Page 82 of Inexplicable

“Baby?” he questioned in a sexy baritone that made me crazy.

“I want…”

Stop, Jenna.

We were in the middle of the woods.

No matter how much I wanted him, he wasn’t going to screw me against this giant tree.

It was unlikely we’d see anyone, but we were near a major tourist attraction.

“You want me to fuck you,” he said hoarsely against my ear. “Believe me, I’m tempted, but that can’t happen right now. The first time is happening in my bed, when we have all night.”

I was releasing a shaky breath when I felt his hand skate down my body until he was cupping my pussy.

“Yes,” I said in a pleading voice that shocked me.

I was so damn needy that I was more than willing to beg for relief.

He had my zipper down and his fingers inside my panties before I could take a breath.

“If you want, I’m always going to make sure you get what you need. You’re so wet, sweetheart,” he said gruffly as he nipped and sucked at the sensitive skin of my neck. “I can’t wait until your sweet pussy is clamped around my cock.”

God, I loved his dirty mouth.

“I can’t wait, either,” I panted as Brock teased my clit, spreading the wet heat over the engorged nub.

“Eyes on mine, Jenna,” he demanded. “I need to watch you come this time.”

Our eyes locked, and the heat in his gaze nearly incinerated me.

My head hit the back of the tree, but I kept my eyes on him as he pushed my orgasm close with increased pressure to my clit.

He didn’t have much space to move inside my panties because my jeans were tight, but it didn’t matter.

He knew how to make me insane, no matter what the situation.

His hard strokes to my clit had my orgasm unfurling inside me.