Chapter 5 #3
I closed my eyes as I slowly took all of him. Once I was sitting all the way down, I stayed there long enough to adjust before I started riding him. I made the space work, lifting myself off him before dropping back down and taking him deep again.
Smoke watched me while his hands stayed tight around my hips. “Ain’t nobody ever made me miss some shit the way I missed this pussy and the woman attached to it.”
“Mmm.” My pussy tightened around him as I moved faster, and I grabbed his shoulders when he started pulling me down harder on his dick.
I braced one hand against the ceiling and kept riding him.
The truck moved beneath us, but I didn’t give a fuck who noticed.
Smoke grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into another kiss while I kept working my hips over him.
Then he grabbed my hips with both hands and started fucking me from underneath.
“Sherrod!” The first hard thrust had me grabbing his shoulders as he drove his dick back into me.
I buried my face against his neck while he kept fucking me. There wasn’t enough room for me to get away from any of it, and I didn’t want to. My chest stayed pressed against his while he drove up into me so deep that I bit down on his shoulder to keep from screaming.
“Fuck… fuck…”
“I gotchu, baby.”
His voice was rough against my ear as he kept fucking me.
I held onto his shoulders while he pulled me down every time I tried to lift myself, making me take all of him.
His mouth moved over my neck, his beard rubbed against my skin, and my nails dug into his hoodie as I felt myself getting close again.
Smoke fucked up into me harder, and every stroke had me moaning against his neck.
His dick kept hitting the same spot. My legs started shaking, and I tried to keep my voice down, but that shit wasn’t happening with the way he was fucking me.
“Baby…” I gasped when he drove into me again.
My thighs tightened around him as my hips jerked.
“Yeah,” he groaned against my ear. “That’s my baby. Can’t control shit when I’m this deep in you.”
“Fuuucckkkk!” My legs shook harder as I started leaking all over him.
Smoke pulled me all the way down on his dick and held me there. “Missed feelin’ you lose yo’ fuckin’ mind on my dick.”
“Oh, my Godddd!” Whatever little control I still had was gone. “Smoke!” I cried out as I came, my pussy squeezing his dick while my whole body shook on top of him.
“Yeah, there you go,” he said against my ear. “Let me feel what the fuck I been missin’.”
I grabbed his hoodie and held on while he kept fucking me through it. My legs were shaking so bad I could barely keep myself up, and every time he pushed into me, my pussy clenched around him again.
“Fuck, Lacey,” Smoke groaned, tightening his grip on me. “Keep squeezin’ my dick like that.”
I couldn’t stop. I cried out against his neck as he fucked me harder, and feeling him start to lose control made me cum even harder. “Smokeeeee!”
“This fuckin’ pussy… damn…”
Smoke wrapped his arms around me and held me against him as he came. My body kept shaking while he stayed buried inside me, and I could feel him filling up my pussy as my muscles kept squeezing around his dick. I stayed on his lap trying to catch my breath while he breathed just as hard beneath me.
The movie was still playing through the windshield, but I had no idea what the hell was happening anymore. I stayed wrapped around Smoke while we caught our breath, and his hand moved slowly over my back before he kissed the side of my head.
When I finally lifted my head, he kissed me again.
I knew we needed to get dressed, but I liked being there with him.
I enjoyed being back around. I liked talking to him again.
I liked hearing about his life and finding out what I had missed.
I wanted to know who he was now, and I wanted him to know who I was too.
I had come back to Bellhaven planning to help my mother, get through the festival, and go back to L.A.
Smoke wasn’t supposed to become part of my life again, but I was starting to want him to be.
I finally climbed off his lap, and the mess between my thighs reminded me how reckless we had just been.
Smoke grabbed some napkins from the bag and handed them to me, and I cleaned myself up as much as I could in the back of his truck before pulling my panties and jeans back on.
He cleaned himself up and fixed his clothes while I finished getting dressed and tried to make myself look like I hadn’t just ridden the hell out of him at a public drive-in.
Once we were both decent, he adjusted his seat and started the truck.
I glanced over at him. “The movie isn’t over.”
“We ain’t watchin’ this shit anyway.”
“So where are we going?”
“You’ll see.”
I gave him a look, but he backed out of the spot without explaining anything else. I grabbed my drink before it tipped over and settled against the seat as we pulled out of the drive-in. It didn’t take long for me to recognize the direction we were going. I looked over at him. “Seriously?”
Smoke smiled without taking his eyes off the road. “What?”
“You know what.”
He didn’t answer, and he didn’t need to.
By the time he parked, I was already smiling.
It had been years since I had been up there, but my body remembered the way before my mind had a chance to question whether we had any business doing this.
Smoke got out, and I followed him through the same path we had taken more times than I could count.
He stayed close behind me as we made our way up, and when we finally reached the top of Bellhaven Hill, the cold air hit my face hard enough to make me pull my coat tighter around myself.
Smoke came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I leaned back against his chest and rested my hands over his arms.
When I shivered, he tightened his arms around me and rubbed his hands over my sides to warm me up. I let out a slow breath and looked around for another second.
“Still looks the same.”
“Shit, Bellhaven barely change.”
It had been years since I had been up there, but my body remembered the way before my mind had a chance to question whether we had any business doing this. “You still come up here?” I asked.
“Sometimes.”
I turned my head enough to look at him. “Really?” The question came to me before I could decide whether I should ask it. “Have you ever brought anybody else up here?”
Smoke’s arms tightened around me slightly. “Nah.”
I waited, but there was no joke behind it, and no teasing about me being jealous this time. “Nobody?”
“Nobody, Lace.”
I went quiet for a second. After everything Smoke had told me tonight, I hadn’t expected that. He had been with other women, had a relationship that lasted almost two years, and had loved somebody after me. Still, he had kept this place between us.
I turned in his arms until I was facing him. “Why?”
Smoke looked down at me like the answer should have been obvious. “This spot was ours.”
That was all he said, and it was more than enough. I looked away before he could see how much those three words affected me and tucked myself against his chest again. “What’s Keyana and Anthony up to? I wanna see them.”
Smoke’s hand stopped moving against my back, and I lifted my head. “When?”
I swallowed before continuing. “Sunday dinner?”
He stared at me for a second before his eyebrows lifted. “Oh, you talkin’ ’bout like we used to do?”
I nodded. “Me and you cooking. Anthony and Keyana there. A vibe.”
“Shiiit.” A small smile pulled at his mouth. “Yeah, we can do that, Lacey.”
I smiled and rested my head against his chest again.
I hadn’t planned on asking him, but now I was already looking forward to Sunday.
It had been years since Smoke and I cooked together, and even longer since I had sat down at a table with him, Anthony, and Keyana like I was still part of their lives.
The fact that I wanted to do it again told me enough.
I wasn’t only fucking Smoke anymore. I was starting to step back into his life.