Page 15 of Bucked

When I get out to the parking lot, I slide Kennedy down my body, crowding her space and backing her against my truck. Resting my forehead on hers, I close my eyes and breathe her in.

“What are you doing?” Kennedy whispers. Her voice is so soft, so unsteady, it breaks my heart.

“Fixing a mistake,” I murmur, rubbing my nose against hers.

“Mistake?”

I nod my head, bumping our noses again. “Shoulda kissed you the last time I had you in my arms.”

She gasps, her blue eyes widening at my confession. I don’t give her a chance to doubt herself or me, however. My mouth covers hers, gently at first, so as not to scare her. When she relaxes against me, I open her lips with mine, sliding my tongue inside and finally tasting her sweetness.

Kennedy opens up for me, eagerly clutching at my shirt and sucking my tongue, making me growl as I pin her to my truck with my body. The goddess writhes beneath my touch, my kiss, my growls of pleasure.

“Fuck,” I groan, tearing myself away from her only to trail kisses down her neck. Kennedy tilts her head back, giving me better access. I devour her, nipping and licking her delicate skin before claiming her mouth once more.

Our tongues slide together, our breaths syncing up as we roll our hips in time with this kiss. My hands glide down her curves, squeezing her breasts, her hips, her thick thighs, and generous ass.

Kennedy tips her head back, breaking the kiss to suck down air. I nuzzle into the side of her neck, breathing her in as I continue to knead her soft flesh.

“Any other questions?” I rasp into the shell of her ear.

Kennedy giggles breathlessly, making me smile. “Yeah. When can we do that again?”

I growl and dive into her mouth, twisting my tongue around hers and fighting for control. She grinds her hot little pussy against me, and Jesus, I swear I could come right here.

“Need to get you home,” I grunt in between kisses. “Lay you out in my bed.”

“Then what?” she murmurs, her eyes still closed.

“Then I’m gonna taste every single inch of you,” I promise, my tone dark and full of need.

Kennedy nods her head frantically. I’d laugh, but I’m so fuckin’ hard I honestly don’t know how I’m going to drive home. I manage to separate myself from my woman long enough to get her buckled in. I hop in the driver’s seat and gun it through town, needing to get this woman home and beneath me as soon as humanly possible.

Ten minutes later, we're bursting through my front door. I kick the damn thing closed before carrying my girl upstairs and tossing her on the bed. She giggles and then moans when I crawl on top of her, licking a stripe up her neck.

“God, I want you so bad, Kennedy,” I growl, nibbling on her ear lobe.

“I w-want you too,” she pants, wiggling beneath me. Her breasts shake with the motion, and I stare in awe at her beauty.

Unable to hold back a second longer, I lean back, tugging Kennedy’s shirt off, followed by her bra. Gathering her hands up in one of mine, I pin them above her head. With my other hand, I tuck some of her dark brown hair behind her ear, then let my fingertips trail down her jaw, the side of her neck, her collarbone, until I lay my hand right over her heart. I can feel it thundering in her chest, giving away her nerves.

"You're perfect," I whisper, my lips barely touching hers. "Every single part of you. Every dip and curve, every inch of your soft skin."

My hand trails lower, the pad of my thumb rubbing light, teasing circles over her nipple. Kennedy arches her back, shoving her tits further into my hand. I don't think she's even aware she's doing it, which makes my cock swell up almost painfully. My girl lets out a breathy whimper like she didn't know how good it would feel to be touched like this. Fuck, I can't wait to show her how much pleasure she's capable of feeling.

"Wyatt," Kennedy moans softly. My lips follow the same path as my fingers, peppering her skin with lingering, open-mouthed kisses. When I get to her breasts, I look up at my beautiful girl, capturing her gaze. Our eyes lock, and I never look away as I slowly drag my tongue over her hardened nipple. "Wyatt!" she cries out, a jolt of electricity shooting through her body.

I groan, wrapping my lips around her tight little peak and sucking. Hard. “These tits are perfect,” I growl, palming her other breast and pinching her nipple. She squirms beneath me, spreading her legs and grinding her hot little pussy against my angry, aching cock. “We fit, sweetheart. We fit together. Don’t you feel it?”

“Show me,” she whispers, almost too softly for me to hear. I look up, training my eyes on hers. Kennedy nibbles on the corner of her lip, her cheeks turning bright red.

“Are you sure you’re ready for that?”

She immediately nods her head, her thighs trembling and tightening around me. “Unless...unless you’re not—"

“I am,” I growl, taking her lips in a claiming kiss. “I’ve been ready since I first saw you, Kennedy. I want to give you every kind of pleasure with my fingers, my tongue, my hard as fuck dick. But I need you to know this is forever. Right here, you and me. We’re forever.”

“Really?” she asks on a quiet, shaky breath. The doubt in her voice twists me up inside.


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