I shrug and smile.
“It’s not my place to judge,” I say in a low growl. “Especially seeing how beautiful you are, and how responsive too.”
A frisson runs through the air, the electricity between us sparking.
“It’s crazy that you’re a hijacker,” Sydney murmurs while glancing at me from beneath her lashes. “I should have known because you’re too handsome to be a criminal.”
I chuckle low in my chest.
“There’s no need to flatter me, darling. If you want to get into my pants, then you can just say it,” I tease. “You know it’s all for you.”
She laughs melodically, those brown eyes dancing.
“I do know because I had it just yesterday. But goodness, my head is reeling from all this,” she murmurs as she massages her temples. “I can’t believe how this as all turned out! I mean, it’s crazy right?”
I nod.
“Yes, but crazy in a good way.”
Before Sydney can answer, I cut her off by leaning in and pressing my lips against hers, and immediately, that plush pout parts beneath my own. She’s sweet, willing, and so fucking sensuous too. Even more, I didn’t think I’d ever get to feel her lips pressed up against mine again, but thank fuck I was wrong.
Soon, Sydney’s melting into the kiss, her sweet form pressed up against mine and within seconds, I’m filled to the brim with desperation. I need to be in this woman stat, and I push her back against the soft couch cushions.
She goes willingly, moaning into my mouth as I reach beneath the hem of her skirt for her panties. But of course, Sydney’s not wearing panties, and I groan as my hand touches slick, swollen flesh.
“You’re a nasty girl, you know that?” I whisper in a hoarse voice while stroking through those drenched folds. Sydney’s head tips back as she lets out a throaty moan.
“Yes, but I’m nasty for you, Mr. Trenton,” she pants before letting out a squeal. I’ve just pinched her clit and she shrieks again while clutching at my shoulders.
“That feels so good,” she sighs. “More. MORE!”
I’m only too happy to oblige, and Sydney cries out as I push two fingers between her folds and massage her hardened clit for a moment. She’s so wet already, and I groan as I spread her lips further apart, listening to the vulgar sound of her slick. Her back arches as she gasps into my mouth, and quickly I fumble for my cock. Fuck, this monster’s huge and aching. Like a dirty fuck, I lube myself up with her wetness, both of us looking down to watch the filthy sight.
“Yes, get yourself wet,” she moans headily. “Then put it in me, big boy.”
“Happy to oblige,” I growl, notching the dripping helmet at her barely-there opening before beginning to push. Sydney winces a bit, probably still sore from yesterday, but I can tell by the way she bites her lip and hooks her legs around my waist that she likes it. I hiss as her fingernails dig into my back, pulling me even closer.
“Ranger,” she moans as she arches beneath me. “God, I don’t even know how you can fit inside! You’re stretching me out so good.”
I growl as I lean down to kiss her again, pulling all the way out of her before plowing into her again.
“And you’re exactly the little slut who can take me,” I mutter as she writhes and squirms beneath my superior weight. Soon, however, Sydney’s adapted to the steady pace. She hauls her knees up to her chest in order to get me deeper, and my balls slap up against her ass loudly as I fuck her into the couch, my mouth devouring hers as she moans against my lips.
“Oh Mr. Trenton,” she cries out while twisting her nipples with her fingers. “Mmm, you feel good!”
“Fuck,” I murmur against her lips as I sense my balls already drawing up tight. “You feel amazing too, sweetheart. I’ve been real worked up since I left the plane yesterday because I can’t stop thinking about how incredible you are, pretty girl. I’ve dreamed of having you like this, letting me fuck you again.”
She giggles, which becomes a hiccup as I push into her especially hard.
“Sometimes dreams do come true, don’t they?” she mewls. “Unnh!”
I nod as my hips pick up the pace, practically jackhammering into her swollen vag now.
“They do, and I’m going to fill you up with my come again,” I growl. “Are you ready for it, sweetheart?”
Sydney doesn’t miss a beat.
“Please!” she wails. “I want it! Ooh unnnnh!”