“Pretty sure I’ll have it worked out shortly.” Gray kneels in front of me, hooking his fingers in my waistband. Slowly, he drags the denim down my legs. “I could come in my pants from this.”
“Don’t you dare,” I say, stepping out of my jeans. “If you come without shoving your cock in me, I’ll spread vicious lies about you to your teammates.”
He laughs, tossing them to the side. Then he rocks back on his heels.
“And your shirt is still on,” I say, sighing with all the dramatics that I can muster. I scoot my panties to my feet and then kick them at Gray’s face. “There. I helped again.”
He catches the lace in the same motion as he sits on the side rail of his truck. “Get over here.”
“Yes, sir.”
“I could get used to this,” he says, holding my boobs in his hands. “You have the nicest tits I’ve ever seen.”
“Aren’t you just a gentleman?”
He shakes his head at me, his eyes hooding, as he sucks a nipple into his mouth.
Finally.Motherfucking fireworks.
My back arches, shoving my chest closer to him.
One of his hands massages one breast, while his hot, wet mouth lavishes attention on the other. I straddle his knee, heat pouring from my pussy as my juices coat my inner thighs. I need friction. I need relief. But all I can do is tip my head back and moan into the night.
“Do you like that?” he asks, moving his mouth to the other side.
The breeze picks up again, the cool air dancing across my naked body, my hair billowing around me with each gust. The chill touches me in places that have never been exposed to the elements, and somehow,I love it.
No one’s around. There are no houses, no security lights, no cameras. But the possibility of it, the idea that I’m completely naked in the bed of a truck with a man sucking my tits—and readying to do a whole lot more—is exhilarating. Thrilling.Addictive.
Gray slides a hand down my stomach and slips it between my legs.
I widen my stance, tipping my head back and moaning again.
He rubs my clit in slow, sensuous circles. “I fucking love how wet you are,” he says, his voice husky. “This is such a turn-on.”
“I concur. Now make me come.”
He lowers both hands, denying me.
My eyes fly open. “What are you doing?”
“You aren’t coming yet.” He moves me back gently before he stands. A wicked smile graces his lips. “We just got started.”
CHAPTER
TWENTY-FOUR
Gray
Who knew I had this much self-restraint?
I glance down at the quilt that I spread out earlier. It’s not terribly soft, but it will keep dirt and debris from scratching her skin. And, right now, that’ll have to be good enough.
“Lie down,” I say, hopping off the tailgate.
“Where are you going?”
I look up at her and grin. The moonlight catches the moisture coating her legs. Her tits are perfectly shaped in subtle teardrops, and her mouth puckers like she wants my cock in it.