“Easy, Love.” Another brush of his thumb as he leaned forward and kissed her forehead. “It’s almost time.”
An involuntary moan seeped through her pores and into the quiet country air. “Austin…” His name was a plea on the wind.
“Out of the car Mackenzie.”
She obliged, and by the time she’d circled the truck, he was already on the flatbed pulling something out of a bag.
“Is that a blanket?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
She couldn’t help but smile. “Got a hot water bottle in there somewhere?”
He clicked on a small camping lamp and turned to her. “I see your hot water bottle, and I raise you a heated blanket.”
Shut the front fucking door. You could buy heated blankets that didn’t need a power outlet? What sorcery was this?
He reached over the edge of the truck bed and offered her his hand. “I have got you, Mackenzie.”
Didn’t he always? From the moment they first met he’d ‘had’ her in some way, shape, or form, and she loved it. “Yes, Sir, you do.”
She had to admit, the way she clambered into the back of the pickup was less than graceful. And she was more than glad the light was dim, and other than Austin, only the foliage and bugs were around to witness it.
He jerked his chin at the blanket he’d laid out with a small cushion for her head near the top and she sank to her knees. The pained sigh that came from him made her smile in the low light. “Even though you are frustrated with me, you still kneel and offer your submission.” He stroked her hair and she tilted her head into his palm, craving his touch everywhere at once.
“Yes, Sir.” Her body trembled, anticipation, need, a soul-deep ache to give him whatever it was he needed her to give him.
“You are wearing your plug?”
Her cheeks clenched at the mention of it. “Yes, Sir.”
“Good.”
She reached for his tented pants but he caught her hand and lowered himself to his knees in front of her. “As much as I want to fuck that pretty, pouty mouth of yours, Love. That is not what I need from you right now.”
“No?” Her chest heaved with effort with each breath she forced into her body. “What do you need from me right now, Austin?”
A heavy beat of silence, followed by another. She allowed her eyes to close and her teeth to sink into her lip to stop her from pleading with him to hurry up – it only ever made him go slower.
His thumb unhooked her lip from between her teeth as his lips skated up the side of her face, sending every hair on her body standing on end.
“I thought you knew what I needed from you this evening.” Another brush of his lips against her skin as his palm cupped her throat and tilted her head back, her eyes opening to meet his. “I need you to come for me, Love.”
Her eyes rolled back in her head as another wave of heat rushed to her pussy.
“Repeatedly.”
