Page 124 of Never Kiss and Tell

“Pull over.”

“What?”

“Pull over.”

With an exasperated sigh, Charlie drags the truck back to the curb and jerks it back into park.

“What the hell is going on with—”

I don’t give him time to finish his sentence. I climb over the center console and into his lap. His hands go to my hips to steady me and in a split second, I crush my lips to his. He lets out an animalistic groan, kissing me back with a fierceness I’m not accustomed to.

His lips against mine send an electric current through my body. My core warms and wetness coats my legs. Charlie’s handsgrip my hips and he slides me up onto his erection. The rough fabric of his pants brushes over the damp material of my panties and makes my body tingle. I grind my hips into his, earning me a slap on my bare bottom.

Charlie releases my lips and my body cries out from the loss of his touch. His hand fists in my hair, tugging my head back and to the side to expose my neck. He nips at the flesh below my ear and I surge against him, earning me the sting of another slap.

“Can anyone see us?” I ask, panting like an animal in heat.

“Not with the tint,” Charlie bites, out, suckling on the flesh at the base of my shoulder.

I reach between us, undoing his belt buckle with shaking fingers and then his pants. I pull his erection out, stroking it in my palm. He’s hard and thick, his body needing this as much as mine. The thought that I can get to him as much as he can me makes my heart flutter in my chest.

“Fuck,” Charlie groans, untying the bow in the back of my dress and letting it fall down around my waist and expose my breasts. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he grits, leaning forward and capturing one of the hardened peaks in his mouth. His other hand slips between my legs and tugs my panties to the side, his finger sliding inside me.

I gasp as his teeth nip at my nipple, a tingle shooting through my core. I adjust his erection so he’s lined up with my opening and slide down the first inch, gasping as he fills me.

“Go slow.”

I slide down, as slow as I can manage, my head falling back as his thick length fills me. I’m still sore, but the pain onlymakes the pleasure that much greater.

“You feel so good,” I breathe, setting my hands on his shoulders for leverage.

“All of it,” he orders, his voice hoarse, before he takes my other breast in his mouth. He grips my hips hard enough to leave bruises, guiding me onto him. It’s too much and I’m too full, but he pulls me up just as I take all of him.

There’s no gentleness in the way he pushes me back down on him. His movements are quick and hurried, like he’s as desperate to touch me as I am to please him. I lean forward and burry my face in his neck, sucking on the flesh beside his Adam’s apple.

“Is this what you need?” he grits, pulling me tighter against him and locking his arms around my back, moving me up and down on him so fast I fear I might black out from how hard he’s thrusting into me.

“Charlie, I’m going to come,” I cry, my body seizing and my vision blurring. White hot fireworks explode between my eyes and I let out a shrill cry. Charlie swallows it, continuing to fuck me with abandon. He comes hard, groaning out my name like it’s a dirty curse word and pumping up into me.

I go limp in his arms, his heartbeat racing against my chest. Our breathing is heavy and sweat coats my lower back.

Charlie takes my face in his hands and I can feel them shaking. I had an effect on him, though I wasn’t sure if it was the rough sex we had just had, or something deeper, more genuine.

“Why did that feel like a goodbye?” he asks, his gaze searching mine.

My heart clenches in my chest as I fight off the wave of emotions I’m feeling. I reach up and comb back the hair that had fallen into his face.

“You better wipe my lipstick off you before we get to the party,” I whisper, afraid to tell him what I’m really feeling.

Fuck the deal. I want him.

His lips quirk at the edges and he leans forward, capturing my mouth. He kisses me gently and my heart explodes with longing.

When he pulls away, he slowly slips out of me, leaving a trail of wetness coating my inner thigh.

“That’s so fucking sexy,” he murmurs darkly.

“Can we go eat now?”

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