Chapter 3 #2
“I’m almost there if you want me to pull out.”
Desperately, I shake my head. I didn’t get on my knees in a dirty food truck I broke into just for him to come in his hand.
When his fingers tighten in my hair and pull my scalp, I brace for it.
Fisher releases a low and rich growl as his back straightens. His stomach tenses as I continue stroking and sucking until he’s completely sated and finished.
Rapid breathing echoes between us as I swallow hard and savor his taste.
“Fuck, Noah. I can’t believe you did that.”
He looks at me in lust and shock when I swipe my finger over my bottom lip to make sure I’ve captured everything.
“We’re not leavin’ yet.” He pulls up his jeans and tucks himself back into his briefs.
After I wipe my chin and smooth down my hair, he effortlessly pulls me to my feet as if I’m weightless. I’m not petite by any standards, but he makes me feel that way by how he manhandles me.
He palms my cheeks while his tongue invades my mouth, and our bodies collide.
One of his hands slides between my thighs, and I spread them wider as he thrusts a finger inside.
“Is this wet pussy for me?” he whispers against my ear, and a shiver radiates down my spine.
“Mm-hmm.” My head falls back as the pad of his thumb circles my clit. He’s hardly touched me, and I’m already breathing like I ran a marathon in the desert.
“Tell me.”
“Yes, I’m so, so, so wet. Please don’t stop.”
“Are you gonna let me taste this sweet cunt?” He spears a second finger inside. I gasp at the tightness but desperately need more.
“Right here?” I ask.
He chuckles against my ear. “Don’t get shy on me now, AJ. You started this. Let me finish it.”
The way he seductively drawls out my old nickname has me close to the edge and surrendering to his command.
Fisher kneels, lifts my sundress, and swipes his tongue along my aching slit. “Should we see if I can get you there in eight seconds?”
“Oh my God.” My eyelashes flutter closed as I brace myself against his shoulder and the counter behind me.
After a few moments of him sucking my clit and licking my pussy, he grabs my thigh and lifts it over his shoulder.
“Hang on so I can worship this cunt like the goddess you are. Start countin’.”
I barely have time to register his words before he shoves his whole face between my folds. The way he devours me is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I’m already aware of how addicted I could get to this.
I dig my nails into his thick hair. The roughness of his facial hair scratching against my skin is everything I imagined it’d be. My clit pulses against his tongue as a fresh wave of electricity hits me.
“Fisher, that’s so...holy shit.” Erratic breathing and moaning are all that follow my words as my ability to speak vanishes.
He works my pussy with his fingers, tongue, and mouth like an expert painter creating another masterpiece. His attention and ability to have me wanting to crumple to my knees is like nothing I’ve experienced before.
“Fuck, I’m close.”
He lifts my leg higher, nearly making my unbalanced ass fall, but his hold on me is tight and secure. Fisher controls every inch of my body while bursts of pleasure shoot down my spine.
“Count the seconds, baby.” The rough edge of his voice has me melting into a puddle.
“One, two, three...” My eyes roll to the back of my head, unable to continue. “Four, five.”
As I teeter toward the edge, nearly falling right off the cliff, Fisher pulls back and releases my clit.
A strangled whine escapes my throat I hadn’t meant for him to hear, but Fisher smirks up at me as if he’s impressed.
“I can’t fuckin’ get enough. You taste so sweet.”
“Then why’d you stop? I was almost there!”
Three more seconds.
“Trust me.” He winks before sinking his fingers back inside me.
My eyes roll to the back of my head as his lips find my clit again, and I feel that intense sensation take hold once more.
“Yes, don’t stop. Please.”
“Six.” The intense buildup nearly takes over all my senses. I brace for impact just as Fisher pulls away again.
“No!” I nearly cry at the loss. “Stop doing that!”
His nose brushes along my bare thigh, and his scruffy chin scratches my skin. “Almost, sweetheart.”
“Stop teasin’ me,” I say, remembering his earlier words. He warned me I’d be begging for it and that I’d be ready to die by the time he lets me come. “If I have to do it myself because you’re incompetent, then I will.”
“You put your fingers anywhere near your pussy, I’ll tie your wrists back and leave ya in here.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“I said I wouldn’t murder you. Never said I wouldn’t leave you orgasm-starved.”
“At that point, just end my misery and strangle me.”
He shakes his head, chuckling with amusement. “Be a good girl, and I’ll give you exactly what you need.”
Fisher sets my foot down and then stands. “Turn around and brace yourself on the counter. Then widen those legs for me.”
I obey like the desperate sex-starved woman I am. As soon as I’m in position, he drops to his knees and spreads my ass cheeks, exposing me in a way I’d normally feel embarrassed. But with Fisher, I don’t care what he sees or does to me as long as he finally gives me the release I need.
