I didn’t wait. I couldn’t. I’d been hard for her since I first saw her. In one stroke, I slid deep, parting her pink lips and opening her wide. Slapping my hands on the truck bed beside her head, I held myself deep.
She looked up at me, her eyes wide, her lips parted.
“Boyd, move, please.”
I grinned, then gave her what she wanted. Slow in and out strokes that made my wolf howl. She was so tight, so hot, even through the latex barrier. I wanted to pull out, yank it off and take her bare. Not yet. Soon.
Now, I claimed, let her see what it would be like between us. I could feel the firmness of the plug as it stroked the bottom side of my dick. The combination of Audrey’s tight sheath and the hard feel of the toy pushed me to the brink. It was too good.
I was going to come, but not before she did.
“Again,” I growled. She arched her hips up to meet me. My balls slapped against the base of the plug. The scent of fucking, of her sweet musk, filled my nostrils.
Mine. She was mine. On the back of my truck. No soft bed. No sweet words. Just hard fucking with a plug in her ass.
And she loved it.
I slipped my hand between us and flicked her clit with my thumb. Leaning down, took a taut nipple into my mouth. Sucked.
Fuck yes.
“Boyd!” she cried, fucking me as much as I was fucking her. Her inner walls clenched, and she tugged on my hair. She was going to come, and my wolf was thrilled with our prowess. We could sexually satisfy our woman.
She came, but there was no scream this time, only gasps as she milked my dick. I didn’t last. I couldn’t. I didn’t want to. I didn’t even care that I’d come in under two minutes. I’d take her again as planned by the watering hole. In my bed later. But I’d come now, satisfy her, myself and my wolf.
My balls tightened, my dick thickened, and I thrust deep, held still as I shook with the ferocity of my orgasm. I lifted my head as I growled, afraid I’d bite her breast.
We were a sweaty mess when we both recovered, but I didn’t pull out. Not yet. I stroked her hair back, kissed her. Gently. Sweetly.
“Okay?” I murmured.
She nodded. “Again.”
Slowly, I smiled. “You’re a greedy little thing, aren’t you?”
My dick started to swell, and I had to pull out, carefully holding the condom.
“Kinky, too.”
“Yeah, I guess I am. With you.”
I growled. “That’s right. Only with me.”
I took care of the condom, then the butt plug. “Come on, darlin’. Let’s get to the watering hole as I wanted. Then you can have your way with me.”
I winked and helped her back in her clothes. I wanted her to remain bare, to walk naked as I often did after a shift and a run. She didn’t need clothes here, not with me. Not with anyone around.
I’d get her there. For now, I’d get her to the secret spot, get her naked again. She liked it wild, she liked it rough. I’d give her anything she wanted. Do anything she wanted. Ensure she knew she was mine. When I helped her down from the truck bed and saw her reddened ass, I knew she already was.
18
AUDREY
Everything tingled. My ass, my clit, my nipples. My lips. And the oxytocin—what we’d called the love hormone in med school—plowing through my system had me soaring. Bonding.
I was definitely feeling the love.
In all kinds of ways.
It was more than physical, and that part scared the hell out of me. Marina had told me to climb Boyd like a tree. Becky, who’d never met my sister, would high five her and agree. I’d wanted to get laid, get some man-made orgasms and have a little fun.
Check and check.
I hadn’t expected Boyd to turn out to be so much more than I gave him credit for. He was almost too good to be true. Cocky, sure. He’d proven he was a skilled lover. No wonder women eyed him like he was the last piece of chocolate in a box. I craved him now.
I guess that made me nervous. Because I’d learned if something seemed too good to be true, it usually was.
I wasn’t going to give any attention to my fears right now, though. The day was gorgeous, and my body thrummed with pleasure. I was following Boyd across the field. His long legs ate up the distance, and I couldn’t keep up. He slowed, held out his hand, and I took it. He didn’t let go as he led me to—
“Is that water?” I asked as we headed down a barely-there narrow footpath. I assumed we were on private property, but the place was visited enough to have a worn-down area in the grass. We were about ten minutes from the truck and had gone higher and close to the mountains. Small boulders dotted the hillside, scraggly bushes and even a cottonwood or two offered dappled spots of shade. I stopped short and gasped when we rounded a corner. “Oh my God, Boyd. This is incredible.”