Twist of Fate (Taking Chances #2) - Tia Louise Page 0,74
core, and my hips begin to move on their own. I’m brazenly dry humping him in the cab of his truck with the windows down in the alley, and I don’t even care.
“Daisy…” Our mouths break apart, and one large hand returns to my ass, cupping me right between the legs. “Are you sure?”
“If you don’t fuck me, I might die.”
“Can’t have that.” One hand grasps the back of my neck, pulling my mouth to his, and two fingers slide inside me, causing me to rise onto my knees with a loud moan.
“Shit, Daisy.” He gasps, holding me by the waist and reaching across to the glove box.
My lips are at his ear, and I kiss, bite, lick as his fingers curl, massaging my core. I slide back as he sits straighter, lowering his shorts so his massive cock springs free. My eyes widen, and I lick my lips as he rolls on the condom.
“You’re killing me right now.” His voice is tight, and when our eyes meet, it’s pure lust and need and something more, something intangible.
I rise up to position myself over him, cupping his face in both my hands. “This changes everything.”
He stretches higher, grabbing the back of my head and pulling my mouth to his again as I drop onto his cock, allowing him to fill me completely.
“Oh, God.” I break away, lifting my chin as I slide back and forth on his lap.
He grips my ass, and he’s moving me faster, lifting me up and driving me back, the ridges of his cock massaging my insides. My toes curl and the sparks of orgasm soar from the arches of my feet, threading around my legs, along my inner thighs, and centering where our bodies are joined.
I’m wild with desire. My eyes are closed, and sweat rolls down my back. My hair sticks to my face, and my fingers are in his damp hair. Our mouths move fast, devouring, hungry, and salty sweat is on my tongue.
He kisses my jaw, and a ragged Oh! flies from my mouth when he reaches up and rips my tank top open. I can’t stop riding him, driven by the orgasm flooding my veins.
My breasts bounce, and he catches one with his mouth, sucking it firmly, repeatedly as I rise off my knees. I let out another ragged cry and he groans, pushing his ass off the seat, driving higher into me.
“Jesus, Daisy,” he gasps, his head falling back. “I need you to come. Come… Now.”
His strained voice twists the muscles in my stomach tighter. I’m burning from the inside out, and it all centers in my pelvis, tighter and tighter until he lets go with a groan so loud, it vibrates my entire body.
My orgasm explodes, and I jerk forward, grinding my pussy as he holds me down on his cock, bucking with me. It’s years of pent-up need and desire. We’re dreams and delayed gratification and lust and chemistry smashing together in otherworldly sensation.
We ride it out, milking every last drop of heavenly bliss. I’m limp as my arms drape over his shoulders. We’re breathing fast, and I’m so deeply satisfied, I could fall asleep right here on his lap, in tattered clothes, with his cock buried deep between my thighs.
“Mm…” His large hand slides up and down my back. “Remember when that little prick said you were bad at sex?”
A smile curls my lips, and I exhale a laugh. “He couldn’t make me come.”
“What a massive idiot.”
Lifting my head off his shoulder, I look down at the scraps of my torn shirt. “I’m glad I’m not too far from home.”
His sexy mouth twists, and he pretends to be sorry. “I guess I was a little impatient.”
“Impatient?” I squint one eye, trying to fight my smile. “You didn’t even try to take it off.”
“Here.” He drops his thin tee over my head, and it’s like a dress.
Using the scraps of fabric, I touch the sweat off my neck. “It’s so hot. You should come inside and take a shower.”
One eyebrow arches, and he nods. “Good idea.”
Twenty-Five
Scout
My fingers slip into her open mouth as I fuck her from behind. We’re in the shower with the water blasting, and Daisy’s moaning so loud, I’m afraid she’ll wake the princess.
“Shh.” I graze the side of her neck with my teeth, and her fingers curl in my hair.
Our bodies move together like a wave, rocking and thrusting, and I lift and squeeze her breasts. “Have I ever said you have really great