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The fantasy she revealed early had been burning in my brain ever since. I would do anything to fulfill her fantasies, and thankfully, this one was pretty easy to accomplish.

She broke away from my mouth long enough to say, "I can't believe this is finally happening," before her mouth started trailing kisses down my neck as her fingers started fiercely working at the buttons on my shirt.

I chuckled at her eagerness, but when she undid the snap of my jeans, that laugh died in my throat.

"Bella," I whispered, hearing the strain in my voice, needing to taste her again like I needed air.

Our mouths fused together again as our hands wandered all over each other like love-sick teenagers, and that's exactly how I felt.

Even though we'd spent the last several nights exploring one another, there was something about being in the cab of this truck, reliving those moments when we almost took it too far. But now there’s no going back—I wanted her in every way.

When my tongue delved into her mouth to taste her again, her hand dove into my pants beneath the waistband of my boxers and her delicate fingers wrapped around my shaft, stroking me as I groaned into our kiss. "God, you’re amazing. Your hands feel so good on my cock. Do you like stroking me like that?"

I could feel her smile against my lips. "I do. But I think I’d like it even better with you in my mouth."

And that's when, to my surprise, she shoved me back into my seat and dropped to the floor of the truck so she was on her hands and knees, her head over my lap. She locked eyes with me as her hands stroked my cock, and I let out a moan of appreciation not just of her touch, but in anticipation of what she was about to do.

I should've been embarrassed to admit there hadn't been a whole lot of foreplay the few times Emma and I had been together. We just needed to be as close to each other as quickly as possible.

"Bella," I growled in a ragged breath. Her smile grew before her hair fell over her face and she leaned down, jerking my shaft free of my underwear and flicking her tongue against my tip.

I hissed in agony and pleasure, trying to keep my hips from bucking up towards her mouth. I could feel her husky laugh against the sensitive skin, and then her tongue was swirling around the head of my dick. Before I could draw in a breath, she sucked down half my shaft, eagerly moaning in the back of her throat. Just that sound alone was enough to make me completely unravel, and I was loving every goddamn second of it.

As she took me into her hot, wet mouth inch by inch, and I gritted my teeth against the incredible sensation. This was my Emma, on her hands and knees, giving me the fantasy of a lifetime and groaning in pleasure because of it.

I swept her hair away from her face and gently fisted my hands in her hair so I could watch her slowly glide up and down my hard shaft.

I felt like if I took a breath, everything was going to shatter into a million pieces and didn't want this feeling of closeness to stop.

She had shown vulnerability earlier that night at dinner when discussing her father and her vehement conviction that she was her own woman now. And now she was being vulnerable with me in another way, and all the pain of the last twelve years seemed to melt away beneath her ministrations.

As much as I wanted this to go on forever, I also desperately needed to be inside of her. I needed to look her in the eyes as I took her in the cab of that truck. "Emma, my love, please, I need to be inside you," I begged, "I need to feel your tight pussy around me," and with that I helped her into a sitting position, sliding her panties down and yanking the skirt of her dress up over her waist. I kissed her fiercely as my hands explored her folds, thrilled to find them soaked. She was ready for me.

I laid her on the bench seat, peppering kisses over her face. She moaned against my mouth, "Jaime, that was so hot. I loved feeling your hard cock in my mouth," she said, and I groaned.

"Well, I hope you love the feeling of me sliding inside of you just as much."

"I do. I love all of you," she said as her hand reached to position me at her opening.

All the emotions I’d been trying to keep in check for so long were no match for that confession. Everything in me broke apart, and I surged inside of her as she cried out. I buried my face into her neck. "Fuck Emma, I love you so much," I said, thrusting into her. "I always have." I said the words, and I fucking meant them, because here in the dark cab of my truck as I fulfilled her fantasy, there was no stopping the truth pouring from my lips. This was the woman I loved, the only woman I have ever loved, and I wanted her to know it.

Her hips struggled to keep up with mine as I pounded into her, swallowing her cries with my mouth and tasting her as her pussy began spasming around my shaft.

She ran her nails down my back as my thrusts became more frantic. The sound of her pants, moans and screams in the truck would be branded as a soundtrack on my brain.

"That's my good girl. Come for me," I coaxed, as I felt her tightening around me, desperate to hold back my release until she was fully satisfied.

Her hands shot to my ass, digging her fingers into my skin as she pulled me deeper and cried out my name, the syllables filling the cab of that truck reverberating through my hyper-sensitized body. She came hard around me and I followed almost immediately, shouting out my release.

I collapsed on top of her, trying to catch my breath and loving the fact that every time I inhaled, I was surrounded by the scent of the woman I loved. I felt almost feral, gathering her up in my arms and holding her close to me, whispering nonsensical, sweet nothings into her ear.

When I finally regained my senses, I realized what I was saying. "I never want to let you go. Don't make me let you go. I can't do it again."

Startled that I let myself go so completely, I pulled back and looked at her face to see her eyes shining with tears, but she was smiling at me.

She reached for my face, rubbing her thumbs over my cheeks, admitting, "I don't want to let you go either… I won’t let anyone get in our way ever again."

Relief flooded my body as I leaned down to kiss her, and soon we were feverishly making out again.

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