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She nods. And then she grabs my waist, guiding me into her as she rolls her hips to meet me.
Fuck yes. That’s it. Liquid heat courses down my body, and I thrust harder and harder.
“Yes,” she pants, holding onto me as she arches up to kiss my neck. “You feel so good. Don’t stop.” She layers her lips with mine, her breath hot and wet. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
The nerves under my skin fire, and I feel her heat wrap me up as I push her thighs up higher and drive into her. “Tiernan…”
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I kiss her deep, licking her sweat, reveling in the heat inside the cab, and tasting my life all those years ago when I would’ve died happy doing this to someone for the rest of my life.
I look down at Tiernan, her body taking everything I’m giving, and I swear I want to swallow her whole. I’d forgotten what this felt like.
To actually want to make someone happy.
She comes up, locks of her hair stuck to her face, and sinks her tongue into my mouth, her body tensing and shuddering as her moan drifts down my throat.
Her pussy contracts, and I know I don’t have to hold it anymore.
She lets out a cry, and I thrust, throwing my head back and driving into her again and again, harder and harder.
Heat fills my groin, the blood rushes, and I come, spilling deep inside her with one final thrust.
My lungs empty, and I nearly collapse, dropping my head to her shoulder.
“Holy shit,” I murmur, breathing a mile a minute.
Her arms circle me, her thighs tightening around my waist, and I run my hand up her leg, up her cute socks and hot thighs, over the curve of her ass, and up her torso.
Lifting my head, I stare down at her.
“Don’t talk,” she says right away. “You’ll ruin this. Feel guilty later.”
I laugh, kissing her forehead and her lips before bending down to take her nipple in my mouth.
“I don’t want to leave,” I tell her, “but if we run out of gas, we’ll run out of heat.”
“That’s okay.” She arches her breast up into my mouth, moaning. “I’m already sweating.”
She drags her nails up my back, and I kiss down her body before leaning back to look down at her.
She glistens and glows, beautifully destroyed in the backseat of my truck.
Sitting up, she spreads her thighs a little and slips a hand between her legs, trying to look down there like she’s trying to see something.
I quirk a smile. “Expecting something to look different?”
She smiles to herself, blushing a little.
Then, she looks up at me, her eyes wide. “Can we do it again?”
My mouth falls open, and I’m fucking hard again.
Jesus Christ.
Hell yes. Fine. Whatever. The longer we stay in this truck, the longer I can put off facing myself in the mirror.
“You ever ride a mechanical bull?” I ask her.
