Every Day (Brush of Love 2) - Page 73

I slowly lowered her back onto the seat of my truck. I smoothed my hands over her body, massaging every inch of her I could touch while her body undulated in pleasure. The way she simply gave herself over to me was intoxicating, and I quickly slid her jeans off while she sighed with relief. I pulled my shirt over my head and then bent over, kissing a small line up her stomach while her muscles jumped underneath my touch.

But my hand traveled downward, sliding discreetly behind her panties as my fingers inched their way slowly inside of her.

“Bryan,” she said breathlessly. “Yes.”

Slowly and steadily, I coated my skin with her arousal. My lips traveled back down to her belly button, my tongue dancing along her body as her hips rolled against the palm of my hand. I sank my teeth into the skin of her hip, causing her to jerk and jolt while she groaned. I bit my teeth down and sucked her skin, leaving a mark I wanted her to revel in for days afterward.

Then, my tongue slid down to the one place I knew she wanted me to be, and that’s when it all came pouring out.

“Bryan. Yes. Just like that. Please don’t stop.”

I worked her beautifully swollen clit while my fingers crooked against her body. I could feel her vibrating against me, her hips darting and bucking while her body chased what it wanted. I pressed my tongue deeper into her, watching as her pale skin flushed with lust for me. She looked absolutely beautiful, a vision who should be painted on one of her canvases.

But her nose crinkled up and her back bowed. Her hands dug into my hair and her legs pulled taut, and I knew exactly what was about to happen.

So, I simply held my place and allowed her to soak my truck seat in her essence while my name tumbled from her lips in breathless praise.

I gave her one last lick before I pulled myself from her body. She was panting and shaking, recuperating from the sheer force of her orgasm while I made a show of licking her from my fingers. Her eyes darkened while she watched me, her body sitting up while she quickly removed her panties from her body.

Then, she did something I didn’t expect.

She quickly pulled my cock from my pants and straddled my lap.

“Hailey, what are you—?”

She sank her warm wetness onto me, sheathing me inside of her while the two of us groaned. The windows were fogging up and the music from the building was getting louder, drowning out the rocking of my truck on its chassis as she rolled in my lap. I scooted my seat back, allowing my legs to stretch and making sure her perfect ass didn’t start bouncing on the horn of my truck.

But honestly, I wouldn’t have given a shit if it had anyway.

I grasped tightly onto her hips as she sank her lips onto mine. Her tongue rolled along my lips, licking her taste off my skin as my hips raised to meet her thrusts. Her hands raked down my chest while her fingertips left red marks behind, and I dug my fingers into the meat of her hips so tightly, I knew she’d be bruised the next morning.

“Fuck Hailey. Holy hell.”

She slammed down onto me, rocking the whole truck while we breathed each other’s air. Sweat was dripping down her forehead and falling onto my chest, and all I could do was dig my heels in and meet her, thrust for thrust. My hands stroked up her back, holding her close to me as she pressed her beautiful chest against mine, and I allowed myself to completely let go.

I quickly laid her back down on the seat of the truck, her thick legs locking around me as I pinned her hands at her sides.

“Bryan. Yes. The things you do to me. Please. Please. Please come with me.”

I dipped my lips to her neck as I pounded into her. Her breasts were bouncing against my skin, and her body was shaking underneath my assault. My lips pulled a patch of skin between my teeth as I hung on for the ride, her body writhing while whimpers and groans fell from her lips. I growled int

o her skin, like an animal marking its territory for all to see, and the moment I felt her warmth clenching around my erection, I felt that toe-curling sensation as my hips stuttered its fantastic rhythm.

I pulled at her arms, causing her back to arch into mine as my lips released her neck. Another black mark would be there in the morning, but I didn’t care. I wrapped my lips around her pert nipple, flicking my tongue over it as her body jolted in midair. I could feel her legs squeezing me while her wetness pulsed around me, and I buried myself deep into her body as I finally released.

I painted her walls with my scent while her name fell from my lips, whispered and desperate, like I was begging a beautiful angel to finally have mercy on my lost, burning little soul.

Cleansing by fire was what her body was, and every time her raging flames consumed my body, I accepted their warmth.

We lay there in my truck, panting as I released Hailey’s wrists. Her back dropped down onto the seat while I slowly pulled myself from between her legs, and she giggled at the slick sound before I laid my head on her bosom. Her fingers ran through my hair while my hands danced up her sides, taking in the softness of her skin while we lay drenched in our own sex and sweat.

“That was ... that was ...”

“Better than when you were eighteen?” I asked.

“What happened when I was eighteen doesn’t even hold a candle to this,” Hailey said breathlessly.

“Good,” I said. “Now, could I propose something?”

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