Chapter 6 #2
She tightened her legs around my waist, the movement pressing our centers firmly together, leaving no doubt that she could feel exactly how hard I was.
A groan escaped me as my shaft pulsed in response, straining painfully against the restriction of my jeans.
Aubrey made a soft, helpless sound of need, a tiny whimper that tore away my restraint and nearly pushed me right to the edge.
“Do you feel that, sunshine? That’s what you do to me. Since the moment I first saw you.”
My hands slid slowly down her body, tracing her waist and the curve of her hips before gliding to where her dress had already ridden dangerously high against her thighs.
The fabric slid easily under my fingers as I pushed it upward.
She trembled as the cool air met bare skin but made no move to stop me.
I carefully continued until her dress bunched above her tits, exposing her delicate skin and the sensual curves that had tortured my imagination since I first saw her.
My eyes dropped hungrily to her chest, and my breath caught sharply at the sight.
Aubrey’s tits were nearly spilling from the confines of her bra, rising and falling with every rapid, shallow breath she drew.
My heart pounded harder, blood rushing through my veins as a deep desire took hold, making it almost impossible to hold back.
“You’re so fucking perfect.” My gaze locked onto hers, darkened with lust. “Hold your dress up for me, baby.”
Aubrey obeyed without hesitation, igniting something fierce within me. I leaned in to brush a quick kiss across her lips. “Good girl.”
Her cheeks flushed beautifully at my words, but before she could respond further, I lowered my head and eased one perfect breast free from her bra.
She gasped, arching toward me as I wrapped my lips around the stiff peak, sucking it deep into my mouth.
Aubrey cried out softly, trembling beneath my touch, the fingers of one hand sliding into my hair to hold me against her.
The sweet taste of her skin was addictive, and I savored it, flicking my tongue against the taut nipple as I felt her body shudder with pleasure.
Her quiet moans grew louder, mingling with the pounding of my own heartbeat.
I moved slowly to her other breast, freeing it and repeating the process, lavishing it with the same attention and intensity.
When she was shaking almost violently and gasping for breath, I finally ceased my sensual torture. “Fucking love the way you respond to me.”
Aubrey’s breathing kicked up as she pressed closer against me, her fingers sliding into my hair and tightening as though she needed something solid to hold on to.
I felt every soft curve of her body pressed to mine, the heat of her skin radiating through the thin barrier of our clothes, intensifying the rush of desire that surged through my veins.
I returned to her mouth and ravished it as I slid one hand down her body, my fingers tracing a slow path over the softness of her waist before moving lower.
Then I slipped my hand inside her panties, and a rough groan escaped me the instant my fingers brushed the slick heat between her thighs.
She was already soaked, her body responding instantly to my touch, sending my pulse racing even harder.
“Fuck, Aubrey,” I growled against her lips, my voice low and ragged with need. “You’re already so wet for me, baby. All I can think about right now is how fucking good you’d taste.”
A needy whimper escaped her lips as I slowly slid one finger inside her. She was impossibly tight, and I nearly lost my mind just imagining what it would feel like to sink fully inside her. To feel that hot, perfect grip wrapped around me. My cock pulsed, straining against the confines of my jeans.
The sweet friction of our bodies pressed so intimately together almost pushed me over the edge. I fought for control as Aubrey rocked her hips against my touch, seeking relief from the ache that was clearly building inside her.
“Please.” Her voice was breathless and desperate. “Canyon, please. I need you.”
Every instinct I had screamed at me to take her right here and lose myself completely in her. But a stubborn voice deep inside forced me to pause, the lingering awareness that this was too soon and far too important to rush. And there was too much hanging over us right now.
“It’s too soon, sunshine,” I murmured roughly against her neck, my tone betraying the restraint it cost me.
She blinked, and I saw a flash of insecurity in her beautiful blue eyes.
“Listen to me, Aubrey, I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone, and it’s killing me not to have you moaning my name while I slide deep inside you.
” I cupped her face with my free hand. “But when I take you, it’s not gonna be a quick fuck against the hood of a car. You deserve more than that.”
Her expression eased at my words, but she was still aching and unfulfilled. Not a chance in hell would I leave her that way.
“But right now, I’m gonna make sure you get exactly what you need.”
My fingers moved inside her, working her slowly, until her body shuddered violently beneath my touch.
Her breath came in gasping bursts, her nails digging into my shoulders as I took her right to the edge, never letting up the perfect rhythm that pushed her higher.
I felt her body tense, her hips rocking desperately against my hand as I sent her crashing over that edge, her climax exploding through her in waves of pleasure that left her trembling and breathless.
“Canyon!”
I almost came in my pants when she cried out my name in the throes of her orgasm.
Then I kissed her softly as she floated slowly back to reality, her eyes glazed and heavy while her body trembled as the aftershocks slowly subsided.
She stared up at me, beautifully flushed and glowing, and it took every bit of self-control I had left not to carry her straight home and finish what we’d started.
Instead, I carefully straightened her clothing, smoothing her dress back down over her thighs before gently lifting her from the hood of the SUV.
She leaned into me, her legs slightly unsteady, and I scooped her into my arms without hesitation, savoring the way she cuddled trustingly against me.
After opening the passenger door, I gently placed her into the seat, buckling her seat belt before moving around to the driver’s side.
The entire drive to her home, my body was still painfully hard, and I was furious at myself for taking things as far as I had. I knew that any chance of pulling back and putting distance between us was now long gone. I’d crossed a line I’d never intended to go over, and there was no turning back.
But whatever complications waited down the road, or the fallout that would eventually come from Tripp and the secrets still sitting between us, I knew one thing with absolute certainty.
Walking away was no longer an option.