My chant grows louder. Unintelligible. A guttural garble of pleasure and pleading.
I thread my fingers through his hair and hold him to me. Brazenly lift my hips for more. Tense and strain as I climb.
Until I’m on the edge.
The sound of him licking me seems so dirty but feels so right that I can’t help but cry out when he finds that perfect rhythm—filling me deep and hard but stroking me so softly with his wet mouth.
In a burst, I come apart, the dark sky turning a brilliant white behind my clenched eyes.
It’s a long minute before I can move, during which a million emotions bubble up behind my breastbone.
The most urgent one crystallizes when Ethan moves over me.
I want more.
So much more than one night.
Ethan
Let me just say that when a beautiful woman comes apart in your arms, it makes you take stock of your life.
A few weeks ago, I was miserable. No two ways about it. Miserable that I hadn’t been able to keep my family together. Miserable that I was working so much. Miserable that life hadn’t turned out the way I planned.
Right now, though? Despite the painful erection biting into the zipper of my jeans, I feel pretty damn content.
Tori pants, laughing, the sound musical.
Wiping my mouth with my forearm, I slide down next to her and pull her close.
She nestles into me, wrapping her arm around my neck and throwing her leg over my thigh. I caress the smooth expanse of her back, enamored by her soft skin and the sweet scent of her hair.
Clearing my throat, I tell her the truth. “I’m not sure if messing around in my truck in the back pasture is the most romantic thing ever or supremely low-class.”
She hums. “That’s easy. Super romantic and adventurous. And I love adventures.”
I chuckle, completely charmed by her free spirit. “Noted.”
Tori is so unlike the women I’ve been with before. I wasn’t lying when I told her she wasn’t really my type. Why I’ve always dated high-maintenance women is beyond me, because being with this girl who is laid-back and fun is fucking addictive. Allison would’ve died twice had I suggested cuddling in the back of my truck under the stars.
Tori shivers in my arms, and I rub her shoulders to warm her. “I’m an ass. Here you are freezing to death. We should go inside.”
But her immediate reaction makes me smile. “No, I love it out here. Let’s stay longer.”
Through the back window of the cab, I reach for another blanket, toss it over us, and pull her close. When her bare chest touches mine, I have to bite back a groan because she feels so damn good.
Completely addictive.
Threading my fingers through her thick hair, I whisper, “So I guess this means you’re reconsidering that whole ‘not even if you’re the last man on earth’ speech you gave me a few weeks ago?”
“Oh, God.” She presses her lips to my chest as she snickers. “You have to know I’ve always thought you were hot as hell, even when we were arguing.”
I like to think of myself as a fairly confident guy, but I’d be lying if I said that compliment doesn’t feel good coming from her.
She glances up at me, her hair tumbling over her chest like she’s my own X-rated mermaid. “If you hadn’t opened your mouth that first day we met, I’m pretty sure I’d have taken you on your kitchen counter.”
Smirking, I kiss her. “And if you hadn’t openedyourmouth, I’m pretty sure I’d have let you.”
Crawling on me, she nibbles on my neck. Bites my ear. Licks my bottom lip.
