She gets on her knees and moves closer to me. She pulls her finger from my mouth and then her mouth crashes against mine. I take hold of her hips and guide her onto my lap. She straddles me and her arms go around my neck. Her tongue plunges into my mouth and I’m surprised by the passion she’s kissing me with.
Suddenly she pulls back, her eyes wide again. “Sorry, do you want this?” she asks, motioning between us with the same finger I had in my mouth only seconds ago.
I slip a hand around the back of her neck and pull her back down. “Just fucking kiss me already,” I growl.
When our lips touch again, it feels as if something explodes between us, blowing all our self-control to hell. I caress her tongue hard with mine, and then I take bites of her bottom lip. I’ve wanted to do this for so fucking long. I break the kiss and then continue pressing kisses along her jaw and down her neck.
Her head falls back, resting in my hand and she gives me full access to her neck. I kiss and suck, leaving my mark all the way down to her collarbone.
I’m so fucking hard my cock is going to tear right through my jeans. I grab hold of the hem of her shirt and shove the piece of material up until I can see her bra. I pull the flimsy lace down, exposing her breast and then go in for the kill. I take her nipple in my mouth and I suck at the soft flesh before gently biting down on her. Her hips jerk against my cock and I let her breast go.
I look up at her and see the shock on her face. She’s confused because she wants me. I cover her breast again but I don’t stop. Stopping now will do more damage than good to both of us.
I bring her mouth to mine and whisper, “Ride me, Cara. Make yourself come.” I take her mouth, slipping my tongue in again, and tasting the sweetness of the ice-cream on her tongue.
I drop my hands to her hips and push her down on my cock. The clothes are in the fucking way. I let one hand slip into her slacks and panties. I feel her pussy and she’s fucking burning up for me.
I press my palm against her and push one finger in. Her hands dig into my shoulders and I can feel that I’m losing her attention with the kiss. I pull slightly back and then start to rub her gently. “Fuck my hand, Gorgeous.”
She keeps her eyes on my face as she starts to move slowly. Her cheeks flush with excitement and soon her body takes over. Her breaths start to come faster, matching every jerk of her hips. She presses down harder on my hand and her movements grow slower. She’s so fucking close.
I push another finger in and I watch as her eyes glaze over with pleasure. Her mouth opens but no sound comes out as she comes against my hand. My fingers fold around her neck and I yank her to me. I crush her lips under mine and fuck her with my tongue, wanting to devour her orgasm. Her body jerks against mine. Her breasts brush against my chest and her pussy rubs against my hand, and it takes every last bit of strength I have to not strip her down and fuck her right here on the back of the truck.
Cara~
Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.
That’s all I can think as wave after wave of pleasure pulses through me. It makes my toes curl and my skin tingle.
His tongue and teeth assault my mouth, making the orgasm last longer. His fingers thrust in and out, and his rough palm presses hard against me, just the right amount of pressure.
Oh fuck.
My body starts to slow down and Damian slows the kiss until he pulls his hand out of my pants. He breaks the kiss and then brings his fingers to my mouth.
I feel slightly embarrassed as I first suck the one, then the other. I’ve never tasted myself on someone else before.
He pulls his finger from my mouth and then both his hands settle on my hips. He’s just looking at me, those gray eyes dark and intense.
He’s not saying anything.
I let go of his shirt and then straighten it around his neck.
I can’t meet his eyes as I realize what I’ve just done. In broad daylight I just jumped him on the back of his truck. I rubbed myself shamelessly against him.
Oh fuck.
“Look at me,” he whispers.
I shake my head and start to get up, but his fingers dig into my hips and he yanks me back down against his hardness.
My eyes dart to his and it makes my cheeks flame even more.
“Talk to me,” he says calmly.
“I don’t understand how you can be so calm about this. I just jumped you.” I try to get up again but he won’t let me up. “Sam!” I shriek using his real name so I can get his attention. “Let me go!”
That predatory look shadows his eyes, making them almost black. “Don’t you fucking Sam me.” He yanks me closer until our chests are flush against each other’s. “I kissed you, Cara. I touched you. I want to fuck you, but you’re not ready,” he spells the words out to me.
He shakes his head and then pushes me off of him. We both stand up and I watch as he jumps from the back of the truck. I walk to the tailgate and slide down.
He starts to walk away from me. “You have got to stop thinking that I wouldn’t want you!” he yells, and then he turns back to me. He stalks at me and it makes me feel a slither of fear crawl up my spine. I take a step back but it’s too late.
He grabs my hand and presses it to his hard-on. “You feel that?” he hisses.