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“So?” Now, she’s the one who looks confused, scrunching her nose and tilting her head to the side.
“What do you mean ‘so’? Do I have to spell it out?” I blow out a breath and give voice to a thought I had been trying hard to ignore the closer we got to home. “Listen, I know we were together in the truck. Emotions were running high. Maybe you wanted to experiment now that you’re free to do so, and I was the lucky man who just happened to be there.” This next part is hard to get out, but it has to be said. “Now that we’re not stuck in the truck, I need you to know that I don’t expect you to actually want to be with me…intimately. I don’t want you to think you have to do anything for me to keep my promise to take care of you.”
I watch her expression slowly morph from confusion to surprise and, finally, to anger. Shit, I’m really good at putting my foot in my mouth when it comes to her.
Chapter 18
Dolly
Wyatt really seems to have no idea just how incredibly sexy he is. He’s pure masculinity, and I think any woman would want to be with a strong, kind man like him—one who owns up to his mistakes and takes action to correct them.
It helps that he has a huge dick and delivers mind-blowing orgasms too.
Can’t forget about that.
I don’t know if Crystal was the one who planted all these insecurities in his head or if they were already there, and she just hammered the final nail in the coffin. What I do know is that I’m furious, both on Wyatt’s behalf and mine, that he still doesn’t believe I want to be with him and thinks that the intimacy we shared was only because I wanted to experiment.
I also know I need to leave soon and find a way to hitch a ride out of town for his own good, so if this is the last night I get to spend with him, then I’m going to use it to prove just how sincerely I wanted him—still want him.
I step forward ‘til we’re toe to toe and jab a finger in his chest. “Now it’s your turn to listen. I did not give myself to you because you ‘just happened to be there’ or because we were stuck in the truck together.” I whip my shirt off, leaving me naked since I didn’t have a clean pair of panties to change into. His eyes flare with lust, and I step between his strong, thick thighs, cup his cheeks, and lean in close until our lips are almost touching. “I love the way you look. I wanted you then, and I still want you now, Daddy.”
I press my lips to his and arch my back so my breasts brush against his bare chest. The feel of his chest hair tickling my nipples sends a zap of electric desire straight to my clit. Wyatt lets me push him down flat on his back, and I climb on his lap to straddle his hips and his huge, hard bulge that’s now tenting his sweatpants. I moan when his hands come down to cup and knead my ass as I roll my hips, grinding my clit against him.
I need more.
I need it all.
“Jesus, babygirl. You have no idea what you do to me,” he says between moans, just as turned on as I am.
“Yes, I do. I can feel it.” It’s true. I can see the blazing desire in his eyes, hear the way his breathing has accelerated, and feel how his dick is responding to my movements. But a flash of uncertainty hits me when he lifts my hips in the air.
He must see the uncertainty on my face because he rushes to reassure me. “I just gotta readjust.” Wyatt shoves his sweatpants down until his monster cock is free, and the sight of the pre-cum already dripping from his engorged tip sets my core on fire.
I lick my lips, suddenly wondering what it must taste like. I whimper in need as I brace my hands on his chest to support myself, spread my knees wider apart, and try to drop my weight back onto his lap.
“Oh god, please, Wyatt. I want you.”
“Fuck, you really do, don’t you?” he asks with awe as his insecurities melt away.
The thought that he can’t see what I see makes me heartsore for him, but I push it away to focus my efforts on lowering my hips so I can feel his thick length against me, skin to skin. No matter how much I squirm, though, he continues to hold my hips just out of reach.
“Daddy…” It comes out as a plea, and I bite my lip, giving him my best puppy-dog eyes—the ones I know he can’t resist.
“Needy little thing, aren’t you? You want to sit on my cock, babygirl?” His voice is thick and husky with his own need and hunger for me. I nod furiously, but he shakes his head. “I want to hear you say it. Tell me you want to sit on Daddy’s cock.”
I’m two seconds from crying in frustration as he continues to deny me. Wyatt looks positively wolfish like he wants to eat me up. I fucking love it.
“Please, Daddy. I want to sit on your cock. I want you inside me.”
His nostrils flare, and he adjusts us so that his dick so it’s pointing straight up and pressing against my entrance. He finally lets me lower my hips, and I take the head of his cock inside me. I gasp brokenly as I try to lower myself further, but I have to stop after an inch or two because the stretch burns. I can’t take anymore, no matter how much I squirm or how hard I roll my hips.
“You’re too big. It won’t fit,” I grumble in disbelief. After all this build-up and finally getting the chance to have what I want on what could possibly be our last night together, his huge cock won’t fit inside me.
“Fuck yes, it will.” He flips me on my back in the middle of the bed, keeping his cock head tucked just inside me, and supports himself on his elbows. Wyatt kisses me, distracting me with his tongue as he starts rocking his hips back and forth, trying to work more of his length inside, but my body locks up at the intense stretch and burn.
I groan against his lips in defeat. This is not how I thought my first time would go. I knew there might be some pain like a lot of girls experience when they lose their virginities, but not this much pain.
Wyatt kisses across my jaw to my ear, his voice full of gravel when he says, “Don’t worry, babygirl. We’ll make it fit. Just gotta loosen up this tight-as-fuck pussy first.” He takes turns kissing and licking his way down my body, nipping at my skin as he goes until he’s at eye level with my most intimate parts. “Spread your legs. Show me what’s mine.”
