Chapter 19 CRANE
NINETEEN
CRANE
We don’t make it to the car before she drags me to her, kissing me with such desire I’m left fucking reeling.
This girl drives me insane.
Her smug smile breaks our kiss, but this time it’s me who’s slamming her to the wall, holding her hands flush against it.
“I bet you like your girls under you, don’t you, Mr. Michaels?” Sierra reaches down, stroking my cock through my jeans as I grit my teeth, determined not to fuck her against a wall in broad daylight.
“Have some decorum, Sierra.”
“I can’t help how you make me feel,” Sierra whispers against my ear, her nails digging in the back of my neck as I curse. “I just want you to fucking own me, Crane.”
“You want me fuck you like this?” I stroke her breast through her dress, watching as she throws her head back, her teeth digging into her bottom lip.
“Say that again,” Sierra commands, her eyes opening to reveal orbs bluer than any sky I’ve ever seen.
“Why? You like dirty talk?” I laugh, leaning forward to brush my lips against her so softly she moans with frustration, her hands pinned by her sides. “Or do you just like hearing me say the word fuck?”
“Mmm, I just hope you’re as good as they say because I’m hard to please.”
A chuckle leaves my mouth as I lean down to hers, taking her bottom lip in between my teeth. Then, rolling it gently, I tease the captured skin with my tongue until she loses control, her tongue forcing my teeth apart and her hands breaking free to wrap around my neck.
I let her kiss me for far too long—my cock strains through my trousers as she moans against me.
I back away, rubbing my thumb across her slightly parted lips.
“I’ll please you, don’t you worry about that. You’re not playing with boys now, Sierra.”
Sierra captures my thumb with her fingers, pushing it into her mouth with a defiant look in her eyes.
Her tongue flickers against my thumb, her lips creating the perfect tight tunnel around it.
I’m hypnotized.
“And you’re not playing with some girl, Crane. I’m a memory you’ll use over and over again until you need to refresh it with the real thing.”
Her words have the power to excite and intrigue me, so what will her body do?
I’m powerless to try to stop this, so why delay it any longer?
“My car,” I mutter, dragging a giggling Sierra with me.
I’d parked behind the shop, and lucky for us, it’s private because I would do this regardless.
I waste no time in placing her on the hood gently, her laboured breathing encouraging me to lift her leg, dragging my tongue from her ankle to her upper thigh as she writhes beneath me.
“We don’t have time for foreplay, Crane,” Sierra whines, reaching into her bag. “I want you to fuck me, now.”
“Sorry, foreplay first or nothing. I need to taste you, and this is a one-night-only thing.”
Sierra throws her head back when I reach her core, my nose rubbing against her wetness, allowing me to inhale her musky scent.
It’s beautiful, like the rest of her.
I run my tongue up and down the soaked fabric as she moans, my fingers skirting around the tattoo I’d given her earlier.
“Aftercare is important,” I murmur. “Don’t ignore what your tattooist says.”
Sierra laughs throatily, and I nibble on her clit through the fabric as she cries out, shutting off her laugh abruptly.
“Yeah, I thought so.” I stroke her clit with my finger, watching as her hips buck against my mouth. “Now I want to taste you.”
Taking her panties down, I roll them up, shoving them in my pocket.
“Memory aid,” I smirk, parting her legs.
“Crane, will you please fuck me?”
So I do, but with my tongue.
I’m high on her arousal, and she presses my head into her, thoughts of my cock forgotten. Instead, I’m sucking and licking, teasing the bud of her clit with my tongue, which is working out harder than it’s ever had to before.
“You know what you’re doing, I’ll give you that,” Sierra moans, but still, I sense she’s not quite there.
Does Sierra need mental stimulation?
“I could do this all day, but I think you’re getting impatient.”
There’s a chair outside for when we break at work, and I lift her, our mouths locking as I walk us over to it.
Sierra takes control, pushing me into the chair as she waves the condom in front of my eyes, opening it with her teeth.
“Wanna see my party trick?”
I cock an eyebrow at her, watching as she pushes the condom into her mouth, tugging at my jeans to free me.
I’ve seen women do this on Pornhub, but in real life?
Sierra drops to her knees, taking me into her mouth as she rolls the condom on slowly, taking extreme care to only use her tongue.
“Party trick?” I demand, gripping her by the wrists. “You’ve done that before?”
I tug the bottom of the condom, making sure it’s on properly, just as Sierra pushes me back, slamming my back against the metal of the chair.
It’s starting to rain, but I do not give a single fuck.
Sierra lowers herself onto me, allowing the tip of my cock to dip into her as she sucks in a breath.
“Take it slow,” I hiss, gazing at the beauty that’s wrapping her core around me, her lips parting wordlessly.
We’re working as a team, my hands gripping her ass to help her slide down at her own pace while she holds onto my shoulders for leverage.
The rain is getting heavy, but neither of us care. If anything, it’s cooling us both down from this intoxicating lust show we’re in.
Words aren’t necessary, but my girl needs them.
When she stops, panting against me, I kiss her, whispering in her ear.
“Do you know how good it feels, being inside of you finally?”
Sierra nods, her hips thrusting forward, then back again.
“I’ve wanted to do this to you for so long,” Sierra confesses, her hands in her hair as she rides me, then her hands moving down to push my head into her breasts. “I want to be the best you’ve ever had.”
“You already are,” I croak out, unable to stop touching every inch of her body.
“I want you to think of me every time you’re with another woman.”
“I do,” I rasp, tugging down her dress to reveal the lacy blue bra. “I didn’t think you’d be so fucking bossy, though.”
Sierra laughs, picking up the pace as I yank her bra down, revealing the nipples I’d only ever imagined.
“Shut up and let me fuck you.”
I ease back, my hands loosely on her waist as I watch her in awe.
Her eyes lock onto mine, her tongue flickering over her lips as she digs her nails into my shoulders.
“Crane…”
“Sierra, there are no other women.”
“Fuck,” Sierra throws her head back, and I shake my head, wondering how someone like her wants someone like me.
“How can there be? You’re a goddess.”
“Have you always wanted to have me on your cock? Tell me,” Sierra demands, her eyes blazing with lust.
“Always,” I whisper, dropping my mouth to her nipple, sucking and circling it with my tongue. “You drive me insane.”
“Go insane with me, Crane.”
I drag her to my mouth as I walk us over to the car, slamming her against the hood in one swift movement.
I jerk her hair back with one hand, sliding her down to the edge of the hood with the other.
“You asked for this, Sierra,” I warn, slamming into her repeatedly, tugging her hair back as she cries out.
Rain hits her skin, making it glisten. Like she needs to look any more celestial.
I lap it up with my tongue as she trembles beneath me, her legs tightening around my waist as she scrawls her name on my back with her fucking nails.
Gritting my teeth, I wait until she’s finished her orgasm before shooting mine into the rubber, my animalistic moans filling the backyard.
“Oh, God!” Sierra is practically weeping, but I can’t see if it’s the rain or her actual tears.
Either way, I breathlessly kiss them away, and she leans up, locking her lips with mine.
I’m still inside of her, and she doesn’t make a move to release me from her black widow leg grip.
“Are you okay?” I pant, my wet hair falling into my eyes repeatedly.
“No,” Sierra breathes, leaning back against the hood of the car, her hair sticking to the black paint as I stare at her. “I’m fucking not. How can that be a one-night thing?”
Fuck.