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Was this finally about to happen? Me and Riggs? My wildest dreams coming true tonight under the stars at our favorite viewpoint.
My hands move to his neck, my fingers wrapping in his wet curls as his fingers skim up my sides, teasing over my side breast before they wrap at the base of my throat and press on the pulse point in my neck. His smile spreads across his lips as he breaks the kiss and I whimper at the loss of his lips on mine.
I gasp in the cool air, my eyes volleying back and forth from his glistening greens.
“Why did you stop?” I ask, my fingers still locked in his hair at the nape of his neck.
“I am just trying to savour every single moment of this night,” he smirks, his fingers gripping my chin as he tilts my face up so I have to look at him. “You have no idea how long I have been dreaming of this, how long I have wanted to know how your lips would feel on mine, the way your skin would feel under my fingertips…” he pauses for a moment as he runs his tongue across his bottom lip then pulls it between his teeth. “I know how you taste Wildflower, but I want so much more,” he groans and I blush, my cheeks burning and I am grateful that he can’t see me blushing under the dark star kissed night.
“I want it all with you too Riggs,” I pant, his other hand is resting on my lower back, his fingers drawing circles on my bare skin which causes my skin to prick in goosebumps mixed with the cool spring breeze that seems to have picked up with the rain that coats us.
The smile slips from Riggs’ lips for a moment and suddenly I am worried that he is having second thoughts. I sit back, my knees hurting from resting on the truck bed. Riggs moves onto all fours, crawling towards me before he lays me down slowly, so my back is resting on the damp blankets of the truck and I shiver against the coolness on my skin.
“Oh baby,” his voice is low and soft, but loud enough to hear over the rain that is belting down onto the truck exterior. “I need to get you warm, I don’t want our first time to be the reason for you getting hypothermia.”
I giggle as he wraps his arms around me, and I loop my legs around his waist as he stands with ease, his arms tucked under my ass as he walks me to the edge of the truck bed. I lock my arms around his neck and panic courses through me as he jumps from the bed to the ground and I squeeze my eyes shut, fully ready to hit the dirt, but of course he doesn’t let me slip out of his arms.
“I’ve got you,” he whispers against my lips as he walks me around to the front of the cab, opening the door and placing me on his driver’s seat. I climb over the middle of the truck and wrap myself up in a ball on the passenger seat. Riggs climbs in and I watch as he shudders, lifting his cowboy hat from my soaked head of hair and tossing it into the back.
“Hey, you took my hat,” I lick my upper lip and my hazy eyes lock on Riggs’.
“Myhat princess,” he winks as he starts the engine and turns the heating up, the radio playing soft country music.
“I’m yours so the hat is mine okay cowboy?” I shudder as the warm heat from the heater blows onto my skin.
“I feel awful that you’re cold, I should have never kept you in the rain,” he sighs and breaks his eyes from mine, my heart stammering in my chest.
Pushing to my knees, I climb over the center of the truck once more and straddle myself in his lap, my legs bent on either side of his.
“Baby, don’t feel awful. It was the best damn kiss I have ever had,” I clasp his face in my hands, lifting his face to look at me as his eyes volley back and forth between mine.
He rolls his lips and I squirm in his lap as I feel his evident bulge in his pants.
Brushing my lips softly against his, I mould into him when his hands grip my hips, holding me in place as I grind my hips over him. I hear the shudder of his breath, my eyes fluttering open to see his eyes wide and pinned to mine.
“I’m never letting you go Dinks; never.”
CHAPTERTWENTY
RIGGS
Our lips meet, her fingers fumbling with the hem of my top as her wet, cold hands splay against my hot skin and I suck in a breath as my hand wraps around the back of her head holding her in place. Her gentle fingers skim up the sides of my body before she glides them back down again.
“Let me undress you,” she whispers ascardiganbyTaylor Swift starts playing in the background and I feel her smile against my lips. “Secret Swiftie?” she giggles as she kisses me between words.
“No secret about it,” I chuckle as I reluctantly let go of her and she sits up slowly, my hands moving to her damp jeans, squeezing her thighs gently. “You’re so beautiful,” I rasp and it’s the truth. Her sitting here, her skin dewy and glowing with a permanent blush painted onto her cheeks, her freckles that dust over her face, and all I can see when I look at her is the moonlight dancing in her eyes. The stars now hidden behind the clouds and she looks every bit a goddess basking in the darkness that surrounds us.
“So are you,” she nibbles on her full cherry red bottom lip and I feel a primal growl vibrate through me.
Her fingers are back and playing with my top, her eyes burning into mine and I could lose myself in her honey golden eyes. Slowly lifting the thick cotton material, I lift my arms as she pulls it over my head and discards it on the passenger seat. I watch her with intent as her soft and playful expression hardens, her eyes trailing down over my chest, her fingers mapping out a trail that only she can see. My heart drums under my skin a little faster now as her feather-like touch brushes through my dark dusting of chest hair and my breath catches at the back of my throat. Her brows pinch and furrow deeply as she traces the scar of my tattoo over my heart, skimming them around in an infinite loop. Her eyes finally lift to meet mine and I can see the pain behind her eyes. She knows my dad’s ways. This is no shock to her but it still makes my own heart ache seeing her pained by something that is so natural to me. I instantly miss her gaze when her fingers make their descent and I hear a soft shudder of breath consume her.
“Don’t be sad,” my voice is low as I grip onto her chin and lift her pretty face to look at me and she meets my eyes with a smile.
Lifting my arm up, my hand is just in front of her face when I watch her eyes center and focus on my wrist and my heart somersaults. Her own hand lifts and her index finger brushes over the black, woven bracelet she gave me the night we sat on the roof to look at the stars. The night we had our first kiss. The night I silently promised her forever.
“You still have it,” she whispers, her eyes glassy as they meet mine.
“Always,” I breathe and let my fingers graze across her sharp jaw, they brush a strand of her hair over her ear before I let them hook behind her head and pull her lips to mine. She whimpers into my mouth as my spare hand skims up her side, brushing softly against the bare skin between her cropped jumper and waistband of her jeans. She sits back, her beautiful dimples on show as she smiles and now it’s my turn. I skim my fingers under the elasticated hem of her jumper and let them trace the back strap of her bra and I feel my cock twitch inside my jeans, rubbing against the zipper.
