Chapter Seven
Taylor
It’s happening again,and this time, just like last time, I never want it to end. West kisses me hard enough to bruise my lips, and the harder he kisses me, the more I want it. I moan into him, and my legs wrap tight around his muscled hips. His hands splay out across my jaw, gripping me possessively as he takes my mouth.
His hips rock against me, and I moan as I feel the huge, throbbing bulge I felt last night grind against my eager pussy through my shorts. I gasp into his lips, and my legs tighten, drawing him closer.
ÒFuck, baby,Ó he groans. I whimper, kissing him even harder. No one’s ever called me that, and I like how it sounds coming from his lips,
I’ve just been shot at and had what I think might’ve just been a panic attack. But when he kisses me, all of that fades away. Everything else fades away, until all I know is his lips on mine, and his hands holding me like I’m his.
My hands slide down his back, and before I know it, I’m gripping the edge of his t-shirt. I pull, tugging it higher, eager to touch his warm, bare skin. I’m eager like I’ve never been eager for anything in my life—like he’s a present I’ve been dying to tear open.
I tug his shirt up, and West pulls away just enough to yank it off and toss it into the truck. He crashes back into me, and I whimper at the feel of his bare, chiseled chest against me. My hands tease over his muscles, and my core tightens and melts for him.
West drops his big hands to my thighs, and I whimper. He teases my bare skin, running his fingers up and down the inside of my thighs until I’m shivering and gasping for his touch. He’s got me so fucking wet, to the point where I want him right here and right now, on the side of the freaking road.
I’ve never done any of this before. Not the kissing, the touching—none of it. But even with the danger looming, and the fact that we’re on the side of road, I know if he wanted it, I’d give him everything right now. I’d let him take my very virginity, right here and now.
He grunts and slides his hands high, until fingers from both hands slide up under the frayed hem of my shorts. I whimper when he strokes the edges of my panties and growls into my mouth. His fingers start to push under my panties, like they did last night, and I whimper in pleasure.
But then, he pulls back. I’m about to pout, when his hands instead go to the front of my shorts. He deftly plucks the button undone, and my pulse jumps. West growls deeply into my lips and yanks the zipper down, and then his hands grip my shorts and start to peel them down. I moan, and I somehow know to lift my ass to let him pull. The denim slides off of me and down my thighs. West steps back to pull them from my feet.
I blush pink, and I go to cross my legs to shield my damp, darkened panties from his hungry gaze. But West growls and shakes his head. He moves into me again, and his firm grip pulls my thighs apart.
He kisses me possessively, spreading my legs wide and snarling as he moves between them. His lips drop to my neck, making me gasp loudly. He moves lower, and I gasp when his hand pushes over my panties.
ÒFuck, Taylor,Ó he groans. His mouth pulls from my skin, and he suddenly drops down between my legs. My face burns hot when I feel his breath on my thighs, his gaze centered on my soaked panties and pussy. He leans forward, and I bite my lip and reach out to stop him.
ÒWait,Ó I gasp. ÒWait, I’mÉ I’m sweaty.Ó
ÒGood,Ó West growls. He pushes forward, heedless of my hand on his head, and he opens his mouth. His tongue drags over my wet panties, teasing over my lips right through the material, and I cry out in pure pleasure.
ÒOh my God!Ó
West groans and keeps licking me, tonguing my pussy right through my panties. He soaks them even more, and his tongue dances over my clit, making me moan so eagerly.
ÒFuck, you taste like sugar, baby girl,Ó he growls. He pulls back, and I whimper when his fingers slip under my panties. He tugs them down, pushing my legs up high to peel them down my thighs. They catch on one foot, and I almost scream when his tongue suddenly pushes between my thighs again.
Oh. My. Fucking. God.
Pleasure like I’ve never felt melts through me. West is on his knees, his powerful grip pushing my legs up high and wide, and his wicked tongue buried in my eager pussy. I lose myself, writhing and whimpering under him as his tongue drags up and down my lips. He sucks my clit gently between his lips and rolls his tongue around it. I scream for mercy and more, gripping his hair and feeling my whole body shiver and shatter.
He pulls back, groaning with hunger burning in his eyes.
ÒFuck, baby,Ó he hisses, his eyes centered on my slick pussy. I blush and go to close my legs, but he keeps them firmly where they are. He looks up at me, his eyes burning hot.
ÒYou’ve got the prettiest little fucking pussy in the world, baby girl,Ó he groans appreciatively before he pushes back in.
His tongue dances up and down my slit, circling my clit before pushing back down. He plunges it deep into my entrance, and I squeal in pleasure. He moves to my clit and then down again, dragging his tongue all the way to my ass. My mouth falls open in shock, but the pleasure that ignites across my skin like gasoline has me speechless.
I fall back on the truck seat, writhing under his mouth as his tongue dances from my asshole up to my clit and back down. He goes slow, but it’s maddening and igniting. His tongue pushes me higher and higher, and his firm, possessive grip on me only makes me even hotter. He growls into me, tonguing my pussy as I start to tense and claw at the seat.
ÒWest!Ó I gasp. ÒWestÉ ohmygod!Ó
ÒCome,Ó he snarls right against my clit. ÒFucking come for me, baby girl.Ó
His lips wrap around my aching clit, and his tongue swirls over it again and again. His hands grip my thighs, and his growls rumble through me until I can’t take it another second.