Hot tears threaten, and I don’t want that. I tug at his shirt instead, wanting my hands on his warm skin.
He groans. “Let’s get to the cabin.”
“No.” I’m panting now, grinding against him. “Have I told you how hot you are? Like…very attractive.” I kiss his stubble-covered jaw. “Really very nice to look at. But also guaranteed to be mean in all the right ways.”
He chokes on a laugh. “Are you seducing me in the middle of the forest?”
“Is it working? Want to spank me?”
He throws his door open and drags himself out from under me, then twists so I’m sitting on his driver’s side seat, my thighs spread, and he’s standing between them.
He grabs my hand and pushes it against his erection. “I’m the one who should be seducing you, little girl.”
I give him a weak but pleased smile. “Mutual seduction society.”
“Is that what you need? A mean man to weave some magic and make you do filthy things with him?”
“How did you guess?”
He fists my hair, his gaze hot as he searches my face. “I see you, Abby. I’ll give you anything you want.”
I nip his lower lip, then brush my mouth across his cheek to his ear. “Where are those condoms?”
His chest heaves. “Right here?”
My whole body throbs at the idea, and I nod.
He grabs the box from the bag on the back seat, then motions for me to stand up on the running board.
Everything slows as he unbuttons my shorts, then pushes them down my thighs. The whole world stops completely when he repeats the process with my panties.
Then he skates his hands up my thighs, reverently tracing the shape of me. When his hands slide under my shirt, he combines groping my tits in a tight squeeze with easing me back onto the seat and spreading my thighs.
Like I’m a doll he can manhandle however he wants.
Then he peels off my shirt and bra, leaving me totally naked.
He ducks his head, leaning in, and bites my inside thigh. “Spread your legs and show me that honey,” he growls. “You only get fucked if you’re good and sticky.”
My face flames, but I do as I’m told. And at the first slow lick, my reaction quickly morphs to one ofyes, please, call my arousal whatever you want. He devours me like I’m sweet as anything, and only stops when I’m grinding my hips shamelessly.
Then he turns me over, pushing my upper body into the seat. “This how you want it?”
I mewl and nod my head, my forehead rubbing against the fabric.
“This isn’t how you should lose your virginity, Abby. A princess like you? You deserve gentle lovemaking, but Daddy’s not a sweet man.”
Except he is. He took care of me even after I broke into his cabin.
“I wanted to take you outside the convenience store. Right there in the gravel parking lot, I wanted to pull down these little shorts that have been teasing me since we left. Part these thick, perfect thighs and find out just how—” He swears as his fingers find my slit, and the fresh wave of slick I’ve produced now that he’s canted my hips in the air. “Fucking wet you are.”
“I want you,” I pant. “I’m not a princess. I’m your criminal Goldilocks. Punish me.”
“Is that what you want? You’ve been a bad girl and Daddy should spank you again?” His hand comes down lazily on the thickest part of my ass. “What kind of punishment would that be if my handprint turns you on?”
I moan.
“You think you can play me? I know what you really need.” He bends over my back, his teeth grazing my shoulder. “Conveniently for you, it’s also what I need. What I’ve craved since you waltzed into my cabin, little girl. A good, hard fuck.”