“Please, Fisher,” I say, not in the least bit ashamed to beg.
With my body leaned over as far as I can go, he dives back between my thighs and scratches every sensitive area his mouth touches. I can hardly take it as I focus on the sensations and the movements of his tongue.
“Seven.”
His nose presses into me, adding to the friction.
He moans against my skin as he holds my clit hostage between his lips. Between the sensations of his tongue and the friction of his face rubbing against me, I soar off the cliff and scream as I ride the electric waves that take me to a place I’ve never been before.
“Eight.”
Heaving breaths release from my chest as I try to take hold of myself.
“Fuck, Noah. You came so hard. You’re shaking.” Fisher soothes his hands down my legs as if he knows I need comforting.
My heart hammers to the erratic sounds of my breathing, and even when I try to get it under control, I can’t. I’ve never been pushed toward the edge and pulled back like the way he did. By the time he let me fall, my body was so worked up, it’s taking everything in me to come back down.
Fisher spins me around and pulls me to his chest, wrapping his muscular arms around me. “Are you okay?”
I chuckle at how silly this is. “Yeah. I think so.”
“You’ve never come like that before,” he says, but his tone isn’t judgmental. It’s filled with kindness and understanding.
“Not to that...extent. And not for a lack of trying.”
“I’m glad I got to give that to you.” He presses a kiss to my forehead like a tender lover. “Whoever you’ve been with in the past clearly didn’t provide what you needed.”
“You’ve ruined me for all other men now. I hope you’re happy.” My tone is firm but not serious. Though it’s true. No way will a guy my age have that level of skill. And have me counting the seconds during it.
“I won’t apologize for that.”
I laugh, but it dies off when he brings his mouth down on mine. “See how good you taste? You’re the one who’s ruined me for a lifetime.”
He kisses me again, and we’re lost in each other until sirens blast in the air, causing us to frantically break apart.
“Holy shit.” I gasp. “It’s security.”
Fisher quickly locks the door. Instinctively, I drop to the floor. He follows suit but then pulls me into his lap and wraps his arms around me. Although they aren’t legit police officers, they could still call us in for trespassing.
“Someone probably heard you screamin’,” he whispers in my ear, and I fight the urge to laugh at the irony. “Probably thought someone was being murdered out here instead of gettin’ their cunt devoured.”
He huffs when I elbow him in the gut.
“That’s not funny,” I whisper-hiss. “My parents will murder me if I have to call them after midnight to bail me out of jail.”
Considering the times I’ve not ended up in jail, you’d think they’d give me a pass for the one time I did, but I sincerely doubt it.
Luckily, the large window used for taking orders and serving food is closed, but the windshield is exposed. If the officer peeks through it, we’re doomed.
“Stay calm,” he tells me when I shiver in his arms. “I’m sure he’s just doing a routine check and will leave soon.”
“Then why did he turn on his sirens?” I keep my voice low.
“He probably heard somethin’ and thought it’d chase off whoever was out here,” he says.
My heart is about to beat right out of my chest, and then I won’t have to worry about getting caught because I’ll be dead.
The doorknob jiggling makes me jump, and Fisher covers my mouth.
He moves his lips against my ear. “Shh.”
This is it.
How I get a record and get sent to jail.
Breaking and entering private property and violating a million kitchen health codes.
At least I got a mind-blowing orgasm before I had to trade in my cowboy boots for an orange jumpsuit.
The doorknob stops moving, and I blow out a relieved breath.
We sit in silence, waiting, and then a flash of light beams through the windshield. Oh God. They’re going to see us sitting here and put me in cuffs.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
All for oral.
Really good oral.
Still, I’m never going to hear the end of this. As soon as my parents are called, my brothers, Magnolia, and everyone in Sugarland Creek will hear what I did.
And worse, my clients might find out too.
Who’s going to hire a horse trainer with a criminal record?
“Anyone in there?” a man calls out, and when the light beams across my face, my heart sinks into my stomach.
Here we go.
“Don’t. Move,” Fisher warns in a voice so low, I almost don’t hear him.
Everything around me disappears as I try to sit as still as possible.
The bright flashlight dances around the truck, and I hold my breath until it finally goes dark again.
After a few silent minutes, I exhale.
“I think he left,” I say.
“We should go.” Fisher stands, holding out his hand for me. When I take it and get to my feet, I fix my dress, smooth my hair, and grab my bag.
“Do you think we messed up anythin’ in here?” I quickly look around. Nothing seems out of place, but there’s not much time to consider that.
“Looks fine to me. C’mon.” Fisher unlocks the door and holds it open for me to step out.
As soon as I do, a light blinds me.
Fuck.