Chapter 2
Chapter Two
Sebastian
Her sweet face tightens as she thinks about lying to me. Then she rakes her teeth over her luscious lower lip, blinks slowly, and nods.
A reluctant admission from a wannabe sexpot.
The desperate, horny side of me wants to give in and take her virginity here in a truck stop bathroom, but the rest of me wins out. I cannot do that.
I drop my hand from her chin and wrap my fingers around hers so we’re both holding my still-hard cock. Which is even fucking harder now because, Jesus Christ, she’s gorgeous and so perfectly willing. There’s something about the irony of her being just as needy right now as I am.
It’s been too long since the last time I burned off some energy like this.
Correction. There has never been an opportunity like this.
Lily is a once-in-a-lifetime chance to make someone else’s first time absolutely perfect, a gift I would cherish so fucking much for the rest of my life.
I want that, too.
But not here. Not in a truck stop washroom.
I think of the time. Could I get her to a hotel room and take the time to do it right before the clock strikes midnight?
Probably not.
And then she whispers two words that undo me. “Don’t stop.”
She wants this. She wants me, and I find I can’t say no to her.
“I’m going to make you feel good.” I groan against her skin. “I just can’t take your virginity. It wouldn’t be right. We’ll have another chance.”
“No, we won’t.” She rubs her fingertips over my mouth, and I part my lips for her, letting her touch my tongue.
Her innocent exploration of my body makes me want to put her on the back of my bike and head for California.
Never look back. My career can get fucked; all I want at this moment is this beautiful woman and all of her secrets.
Why is she still a virgin? She’s stunningly sensual and clearly clever. Resourceful. Funny. Eager.
Take her. Take her now. Claim her before you lose her.
I will not lose her. “We will have another chance. Do you have days off at your new job?”
“Sundays.”
I grin as I drop my head to her shoulder and kiss the bare skin there.
She still has her top on. I should strip her down and worship her, but if I get her all the way naked, I’ll fuck her.
Her tiny tank top is a reminder that we’re stealing moments here, and I need to give her more than this.
“I have Sundays off, too. We can meet up. I’ll take you out for brunch… .”
“I want you to fuck me.”
I laugh at the petulance in her voice. “And I’ll do that, too. We can spend the next month getting to know each other on Sundays. Brunch, then sex, then… we can do the crossword puzzle together? Before we have to go back to real life. It’ll be romantic.”
“When I invited you to fuck me in this truck stop bathroom, I wasn’t looking for romance.”
I jerk her right to the edge of the counter and drop to my knees.
I glare up at her. “And when I rubbed my dick against your virgin hole, I wasn’t thinking about brunch, I fucking swear it.
But life is more complicated than we ever expect it to be, so I want you to come on my face and then promise me you’ll have brunch with me next weekend. Do we have a deal?”
She tangles her fingers in my hair, spreading her legs wide. Her perfect pink pussy is right there, and she tries to nudge me closer.
Which, of course, I want, but not before she agrees. I don’t think I can do this if she isn’t interested in getting to know each other more. I should have known I wasn’t cut out for a random hook-up.
“Sebastian—”
“Lily.” I almost bark it. I kiss the inside of her leg. “I know we don’t know each other yet. But don’t let the motorcycle gear give you the wrong impression of me. I’ve been alone for a long time. I think we met tonight for reasons that are beyond chance. Like it’s—”
“Kismet,” she whispers.
I nod. “I want you so much it hurts, sweet girl. Let me give it to you right.”
A flash of something dark, maybe something scared, passes behind her eyes, then she nods. “I’ll try.”
That’s all I can ask of her. I fall into her, desperate now for more of her taste. She jumps at the slide of my tongue against her skin, then lets out a long, slow sigh that makes my balls squeeze as her legs fall open.
My sweet girl likes my face between her thighs.
And I fucking love the sounds she makes as I discover where my tongue and teeth and lips elicit different responses.
I take my time. A fucking virgin. She’s not shy, though. A virgin by choice, waiting for the right man.
