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“You’re so fucking hot, baby,” he murmured against her mouth. “Dig your nails into me, Lena.”
She did it again and moaned.
Her nipples were hard, stabbing through her bra and shirt, and she felt so damn aroused right now she couldn’t even think straight. Pressing her chest to his, Lena gasped out softly when his hard chest pressed against her nipples, making the already sensitive tissue even more responsive.
He cupped both sides of her face, tilting her head to the side so he could deepen the kiss, making her want him even more. Their breath was heated, humid, and so frantic she couldn’t decipher where one ended and the other started.
When Rory broke the kiss, and murmured, “Let me have you, baby. Give me something to keep me warm at night while I’m in Colorado.”
If she hadn’t been madly in love with him already, those words would have made her fall hard for this boy.
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Lena could have cried at his statement, but instead, she pressed closer to him and kissed him harder. Rory moved away from her mouth and trailed his lips along her cheek, down her jawline, and started running his teeth over her pulse, right below her ear.
“Take me right here, Rory.”
He groaned against her neck, and she let her head fall back, relaxed and aroused, as he slid his hands onto her shoulders and yanked her impossibly closer. And then he moved his hands down, between their bodies, and cupped both of her breasts, squeezing the mounds until she cried out in pleasure.
It felt so good. Rory felt so good.
“God, I fucking love you, baby.”
“I love you, too,” she said against his mouth, wanting their clothes torn off already. Endorphins were moving through her bloodstream fast and fierce. Lena felt high from them as if she’d never touch the ground. When she slid her hands over his arms and felt the muscles jump at the same time he squeezed her breasts, everything rushed forward, exploding like fireworks inside her.
There was so much definition beneath his T-shirt that all she wanted to do was rip it off and memorize every inch of his chest, lick every defined line and hard ridge.
“I want you,” he said again, more frantic this time, his voice deeper. He bit the side of her throat and a gasp of pain left her, but on the heels of that was this incredible spark of pleasure. Her pussy clenched, becoming even wetter. Her clit throbbed, feeling like her pulse was based right in that tiny bundle of nerves.
“I am so wet for you, so needy, Rory.”
That had him stilling and moving his head back to look at her face. “I’m coming back for you, baby. Wait for me.”
“I’ll always wait for you.” She felt her eyes start to water and leaned in, kissing him as deeply as he had kissed her just moments before, telling him without words she felt the same way. She’d wait for him forever.
He broke their kiss, gazed down at her for several moments, and then helped her off his lap. But before she could protest, he had the blanket spread out across the bed of the truck, and seconds later, she was on her back with his big body over hers.
Rory had his gaze riveted to her chest, and she knew he could see how hard her nipples were. Hell, they felt like they’d rip through the material. He rose above her slightly, leaned back on his haunches, and that was when she looked at the crotch of his jeans and saw the huge bulge he sported.
“Does it feel kind of dirty taking you in the back of my truck?” he asked the question, but there was heat and desire in his voice.
“Yeah, it does, but I kind of like that.” Lena was so turned on, and they hadn’t had sex out in the middle of nowhere, with the trees surrounding them and the stars above them. It seemed like the perfect night, the perfect place to do this since he was leaving tomorrow.
“I want to do so many dirty things to you, Lena.”
They’d done just about everything, even before they’d had sex. “You can do whatever you want to me, Rory. I want it all, as long as you’re the one giving it to me.”
He looked back at her face, and a low, almost animalistic sound left him. Lena gazed down at his chest, and his abdomen, and lower still. Rory was built like a tank. To say he was masculine was an understatement.
“I want you to fuck me. Fuck me, Rory. Right here, right now.”
The sound that came from him this time was so raw, so low, that she felt the vibrations through her entire body.
“Baby, you can’t say things like that to me.”
“I’m so ready for you.”
Rory pushed her thighs open even wider with his knee. The way he breathed, and the force in which he was touching her, told her he was at his breaking point. But Lena would be lying if she didn’t admit this didn’t get her so worked up she felt like passing out.
