“But—”
“No buts, I’m good. That rain was a godsend,” he said. “In more ways than one.”
Her body trembled as they sat in the truck, resting a bit on the empty road with nothing in sight. Not even cattle milling around. Stripping off her wet shirt, she laid it over the vent and blasted the heater before toeing off her shoes, turning around and peeling off her jeans to place on the other vent. Her body no longer a brick of ice, she sat in a bra and panties as heat blasted her bare toes. She turned to see Onyx staring at her.
“They didn’t violate you right?” he asked, with a sincerity she hadn’t expected. Even if they had the men were scattered in the wind and what little was left of them now was being feasted on by the wildlife of Montana.
“No,” she said, the warmth of the men of the Steel MC covering her in a way she respected. Her place was on a pole or in a bed most time, but that was her choice. One made. “What can I say, they must have saw me as spoiled meat.”
“You’re far from that Topaz,” he replied, his eyes becoming hooded.
Her hand drifted over her belly as if he were sitting at a table in the Roadside and she was trying to draw him into her web.
“If I promise I have a ones back at the house can you finish your striptease?”
Flipping on the radio, she found a station playing a soft contemporary love song. The type people send out to their lovers thousands of miles away. Shifting her back to the door, she looped the straps of her bra in her thumbs and lowered them down her arms.
Onyx might be bruised and beaten, but he was still a man willing to push through pain for a bit of pleasure. His hand hit the lever to move the steering wheel up as the two of them were in a stare down. The overhead light off and only the dashboard illuminating the two of them in an orange glow.
Curling her knees underneath her brought her to his eye level. The smell of wet leather and fresh summer rain filling the small place as his eyes scanned her body. A mist of wetness from the rain coating her flesh as she reached behind and released her bra. He pulled in on his bottom lip and she let the fabric drop down and placed it before him.
Flipping around, she played the game like she did on stage, only this time she brought herself to the conclusion. This wasn’t a tease this was a guarantee, a promise to the man watching her lowering the thong down her thighs. The cramped space limited her range, but when a warm hand stroked her bare ass with a loving caress warmth pooled in her core.
“Topaz,” he breathed wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her to his lap. The thong lost in his swift motion as her hand found his cheek and she kissed him.
Her skin alive with gooseflesh, Onyx’s hand explored with reckless abandon. First cupping her breast then gliding over her belly, setting off a shiver of anticipation. When his hand slid between the juncture of her thighs, she moaned into his mouth. His fingers teasing the sensitive folds before invading her core. “Damn you’re wet,” he said when they broke from the kiss, his fingers continuing to stroke, deeper inside, making her long for more. For him to be inside.
“That’s because I want to fuck you, Onyx,” she breathed against his lips. “I have for so long.”
“Me? Or him?” he questioned, slipping now a third finger, stretching her body in preparation of him.
“You,” she replied. “I’ve watched you. Wanting you to—”
His rhythm increased as he curled the tip of his finger and found her G-spot. “What have you wanted from me?” he questioned as his thumb rotated on her clit confusing every belief she had when it came to sex and what a man could do to a woman.
“To fuck up, be an asshole.” An orgasm crested her body, making her head fall back as she panted trying to hold on as long as she could until the scream made her pull herself flush to him. Clawing at the back of his neck as his assault on her body found a new level of pleasure and she screamed in ecstasy. Her body coming hard around his fingers to the point his stilled.
“Why?” he growled into her chest now pressed to his mouth.
“Because I wanted to hate you.”
His fingers started again and she wondering if he used this method often to get a confession. Right now, nuclear codes might be up for trading as his lips surrounded her perked nipples. “I needed to hate you.”
“And now?”
“And now if you don’t fuck me, I might be set back about three weeks.”
His fingers slipped from her body and she lifted her ass. The horn honked into the empty abyss outside the truck as she straddled his hips right as he lowered his pants to his thighs. His cock. Long and thick, she captured his face in her hands and kissed him deeply before impaling herself on the best dick she’d ever known as he let out a hiss before locking his arms around her. Her hips rocking, their lips joined as she rode his shaft.
Sweet pleasure inched its way around her already orgasm laden body triggering cock clenching climaxes as she rocked.
“Fuck woman,” he groaned. His arms tight and protective to her body. “How the hell?”
With a hard thrust upward, the head of his manhood hit a previously neglected part of her soul. Her hand slammed forward, palm flat to the window thick with condensation as their rhythm increased sending her body into a euphoric state right as his cock pulsed. Coating her core in warm jets
