Page 38 of The Third Girl

And Skylar, she’s shaking and crying. Tears run down her cheeks.

Fuck.I run a hand through my hair and close the distance between us. I’m still so full of protective rage, I’m half afraid of what will happen if I touch her.

But she doesn’t give me a choice. She pulls away from Kennedy and lunges at me, throwing her arms around my waist. The fear spills from her every pore. “Get me out of here, Matt.”

The bewildered expressions from my friends say it all. They don’t have any idea what’s happening right now between Skylar and me.

And that makes perfect sense because neither do I. But I won’t deny her request. “Come on,” I growl low. “Let’s get some fresh air.” I motion to the others that I’m taking her outside with me. With a protective arm around her shoulders, I lead her down the hallway past the bathrooms and out the back exit.

I take her all the way over to my Bronco that I’d parked near the fence at the end of the lot. Before I can ask her if she wants me to take her home, she’s clinging to me, her hands gripping the fabric of the shirt at my waist. Her entire body trembles like a wounded animal would.

I run my hands lightly over her back and take steadying breaths to calm the rapid-paced beating of my heart. I don’t know if it’s doing any good. Guilt flows through me, laced with pain and soaked in desire. The feel of her in my arms is overwhelming. But it also feels right, and that’s confusing for me. And even though this physical contact between us is setting my mind to spinning, there’s not a chance in hell I’m pushing her away.

After a few moments, she eases back, looking up at me from under hooded eyes and through tear-spiked lashes. Her tongue darts out to wet her lip, and my eyes follow like a starving man. I crave her. Want her. I push a few more labored breaths from my lungs, doing my best to stall. And then, I can’t stop. Her pink lips call to me like a siren’s song. My head dips down, and I claim them with mine and moan when her lips immediately part, accepting the swipe of my tongue inside her mouth.

Lightning jolts down my spine, and I’m swamped with the heady feeling of learning how Skylar likes to be kissed. I slide my hands to the sides of her neck, brushing my thumbs over the curve of her jaw. She’s delicate and beautiful, but she’s kissing me with passion and want and need.

She presses up onto tiptoes, fisting the front of my shirt at my chest in her hand, and tugs me closer. Her tongue licks into my mouth, causing lust to pound through my body. I kiss her deeper and harder. I want to consume her; take everything she’s offering.

My hands roam her body, and I groan at the soft feel of her under my rough hands. I have a split-second worry that she’ll equate this with what that asshole did to her, but when I take a breath and stare into her eyes, the difference is clear. She’s touching me, too. She wants this. Me.

My mind practically explodes at the realization. I lift her, and her legs wrap around my waist. We continue to kiss, feeding off each other’s frenzied movements. When she gasps for breath, I kiss my way down the column of her throat as I cup her breast in my hand and give it a firm squeeze, my thumb flicking at her nipple through the thin fabric of her shirt and bra.

Her head falls back.

The sky opens up, and it begins to rain.Hard.

I whisper against her rain-drenched lips, “Do you wanna get in the car?”

And to my surprise, she shakes her head. Her words come out ragged and urgent. “Keep going.”

Keep going.I don’t have any idea if I’ll regret this tomorrow, or even ten minutes from now, but there’s no blood in my head to form the words to argue, so I turn around and push her back up against the passenger door, sliding one hand down to cup her ass.

My dick is so hard there’s no way she doesn’t feel it between her legs. As if she heard my thoughts, she rocks her hips against my pelvis. Heat flashes through me. I slip my hand down her leg until I find the hem of her skirt, then coast my hand up the smooth underside of her thigh. I grasp her bare ass cheek in my palm. I’ve been jerking off to thoughts of it for days now. My breathing becomes ragged as I look into her eyes. “I want to be inside you.”

The rain pelts down on us, fierce in nature. “Yes.” She nips at my lips with her teeth.

Not waiting a single second, I tug the scrap of fabric between her legs to the side and slide my fingers through her slick, wet folds. I dip them into her pussy, and her muscles clench down as I stroke her inner walls, then rub the spot that makes her back arch. I groan softly next to her ear. “Fuuuck, you feel good.” My dick is throbbing, aching to be enveloped in the warm wetness of her pussy. I bring my fingers up to circle her clit, savoring the feel of her body. My mouth finds hers again, my tongue exploring and caressing. She tastes like sweet cherries and whatever alcohol she’d been drinking at the bar.

With my lips brushing hers, I growl, “Rub yourself against my fingers. Show me what you like.” That’s all it takes to shift from hesitantly moving her hips to full-on grinding against my hand. I cup the side of her face and watch as she climbs higher and higher, panting into my mouth and writhing. Her body moves like a dream.

Lightning streaks through the dark sky, bringing her gorgeous features out of the shadows. “Oh God. Matt!” she cries as she pulls me closer, threading her fingers through the hair at the nape of my neck. Thunder rumbles in the distance, and she clings to me, staring into my eyes as rainwater runs down her face. She blinks the water away. Bites down on her lip. And then she’s coming, falling apart, hips rolling. She drenches my hand as she shakes her way through the orgasm.

I make quick work of unbuttoning and unzipping my pants, then glance around. We shouldn’t do this here. But God, I want to. I really want to.

Skylar reaches between us, grasping my cock in her hand, and guides the leaking tip to her entrance. I let out a heavy breath.Fuck.My dick is right there, notched in place and ready to go. She pulls her hand from between us, then holds onto my shoulders.

Our eyes lock. Something profound passes between us. An understanding of sorts. I’m not alone. She’s with me. And because of that, I can’t resist any longer. I surge forward, driving hard into her soaked pussy.

Holy shit.I’d had an idea this would be mind-blowing, and I wasn’t wrong. She takes all of me, her breath hitching and fingers clawing into my shoulders.

I hesitate, searching her eyes for some indication that I should stop, but she urges me on, drawing me closer with her legs and kissing me hungrily. The feeling of being so intimately connected to her—it’s making my head spin. I stroke into her willing body over and over again. My heart is having trouble keeping up; it skips beats and thumps around in my chest like it’s trying to come out and join hers.

The rain pours down, and if we weren’t so incredibly into what we’re doing, we’d probably be freezing our asses off. Everywhere we’re connected is a hot spot, and I’m burning up from the inside out.

Lightning strikes even closer this time, brightening the entire parking lot. Skylar throws her head back, crying out in ecstasy as her pussy clenches rhythmically on my dick.God, she’s beautiful.My hips piston faster and faster. And as the thunder booms, shaking the night, my orgasm roars through me. I grip Skylar’s ass tightly and slam into her one last time as my release spurts into her body.

Our breathing is labored as we stare into each other’s eyes. I wish I knew what this meant. I certainly didn’t plan on this when we came out here. My head is still clouded from the orgasm that surged through me like the storm that’s pounding down around us. I pull out and help her to stand as her legs unwind from my waist, wincing at the fact that I came inside her without any protection.Shit.Like I said, totally unplanned. Totally out of my fucking mind with need.

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