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She breathes out against my skin before her hand lands on my cock. “I’ve watched you take control of everything for years. I’ve always imagined you were that way in bed too.”
“Is that what I do in your dream? I take you… despite what’s good for you?”
She nods. “Yeah, you do. You take me. You tell me what a naughty little girl I am, and you fuck me hard.”
I drag in a deep breath and let it out in a heaving sigh. If she wants me to take her, I will. I’ll take that tight little pussy and I’ll make her mine. The future is tomorrow’s problem, and right now, I’m okay with that.
Chapter Five
Lark
It’s thirty degrees outside, but the truck is a sauna. I pinch myself discreetly of course, for the third time tonight. Apparently, I’m awake… unless this is one of those cruel dreams where your brain lets you think you’re awake until you really wake up.
Right now, I need Clive’s cock deep inside of me, spreading me open.
No more dreams.
No more fantasies.
I need him… now!
My body, my soul, my heart, my clit, my everything craves his touch. I bury my face against his chest and rock my hips against the ridge of his hard cock. He seems to like this, and I like the low rumble in his chest as I move. There’s something about that sound, about his giant frame, about his big, rough hands all over me that has me believing I could give up everything else on Earth to have him touch me.
Babies, we could raise them together in secret. A house, he can sneak over after dark. Holidays, we’ll leave town at the same time and spend Christmas shacked up in Idaho or Montana. Whatever it takes, I need this. He’s so warm, so genuine, so real, and everything about this man is everything I’ve ever wanted.
His rough hand meets my throat, and he tips my chin up with his finger. “Let me take you somewhere nice. We can take our time and do this right.”
That, I agree to. Not because I care about where I lose my virginity or how we make love, because I could fuck him right here in this pickup truck. In fact, I’d love to go home smelling like pine and diesel. I want that scent scrubbed on me forever. But if Clive wants this to be special, I’ll do whatever he tells me.
He kisses my lips gently and palms his hand over my pussy one last time before I slide off his lap and back onto my side of the truck. I’m only there for a second before he pulls me back and tucks me under his arm to ride next to him.
I like this spot. It’s natural. I fit here under the weight of his massive shoulder.
We’re halfway down the hill, and I’m in heaven, when the shape of a figure I recognize all too well appears at the end of the driveway.
I glance up at Clive and slide away, wondering if I should slip beneath the seat or throw myself in the back before Cody sees us. I don’t know how to explain this away. Why would I be with his father at nearly midnight?
Clive squeezes my hand. “I’ll handle it.” The driver’s side window rolls down and Cody approaches. He’s built like his father. Tall and wide, though he hasn’t grown into himself yet. His hair is buzzed short, and he wears a baseball cap forward. Even with the shadows from the cap, I see his twisted eyebrows.
“What the hell? Why are you two together?”
“Meteor shower,” Clive replies. “What are you doing out so late?”
“Yeah. So, why are you watching it together?” Cody’s tone is both confused and harsh.
My stomach is in knots. I don’t care what Cody thinks of me, but I don’t want to cause trouble between him and his father. Not for Cody’s sake, but for Clive’s. Part of the reason he’s so attractive is that he cares so much about his son.
Clive wants Cody to be a part of everything at the ranch. I know he built it for him to take over someday, but Cody doesn’t want any part of it and that breaks Clive’s heart. I know it does. I see it in his eyes and in the way his shoulders fall when Cody rejects him. This would only make things worse.
What am I thinking?
I can’t mess up their lives. Clive is Cody’s father. We would never be normal. Not ever. Even if we ran off and did everything secret, Clive would never forgive himself for what he was doing… and I’d be the reason. Eventually, he’d resent me, and then what? I’d lose him.
This is stupid. I should stop it.
I have no idea where the conversation has gone between Cody and Clive, but it seems to have wrapped up. That said, it’s not at all resolved. I know that look on Cody’s face. He’s going to have questions later.
“Sorry, I zoned out. What happened?”
