“Jax,” I hiss as he rubs the seam of his jeans against my clit.
“Fuck! I can smell you, Lucia,” he growls. “You’re soaking through my jeans, Angel. Tell me who you’re dripping wet for? Me or that creep you were just dancing with?”
I blush at his words. “You,” I pant before he kisses me softly.
Then he pushes himself back again and drops his head between my thighs and runs his tongue the length of my pussy. My hips almost shoot off the seat as a hot spike of pleasure rockets through my body but he is too quick for me. He keeps my wrists pinned with his left hand while he uses the other to push one of my legs over the back of the seat. Then he switches his grip, holding my wrists with his right hand so he can press his palm against the inside of my other thigh, flattening it against the seat until I am completely spread open for him. Holding me in place, he nuzzles my clit with his nose while he laps at my opening.
“You taste even sweeter than I imagined you would,” he groans as he brings me to the edge of an orgasm quickly.
He releases my wrists and wraps his hands around the backs of my thighs so he can pull me closer. I plant my hands on the window behind me, hoping that the dark tint will obscure us from view, as wet heat surges through my core. I have never felt anything like this before. My head spins as warm pleasure sizzles and dances through my legs and stomach before converging in that one sweet spot where he has his mouth.
“Jax,” I whimper.
“I’m so fucking desperate to be inside you, Luce,” he murmurs as he pushes two of his thick fingers deep into my pussy and my whimpers turn to loud, unrestrained moans. My walls clench around him as spots flicker behind my eyelids. When he swirls the tip of his tongue over my clit, I shout his name as my climax crashes over me like a full scale tsunami.
My thighs tremble. My head swims. I gasp for breath as he pushes himself up onto his forearms and looks down at me with pure fire in his eyes. The thought of what might happen next makes my heart begin to race and my blood thunder in my ears. His face is glistening with my arousal and he licks his lips, making me blush.
He reaches down and brushes a strand of hair from my face. “I have waited so fucking long to do that.”
“Really?” I breathe out as the waves of my orgasm keep on pulsing through my body.
“Don’t pretend you didn’t feel this between us, Angel. Isn’t this what you were hoping for when you were grinding yourself all over that jackass in the club? That I’d carry you out of there and fuck you instead?”
“I thought…” I swallow. Of course I felt it, but I assumed it was all me. I feel so out of my depth here. This is everything I’ve ever wanted, but I can’t let him know that. Jax is all about the casual hook up and if he knew just how much being with him like this meant to me, he’d drive me straight home. “I didn’t even know you were there tonight. And in case you haven’t noticed, you haven’t fucked me.” I narrow my eyes at him.
His eyes twinkle in delight. “My little wildcat,” he says with a grin. “But I am going to fuck you, Luce.” He reaches over to the glove compartment and pulls out a condom before he turns back to me. “If I’m going to hell, I might as well go all out, right?”
“Yes.” I nod my agreement. I have never wanted anything more in my life.
His eyes darken. His Adam’s apple bobs in his throat as he swallows and the air in the truck is thick with heat and desire.
“How about you climb onto the back seat so I can fuck you properly?” he growls. I push myself up and do as he asks, shifting through the gap in the seats until I’m sitting on the bench.
Jax follows me, squeezing his huge frame through the space until he’s kneeling on the floor in front of me.
He unzips his fly and pulls his cock free and I swallow. Jesus! He is huge. I mean, I’m no virgin, I’ve got a kid, but I’ve had sex with like four guys in my life and none of them were hung like him.
He must see the look of surprise in my eyes because his brow furrows in concern. “You okay, Luce?”
I bite my lip. How do I say this and not give him an ego the size of Texas? “You’re pretty big,” I whisper.
He gives me one of his slow, sexy smiles before he tears open the condom and rolls it down over his thick shaft. “I won’t hurt you, Angel. Promise,” he whispers as he leans over me again, the tip of his cock nudging at my entrance. “Besides, you’re soaking wet. I think you can take all of me like a good girl.”
Damn! The rush of heat almost winds me. Why is that so hot? I blush again and he smiles at me. He makes me feel so nervous and inexperienced.
He gets up onto the seat, grabbing my hips and pulling me toward him until he’s kneeling between my thighs. “You’re dripping all over the seat of my truck,” he growls as he looks down at my pussy. Then he leans over me and starts to trail soft kisses along my throat. His stubble gently tickles my skin and I squirm but he holds me in place with the weight of his body.
“You want me to fuck you, Lucia?” he whispers in my ear and I feel another rush of wet heat between my thighs.
“Yes,” I pant. “Please, Jax?”
“On one condition,” he growls.
“What?” I whisper as he edges the tip inside of me.
“After I fuck you in my truck, you come home with me and let me fuck you in my bed. Just give me one night with you.”
That’s not a condition, that’s like a dream come true. “Yes,” I gasp and he edges in further, stretching me wide open. I hiss at the burning sensation and he kisses me softly. “Relax, Angel. Let me all the way inside. I want to feel your tight little pussy squeezing my cock when I make you come again.”