“Do you have any idea how good you feel wrapped up in me, darlin’? It’s giving me so many dirty thoughts about what I’m planning to do to you later…” A blush ran up my face, heating my cheeks and my core clenched at the thought of it. I was heated and heavy, left wanting more. I wished we were the only ones on this dimly lit make-shift dance floor. I closed my eyes and got lost in the moment. Me and him.
I wanted to kiss him, but as I started to turn around to face him, he tsked at me.
“Don’t move, unless you want everyone in here to see exactly what you’re doing to me and how I’m feeling about you right now.”
A single giggle escaped my lips. “Oh.” I slipped my hand behind my back and ran my fingers along the bulge of his Levi’s. He growled, pulling my hair away to nip at my neck. His arousal evident. Again, I smiled, liking that he let me in. He always had a way of showing me exactly what he liked or how he felt about me. He didn’t just expect me to guess what he was thinking or wanted like Andrew always had. I had never been good at the mind games.
Damn it. I mentally reprimanded myself. I really needed to stop comparing them, it wasn’t fair to Beau. He would never be scum like Andrew.
He must’ve felt me flinch when I realized that I’d done it again. Something I told myself and promised Beau I wouldn’t do again.
“You okay, Cass?” He asked softly.
I nodded. “Oh…um, yeah, I’m good.”
“You sure? You can tell me if I’m making you feel uncomfortable at all. That’s the last thing I want.” He said, turning me around to fully face him.
I grinned up at him. “Yep, never been better, actually. This is perfect.”
“That’s my girl.” He leaned in and kissed my lips briefly, and just like always, it turned into a frantic rush of tongues, carving paths alongside one another. Lust filled and heated; I wanted it to consume me.
I moaned as he kissed me deeper, more fervently. His tongue caressing every inch of my own.
“You want to get out of here, sweetheart?” He looked into my eyes like he was reading my soul. Looking for any sign that I would deny his wish.
I nodded. “Desperately.”
“You absolutely sure? We can go have drinks and meet up with Reagan if you want to…”
“No, I want to be alone…with you.”
A groan permeated the air around us. “You’re killing me here, baby. You one hundred percent sure you’re ready for all of this?” He waved at himself and I couldn’t help but smile.
“Positive.”
He kissed me again and then pulled away. Reaching out for my hand, I placed it in his as we snuck out through the crowd. I hugged the unicorn to my chest as we ran, a starlit sky lighting the path before us into the night. Moonlight streamed down as we made our way through the tree line of the fairgrounds, hues of silver bathing us in light. By the time we reached his truck, our breathing was heavy and labored but we laughed anyhow. We needed each other in a way I hadn’t felt a need before or at least one not this strong. I wanted to be wrapped up in him as he was in me.
He opened my truck door and I hopped in.
“Ever the gentleman, Beau Montgomery,” I said with a coy smile.
“Only for you, my darlin’. Only for you.” He winked before kissing me and then closed the door. His feet took him quickly around the car and I watched as muscles bunched under his shirt as he hopped in the seat beside me. I was sitting in the middle of the truck because I couldn’t bear to be that far away from him right now. This ride seemed like the longest ride of our lives, overridden with lust and desire to have what we’d been denying ourselves for the past couple of months.
Need coursed through me.
I reached for his hand to place it where I wanted him most and he shook his head.
“No, Cass. If I do that now, we aren’t going anywhere and as much as I want to have you naked and panting below me in the bed of this truck, our first time needs to be special for you. I want to do things right by you. So… raincheck on all the dirty truck sex thoughts you’re having right now?”
“For now, but just because you won’t bang me here doesn’t mean we can’t do other things.” I giggled.
He raised an eyebrow at me. “What are you thinking, Cass?”
I put my finger to my lips, “Shhhh… you let me worry about that.” I had never felt this confident when it came to sex, but I’d found this new found freedom and I wanted to indulge in it, if only for a while.
“Alright, Cass. You do what you want to.” Turning the key to start the truck, he looked over and winked at me.
I moved my hand over to the belt of his pants, making my intentions known. I wanted to touch him, but not distract him too much. If only just to give him a little preview of what was to come when we got home.
“Whoa, let me pull over for a minute. So, I can get you more access, my greedy girl.”
“Well, what are you waiting for, sexy?”
He pulled the truck to the side of the path and stopped. I watched his fingers quickly wrestle the belt buckle and button undone on his pants. I heard the hiss of his zipper as he pulled it down.
“There, sweetheart, that better?”
“Uh-huh. No boxers?” I said, sliding my hand inside his pants and feeling the warmth of him already pulsing, hot, and standing at attention for me. I wrapped my hand around him and a groan erupted from his lips.
“Not tonight.