Why me? Why now? I have dark thoughts about her new job and why she needed this tonight before she reports for duty tomorrow. Wish I was in a place to whisk her away to a cabin in the woods. Her only responsibility would be to come for me, over and over again.
I’d keep her naked and feed her grapes.
Brunch.
Fucking hell, I coerced her into a date. I pretended to withhold eating her out when, honestly, I’d let her ride my face no matter what.
One taste of her perfect honey and I’m ruined for life, so maybe that cabin dream needs to become a reality. I’ll wake her up with her clit in my mouth and a sweet little suck to start the day. We can work side by side on a homestead…
I picture her in a flannel shirt and nothing else, riding me in front of a fireplace.
I’m a fucking cowboy in this fantasy, and she’s my bride.
If there’s ever been a sign I’m ready to leave my life behind, this moment has to be it. I lose myself in a woman I don’t know, driving her to a release she barely understands but desperately needs.
I need it, too.
I need to give her this, to be what she needs tonight, because it’s been too damn long since I’ve truly mattered to anyone. I’ve locked myself into a life I don’t want anymore out of a misguided sense of making a difference.
When really I was just waiting for Lily to spread her legs and invite me to dive in.
Now her thighs are shaking on my shoulders, her sweet hips rocking against my face, and she’s so close, begging my name. I pulse my entire mouth against her sex, sucking and licking and pushing her to the peak.
If this is Lily’s first orgasm with another person, it’s a fucking gift. She arches her entire body as if flying, arms going wide, then coming back to my head as she shudders back to earth.
She cries out as her cunt floods my tongue with a fresh burst of slick joy, then whines as I try to latch on to her clit again. Even my gentle licks at the pearls sliding down her pussy lips get a whimper of protest. “Oooh,” she says with a shudder.
It’s not a no. It’s not telling me to stop, but I know she’s sensitive now. I know she can’t find the words to tell me she’s had enough. That she needs a minute.
But I’m just enough of a horny fucking bastard to keep licking because I’m hungry for her taste, because I’m changed, and now she’s inside me. I worry I won’t stop until I’ve consumed every drop of her, but when she pulls on my hair, I let her drag me up her body.
And then she kisses me, her mouth soft and open, her tongue lapping at my face.
She’s licking up the taste of herself off my skin, and I lose it. My hands dive into her hair, holding her tight as our faces smash together, the kiss turning into something else. Face fucking, I guess.
Hot. Mind-blowing.
So it’s only when I feel her hand on my cock that I realize she’s going to jerk me off.
I thrust my hips into her touch, her sweet little fingers almost too soft against my raging monster of a dick. Fuck, I’m close already.
And then I realize she’s not just jerking me off.
She’s pulling off the condom I’m still wearing, sliding it down, and revealing the heavy, flared crown, wet at the tip.
She’s eager to get her little fingers on the drops of seed I’ve made for her, eager to smear it around my erection and use it to tug me closer.
I watch in disbelief as she strokes me off between her legs. She points my cock at her bare little mound, and the only soundtrack is our gasping breaths.
The tip grazes her bare skin, and deep inside, something yanks tight. My balls squeeze, ready to spray, and I just need a few more strokes to get there.
“That’s it, sweet girl,” I murmur as she moves her hand up and down my shaft. “Make me come. What a gift. Yes, please.”
“So polite,” she whispers back. “So polite when I just want you to come on my thighs so I can rub it in.”
I roar in response, falling in, closing the gap between us, and what started as a hand job turns into a grind, her sweet body a cradle for me to rut against. My cock slides against the sensitive skin she couldn’t handle me licking a moment ago, and she gasps at the contact.
It’s a good thing I didn’t fuck her tonight because I’m a beast just getting to touch the outside of her body, bare, with nothing between us.
She wants me to come on her body?
I’ll mark her with my seed from her pussy to her belly, then feed her whatever’s leftover.
My name is a prayer on her lips again as I hitch her hips into my hands, writhing with her. And then she clenches her thighs around me, and I realize she’s coming again. My sweet little virgin, horny as hell, got a second orgasm for her efforts.
I spill my come between us in hot, sticky spurts, and she kisses me again as I slide my big hand between us and press it into her skin.