She looks so soft and vulnerable, her face turned up to mine, skin dewy, lips still swollen, and something ignites, flickering hot beneath my ribcage.
I forget the burn when her fingers find my zipper for the second time tonight and tug it down. But before she can go farther, I press lightly against her chest. “Lie back for me.”
She purses her lips, as if she’s about to argue or maybe just keep going, but then she eases back.
I reach behind me, gripping my shirt at the back of my neck and dragging it over my head. Then I fold it up and lean over her so I can place it under her head.
Her lips curve. “Such a gentleman.”
That pulls a rough laugh from me. “Hold on to that thought.” I press my thumb against her lips until they part, then slide my fingers into her mouth. “Suck.”
With her face flushing dark enough to be visible in the moonlight, she does. The way her cheeks hollow, combined with the wet heat of her tongue against my skin, sends sparks shooting up my spine. And by the little humming moan she lets out, she knows how she’s affecting me.
I shove my jeans and boxer briefs down my thighs with my other hand, freeing my straining cock, then pull my glistening fingers from between her lips. I spit into my palm and slick my length with both of us.
The whimper that slips out of her urges me on, and dammit, I can’t wait a moment longer.
“Feet on the edge,” I grit out.
She pulls her legs up, bending her knees so her heels rest on the tailgate and she’s open for me.
With one hand braced on the truck bed next to her hip, I fist the base of my shaft and glide the tip through her wetness, then press it against her already swollen clit.
“No teasing.” Her mouth lifts at the corners, though her voice trembles as she repeats my words from earlier.
Fuck. This woman.
I shake my head, fighting a grin. “Bossy.”
“You started it.”
That does something to my control. I drag myself back down until I’m lodged against her opening. The soft, wet heat of her against my bare skin sends electricity crackling through me. My balls give a warning pulse, and I’m not even inside her yet.
“Slow.” My voice is harsh, but if I rush it, this will be over all too soon.
Still holding myself, I flex my hips and push an inch into her. The air rushes out of my lungs as her tight channel closes around the tip of my dick.
We both groan.
Fuck. Nothing between us.
I’ve never felt anything as incredible as Sage’s body gripping me like a slick, heated vise. I can’t imagine ever wanting anything more.
“Fuck, Sage.” I drop my head, my eyes clamping shut for a beat as her muscles quiver around me.
“Don’t stop.” She rocks her hips, trying to get more of me. But I tighten my grip on myself to keep from just rutting into her.
“Holden.” Her fingers curl around my forearms. “It feels so good. I need you to move.”
How can I resist her when she asks like that?
“Hold still, then, sweetheart. Let me do this.”
She wets her lips and nods.
With my hands on her inner thighs, I use my thumbs to spread her so I can watch, heart hammering, as I work my way into her one inch at a time. Until my control breaks and I drive the rest of the way inside her.
Her cry cuts through the quiet night.