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Regardless, I’m in this now, and no one is going to tell me otherwise.

Chapter Fifteen

Tucker

Tilly lifts her curved frame up onto my lap with a soft purr in her throat that has my cock standing at attention. “I don’t know what happens tomorrow,” she purrs, “but I’m taking tonight.”

Jesus Christ, I’ve been fantasizing about sinking into her tight, juicy, little pussy since the second she stepped into my office, but I need to restrain myself.

“You’ll regret this in the morning. Hell,” I laugh under my breath, my hands aching to touch her back, “you might regret it the second it’s over.”

“Maybe,” she runs her fingers back through my hair and leans into my lips gently, “but it’s one night in thirty-one thousand. I have to have you, Tucker. My body needs it.”

I growl low under my breath and nuzzle into the crook of her neck without thought, breathing her in.

“Besides,” she continues, stretching her hand to rub the length of my hard cock against the inseam of my jeans, “I think you need me, too.”

“You have no fucking clue how bad I want this, princess, but I don’t think I could take you once and never want more. I’d spend every fucking day knowing how happy I could’ve been, knowing I let you get away.”

“Then don’t let me get away,” she moans as she lifts herself a little to shimmy her jeans off, her bare ass now sitting back on my lap as her hands rest on my shoulders and her lips find their way to my face.

My God, it’s captivating. I don’t deserve this. I don’t deserve her. I know that, yet my body doesn’t seem to give a fuck.

My chest tightens, my palms itch, and within seconds, I’m growling in her ear, barking out commands like a heathen. “Take your shirt off. I want your tits in my face.”

She obeys immediately, stripping off her camo T-shirt and soft pink bra, exposing these perfectly pointed breasts against my lips. My cock pulses as her nipple brushes against my tongue and her long, blonde hair falls against the tips of my fingers that rest on her back.

The windows of the truck are tinted, but I don’t think they’re tinted enough that a very curious onlooker wouldn’t be shocked if they saw what we were doing. That alone should give me pause. Then again, what’s a public indecency charge on top of everything else?

“Look at me, princess.”

She does as I ask immediately, her bright blue eyes somehow shining through the darkness. “This is your last chance to walk away. The second I tug these jeans down, you’re mine.”

“So make me yours,” she says, lips pressing against mine. “I want you dripping down my thighs, Daddy.”

Well, I warned her.

I bend up from the seat, her tits bouncing as I shove my jeans down, grip her hips, and pound her little pussy on top of my cock with a groan.

“Oh,” she whines as I push her hips back and forth, working her onto my cock as I watch her curved frame move. Her smooth skin against my legs, her soaking slick folds on my cock, her sweet little ache in my ear.

It’s embarrassing how fast I can feel this going.

“You like riding Daddy’s cock, baby?”

She pants and wiggles her hips faster as she bites back a smile. “I love it. You’re so big!”

“That’s my girl. Take it. Take Daddy’s dick.” I’m thrusting up into her, the suspension on the old truck aching beneath us.

Gripping my forearms tight, she whimpers, “I’m so close. Oh my God!”

“Good girl. Now do as you're told and come on Daddy’s cock. He needs it.” I’m growling loud as my teeth sink into her shoulder with pressure. So much pressure that I wonder if I’ve drawn blood.

“Oh God!” she pants as she rocks back and forth like a little fiend, obviously as desperate to release as I am. “Bite me harder!”

Harder?

“Filthy little slut, aren’t you?” I scrape my teeth down over her neck and onto the top of her opposite shoulder and bite down.