Page 45 of Truck Stop Titan

Another stroke. Another step closer to that bangin’ body.

“Three.”

She fumbled with her belt buckle, her bottom lip curled between her teeth.

“Two.” A heat blazed under my skin.

Moriah shimmied out of her jeans, crying out in frustration when they tangled at her feet.

God damn, she killed me.

“One.”

I charged, ducking to catch her over my shoulder.

She squealed.

Whack! My hand met that perfect ass.

“Ow!” She squirmed so hard I damn near dropped her.

Three strides to the bed. The bed that made too much noise for what I had in mind.

I lowered to one knee, then the other, setting her on her feet, squeezing those hips so she couldn’t retreat. “Hold still.”

She pushed the wild hair out of her face.

Her white cotton panties were sinful in their modesty, but hell if they weren’t the sexiest strips of cotton I’d ever seen. Especially after they hung shredded in my hands. “I’m gonna pound this pussy hard, gorgeous. Gonna give you a fuck you’ll never forget.”

I shoved my nose between her legs, then teased with a swipe of my tongue. The damn woman shivered, a full body blow.

“Gonna ruin you, baby. Fucking break you, then piece you back together so mine’s the only cock that can fit in that sweet, tight cunt.”

I moved one hand around her back, squeezing her ass, then shoved the other between her legs, rubbing the moisture there, teasing her opening, then rubbing her clit.

Trembling hands landed on my shoulders, those delicate fingers gripping tightly. Her hips curled into my touch, cranking my internal furnace to dangerous levels.

Greedy for her moans and her tits and her skin, I tugged her closer. Following my cue, she straddled my thighs, and lowered herself onto my lap, taking every hot, hard inch of my cock on the way down. She coiled her arms around my neck, I clamped mine around her back, and that sweet thing rode me hard, arching and bucking and bouncing on my thighs, chasing her pleasure, biting my lip, my ear, my neck, then tossing her head back, offering her chest to me.

I devoured those hard buds, sucking, biting, licking. Too damn soon, Moriah pushed me back, grabbing my shoulders, riding my cock, killing me with that hooded, lusty glare, those rosy cheeks and parted lips. When she stopped with the up and down, just rocking her hips, soaking me where our bodies were joined, she snaked her arms around me once again, panted my name, over and over, and came, her whole body going rigid, then limp against me.

Her pussy pulsed around my cock in erratic pulls and fuck, the last thing I wanted was a disconnect, but we hadn’t taken time to grab a condom, and I was about to explode. Lifting her by the hips, I pulled out, then stroked my cock, once, twice, and still holding her close, I shot my load between us, and I didn’t fucking care about the mess. I snaked both arms around my sweaty, gorgeous girl, tangled my fingers in her hair, stared at the wall, and bit my tongue to hold back the words,stay, stay, stay.

But that was fucked. Foolish. We’d enjoyed a few good bangs. I was leaving. She was leaving. I had another day. One more day of bullshit to get through, then she would be gone. Mim would be gone. I could get back to…to what? What the fuck did I have but wasted years, foul memories, and a shit-ton of regret?

I slapped Moriah’s ass. “C’mon, gorgeous. Let’s get you to bed.”

“No. No. Just give me a few more minutes. Let me enjoy the fantasy awhile longer.” Her head grew heavy on my shoulder.

“Fantasy, huh?”

“I’m never gonna meet someone with a body like yours. Someone who kisses or touches me like you do. Someone who makes me feel like…”

“Like what?”

“Like a woman. Feminine, and sexy, and…” She dragged her nails up and down my back. “I don’t know. Wanted, I guess. I feel wanted, or needed, and it just feels really effin’ good.” She walked her fingers up my neck and then patted my cheek. “So please, hold me a minute, before we have to go back to reality.”

Reality.

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