Page 60 of Heartstrings & Horizons
“I’m going to fuck you, Paige.”
Giving her no time to argue, I round the car, helping her out of the passenger seat then ripping the back door open, placing her on her knees, ass hanging slightly out the door.
“This is going to be fast and hard,” I warn. I’m already so fucking worked up it’s a damn miracle I didn’t come in my pants while she read her smutty little book.
I lower my zipper and free my hard erection before tugging down her leggings just enough to have access to her dripping wet cunt.
“Play with your clit, I want you ready to come with me, baby.”
She complies as I thrust forward, filling her to the hilt. She moans and begins stroking herself at a frenzied pace. I slam into her over and over, feeling my orgasm building. Wrapping a fist around her hair, I arch her back into me, crashing my lips down to hers stifling our moans and minutes later we both fall over the edge at the same time, screaming out our simultaneous release.
“Fuck. That was incredible. I think I’m addicted to this pussy.” A shiver racks her body atmy words. I will never tire of seeing how I affect her.
We quickly clean up with some wet wipes she keeps in her purse and pull back onto the road. Instead of returning to her kindle, she switches on the radio, filling the car with music as she softly hums along.
Hours later when the sun has set and the glow of the streetlights are the only thing guiding our way back home, I glance over at my girl curled up with a pillow resting between her head and the window and wonder what I ever did to get this lucky. Her soft snores echo through the car, though I’ll never tell her that, and I reach out to swipe a stray curl off her forehead.
“Hey Sunshine,” I hate to wake her but we’re only a mile away from my cabin and I don’t want her to miss the scenery as we pull into town. She lifts her head and stretches out her arms before glancing out the window at main street. The town is lit by string lights cascading between buildings, creating a canopy of light above us. I point out Rosie’s and tell her about its history as gossip central. As we’re passing The Ridge, I see Miles and Dean standing under the awning as they flag me down, urging me to pull over. “Do you mind if we stop and say hi to the guys real quick?”
“Ugh, I probably look like a hot mess,” she grumbles in response.
“You look beautiful. They’re going to love you.”
She rolls her eyes in disbelief, then mutters what sounds like “fine” as I pull into my usual parking spot. She checks her makeup in the visor and releases her curls to cascade around her face. I round her side of the car and hold out a hand to help her step out. She quickly tosses my hoodie back into the passenger seat so she’s standing in nothing but her tight as fuck leggings and a black tank. “Baby, you’re going to freeze.”
“Give me a second,” she chides as she pops the trunk and grabs one of her ultra soft sweaters from her suitcase. “You just had to stop and see your friends leaving me no choice but to improvise, so I don’t look like a fucking troll the first time I meet them.”
“You’re always perfect, Sunshine, and they already love you.”
Once she's done primping, I lead her over to the patio where the guys have snagged a high top table. Last time I spoke to them in our group chat, I failed to mention that I was bringing Paige home with me, so I smirk at my friends when shock overtakes their expressions, when they take in my approach and the girl that’s currently clinging to my biceps.
“Well holy shit, this is a surprise.” Miles is the first to reach out and plant a kiss on her cheek, making her blush.
“Watch it, Miles. I wouldn’t want to have to rearrange your face.” I’m only kind of joking.
“Ignore him,” Dean scoffs. “It’s so nice to finally meet you,sunshine.” He pulls her into a quick side hug.
“Same. I’ve heard so much about you guys.”
“All good things, I hope,” he responds, giving me a dubious look.
“Maybe. Except for that story about the time you got wasted and streaked down main street holding a football over your junk.” That never happened, but I love that she’s already shooting the shit with my boys. He laughs at her quip and slaps a hand on my shoulder nodding as a sign of his approval.
“Do you guys have to get back to the cabin or can you hang for a bit?” Dean asks.
“What do you think, Sunshine? You up for a beer or 2, and maybe some karaoke?”
“Sure. Can we go inside? It’s a bit chilly out here.”
“Of course. Lead the way, Sweetheart,” Miles says. I slap him upside the head for using an endearment with my girl, but I’m secretly thrilled that they're already bringing her into the fold.
I look towards Dean, who’s holding the door open for my girl. “Is Cara with you?”
“She’s meeting me here later. She had to run home after her shift.”
I catch up in 2 strides and take Paige’s hand in mine, flagging Liam down as we step over to the bar. “Hey man, this is my girl, Paige. We’ll take two of whatever light beer is on tap and you can open a tab and put whatever Dean and Miles are having on there, too.” He nods, giving Paige a subtle smile before getting to work on our drinks.
It’s still early in the night and things are about to ramp up when karaoke kicks off in a few minutes, so I lead her over to claim a small table near the stage. The scent of stale beer lingers in the air as patrons clamber to find tables. This isn’t exactly the way I wanted to introduce her to Oak Ridge, but it’s a part of our life here and she’s getting a front-row seat.
