Page 152 of Falling in Love with Two

His eyes land on my tits as he stares for a second.

“You’re staring at my boobs, Benji.”

“Not my fault. They were staring at me first,” he says. “I have a confession.”

“What’s that?”

“Mom is going to stay the night at the house. I got us a hotel room. I was going to wait and surprise you later, but I thought you should know.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Every time I try to have you to myself, we are interrupted. I thought a whole night was needed.”

I smile. “Oh, thank God.”

“You’re not upset?”

“Not at all. In the words of your sister, our daughter is a little cock block.”

He laughs. “No fucking joke. It’s like she has a sixth sense or something.” Looking me up and down once again, he says, “I can’t wait to get you alone later.”

The way he’s looking at me turns me on like crazy.

“Dylan,” I say. “Pull the truck over.”

“What?”

“Just pull over.”

Reluctantly, he pulls over. “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t want to wait until after dinner,” I say while climbing onto his lap.

He angles the steering wheel upward and scoots his seat back to give us some more room.

Our mouths crash against each other while our hands are everywhere all at once.

He yanks down the top of my dress to suck one of my nipples into his mouth. He’s touched me for less than sixty seconds, and already I can feel myself soaking my panties.

“Dylan, I need you,” I moan.

He reaches under my dress and cups my ass. “Baby, how attached are you to these underwear?”

“Not at all.”

That’s all it takes for him to rip them in half, giving him easier access to my pussy. I sit up on my knees so that he can pull his cock out and slide inside.

I forgot just how good his dick feels. It fills me completely without being too much. Grinding against him, I push my lips to his again. We make out while I ride him.

Our heavy breaths quickly steam up the windows. Maybe I should be worried about someone seeing us, but we are in the middle of nowhere, and honestly, I don’t give a shit if anyone sees. My need to be connected with Dylan outweighs everything else right now.

I love this man with all my heart and soul. Our relationship started out rocky, but now, it’s everything I ever wanted. I’m so grateful Dylan was so patient and loved me even when I didn’t love myself.

Before I was ready to admit that there was something between us, sex was the way that I showed my affection. Now we have taken the next steps, it feels even more special.

Every touch means so much more.

He holds my hip with one hand while the other cups my face. As much as I’d love to drag this out, I know neither of us is going to last. We have both been waiting too long.

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