, you’re good,” I rasp, wrapping an arm around her as I rest my head back along the leather of my bench seat.
Sienna hums, sounding completely sated and spent. Fucking erotic and next-morning worthy.
“Come home with me, Sienna.”
She chuckles softly, and my dick twitches inside her, which gets her to jerk a bit. “Mhm…aren’t you tired?”
“Not when I have a chance to get you again.”
She does this little disappointed groan, and I immediately sense it coming.
I should’ve known.
There’s no fucking way on this green earth that this was going to last. That I’d have a chance in hell that this was going to transform into something completely different.
This is fairytale shit.
And I don’t know why I felt so hopeful moments ago while she was taking me all for herself and nothing more.
She’s going to skip and dip. And I get the pleasure of stroking my dick for the next few weeks with memories of this.
“I can’t guarantee I’ll be awake,” she mutters, sounding sleepy, but I’m predicting that it’s me attempting to work out in my favor with that fake belief again. “And I don’t want to leave this backseat.”
“Then stay here with me, and I’ll allow you to get some energy back before I fuck you awake again.”
“Mhmm…that sounds sooooo good.” Her face nestles deeper into the crook of my neck. “But I have a really early day?—”
“Eh, shit,” I grumble, feeling a tightness form in my chest even though it has no right to be there. “You’re bailing on me, Sienna.”
She draws herself from the confines of my shoulder and looks down at me. “I’m not bailing. I reallydohave an early morning tomorrow.”
I’m still not convinced. “Prove it.”
“I’ll give you my phone number,” she says immediately. “You can test it and everything.”
“And when do I get to see you again?”
“This weekend?” I perk a brow because that’s in six days. “I know this sounds cliché again, but I’m booked solid this week for work.”
