Growing up, my dad had scared me too much to go without a condom—even when I was a wide-eyed hellion chasing skirt at the local rodeos. But the thought of marking Josie in this way was heady. Intoxicating. I wanted her to be mine in every way imaginable.
“Neither have I,” Josie replied, tenderly cupping my cheek. “But it seems fitting that we’re doing this together, doesn’t it?”
I couldn’t stop my smile, pushing her hair off her forehead and pressing a kiss there. “Yeah, darlin’. It’s pretty perfect.”
My girl leaned in with a smirk, hips rotating in a slow circle. I couldn’t tell if it was the greatest feeling of my life or pure torture. Her hand came up, kneading her breast. “Then, fill me up, cowboy. I want to walk back in the house with your hand in mine and your cum in my pussy.”
“Christ, Josie.” I couldn’t wait any longer, slamming home in one hard thrust. Our collective moans were obscene, echoing off the oak-lined walls. Holy shit, she was tight. We both stilled as she stretched around me, her cunt wrapping around my cock like a vise. “You have such a filthy fucking mouth.”
Josie wrapped one arm around my neck as I began to move. Her other traveled between us, rubbing circles along her clit to the rhythm of my thrusts. My fingers dug into her skin, leaving marks behind that would surely bruise. It took everything I had to keep myself from coming within a few seconds, especially as I felt every quiver and shake of her body.
The waves of pleasure were building, and I could already feel myself reaching the point of no return. “Josie, I dunno how much longer I can last. I need to make sure you come.”
“Keep going,” she panted, increasing the speed of her fingers.Her pussy fluttered around me, and it was nearly the death of me. “I’msoclose.”
Each frantic piston of our hips sent us closer to the edge. We were a mess of tangled limbs and sweaty bodies. The table rattled, slamming into the wall. Whatever had been on top had fallen, littering the ground beneath us.
Her desperate whimpers spurred me on, those breathy little moans that were for me and me alone. She slid her hands beneath my shirt, clawing her nails into my back as I rutted against her. My head fell into the crook of her neck, running my tongue along her erratic pulse point.
The moment her sweet cunt tightened around my cock, I was gone. The base of my spine tingled, my balls tightened, and then Josie cried out my name as we came together. Her head fell back, mouth agape on a silent scream as I continued to fuck her through our release.
“Lincoln, oh my god.” She was so beautiful like this, in the throes of ecstasy, with my name on her lips. I wanted to capture this moment forever, to burn it into my memory.
I’d spent a lot of time thinking about what our next time would be like, wondering if it could compare to those five days we spent in Tennessee, but this was better. Her sweet pussy tightened around my length, sending me careening over the edge with her. My climax was brutal. I was a damn teenager again, lasting all of ten seconds before coming.
But there was something about this moment that was different than any other. I didn’t know if it was knowledge I was taking her bare, how I felt every muscle constricting around me. Or maybe it was knowing that from this moment on, we were endgame.
My hips slowed as we came down from our high. I could feel my release leaking around me, slipping between our bodies. Josie shuddered as I began to pull out, watching with glazed eyes as she saw the evidence of frantic fucking.
“That’s so hot,” she panted, watching as I swiped through the mess with my cock. I met her gaze as I slid my fingers deep, fucking our cum back into her. “Oh God, that’s even hotter.”
“Want a taste, baby?”
Josie’s eyes widened, and she nodded, opening her mouth and laying her tongue flat.
Fuck. Me.
I freed my fingers and placed them on her tongue, holding her gaze. “Then, suck.”
She closed her mouth around my digits, greedily cleaning them before letting me go with a wet pop. And then she smiled and hummed, licking her lips like a goddamned fiend.
“My turn,” I murmured, closing the distance. Josie moaned into my mouth as I tasted us on her tongue. It was erotic and dirty and the most incredible fucking kiss of my life.
I wish I’d thought twice about this location because I only wanted to lie with her in my arms. Not that I’d let something like not having a soft spot stop me.
“Come here, you,” I said, smiling as I leaned forward to scoop her up.
“Where are you taking me now?” she asked, wrapping her legs around my waist.
“Nowhere,” I said, stepping around the table without breaking contact. I slid down the wall, taking a seat on the cold floor as Josie straddled my lap. She leaned forward, resting her head on my shoulder. “Just wanted to hold you in my arms for a minute.”
I felt her lips curve against my skin. She was so beautiful like this, hair mussed and skin flushed from an orgasm. The room smelled like her—leather and sex and something sweet I couldn’t place. “I like the sound of that.”
“Hm, me too. Sorry, I couldn’t wait until we got somewhere a little more private.”
She pressed kisses along my collarbone. “We can be private forround two.” Her bare pussy was pressed against the length of my dick, and it twitched at the thought of fucking her again so soon. “Heseems to like it, too.”
“Darlin’, we don’t have anywhere to go.”
