Page 82 of Always You

“Fucking hell.” Our eyes link, her green ones trained to mine from under her lashes, a seductive spark shining back at me. The light of the moon illuminates her dark blonde waves, and she looks like a fucking dream. Like a siren, hypnotizing with just the humming of her breath, the glistening of her pussy taunting me like a forbidden fruit.

I press my nose between her legs, breathing her in like she’s my life support. The sultry scent is mixed with a sweetness that will forever be settled in my senses, kicking in a possessive streak. She’s mine. My index finger trails along the edge of the lace until I reach her core and I push the tip of my finger into the soft flesh of her walls.

“Goddamn.” I pull my lip between my teeth. “Thisis mine.” My finger pushes deeper, sinking into the warmth of her slick pussy, and it finalizes my fate. My destiny.

I will fuck this up, but the outcome will stay the same. Charlotte Roux is mine. But what’s even more terrifying… is that I’m hers. It’s settling inside me like a lifetime scar. She’s planted herself at the very core of my being, and whatever happens, whatever she will choose, she will own me in every way possible.

“Move back,” I order, tapping her thigh.

She lifts up onto her elbows, crawling backwards, her eyes still locked with mine.

I climb up the tailgate, placing my chest over her legs, softly pushing them to the side to give me full access. She reaches out her hands for me, but I push them away, placing a kiss on each thigh as I take off her thong.

“What are you doing?” Her tone is weak, her eyes bright with passion.

“Cherishing you with my tongue, baby.” I tauntingly run the tip of my tongue over her folds. “Has someone ever touched you like this?”

“No.” It’s pushed out with a breath, a pleading moan following right behind it.

“Good.” I dive my hands into her thighs, pressing her deep into the metal of my truck. “Because this ismine.” A soft kiss lands on her opening, and she whimpers at the touch, the sound lifting the hairs on the back of my neck. “Do you hear me, Charls? I’m the only one who can kiss you here.” My tongue briefly flicks over her sensitive nub. “The only one who’s allowed to eat you like you’re the oasis in the Arizona desert. Do you hear me?”

I dig my fingers deeper into her skin, and her gaze finds mine again.

“Do you hear me, babe?”

She nods. “It’s yours.”

It sure as fuck is.

“Holy shit!” she cries when my mouth covers her core. I stroke my tongue through her center, then take each lip between my own, gently sucking and nipping. Her saltiness combined with her soft moans turns me on even more as I bury my tongue inside of her while my thumb circles her clit. Her legs squirm underneath me, trying to break free, but my arms keep them firmly in place. She tastes like heaven, causing my mind to fog into a state that literally elevates my soul. A sharp sense of pride curls my lips when a few drops of moisture dripping from her entrance, firing up my craving to have her explode against my face.

“Hunter, I can’t,” she screeches desperately, yet with a clear longing in her voice.

“Sssh,” I blow against her flesh, taking her bundle of nerves into my mouth, flicking the button that ignites her. She starts to pant, arching her back to give me better access as her nails dig into my shoulders, and I push a finger inside of her. The tightness of her walls tells me she’s close as I continue to thrust.

“Oh my god. Hunt!”

“Let go, baby,” I growl. My tongue draws circles around her most sensitive spot and soon her quads tense as her pussy lifts up an inch closer to my face. Her fingers move into my hair, and she possessively holds my face still as she starts to grind her core against my mouth in the way she pleases.

“That’s it. Take what you want.”

“Oh, fuck. Hunter! Hunter, I–” Her breath catches in her throat, and she cries out her release while I relish her cream on my tongue. I suck it up, wanting to imprint her taste on my memory. I wait until the twitch of her hips grows slower and slower before I start to suck her clean, lapping around her folds, careful to avoid her throbbing clit as she relaxes at every new touch.

“Are you good, baby?”

An agreeing murmur reaches my ear, and I laugh, giving her gleaming pussy one more kiss before I push my boxers down. Grabbing a condom out of my jeans, I then climb on top of her.

“Hey, beautiful,” I whisper when our faces are aligned.

“Hey, handsome.” She lets out a giggle, resting her hands on my neck while I take the second blanket and throw it over my back to keep us warm, then press an affectionate kiss on her lips.

“I want you, Hunter Hansen,” she breathes against my lips, a lust in her eyes that makes her even more desirable. Without waiting any longer, I roll the condom over my head, aligning the tip of my shaft with her center before I slowly push in, stretching her wide. Her lips part more the farther I get, as she throws her head back. Her tight walls enclose me in a way I have never felt before, making me wonder why I’ve waited all these months. She feels better than I’ve ever felt, like she’s made for me in every way. My forehead rests on her shoulder, catching my breath, and I start thrusting inside her. Slow and scorching moves that pull out until the very last inch, right before I push myself completely back in. A shudder tracks down my shoulders,and my eyes shut as I’m starting to ride a wave of pure ecstasy.

“Hunter.” She throws her head back.

“You like that, babe?” My hand goes to her hair, fisting it in a dominating way, feeling the desperate need to own her. To show her all the devotion I have for her while I’m buried inside of her.

“Yes, keep going,” she pleads.

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