erection that sprang free when his briefs followed his jeans leaving them both bare-assed naked.
Her body softened at the sight of the head of his cock glistening in the sunlight, bobbing toward her, as though it sought her attention. She wrapped her hands around the hard shaft and stroked, earning a very masculine groan from its owner. God, she loved the smoothness of his skin, the warmth, the strength hidden beneath. “Tell me you have a condom.”
“In my back pocket.” He gasped when she lowered her head and ran her lips over his cock.
It wasn’t smart, fucking him out in the open again. Fucking him at all. But she needed this, needed him, right here, right now. “Let’s get you saddled up there, cowboy.”
She dug the silver packaged condom out of his jeans, ripped it open and rolled it down his length. Putting her brain in park, Allie straddled him and lowered herself over his now-sheathed cock. But there was nothing to match the pleasant burn as he stretched her, the bite of his fingers as they dug into her biceps. Even the threat of being sunburned in all kinds of place that wouldn’t be comfortable didn’t make her give a damn. As she descended, she let her head fall back. It had been so long since she’d given herself permission to just feel without thinking, to act without discussing the consequences. And yeah, there would be consequences, she had no doubt.
Laying her palms flat on either side of his head, she leaned over him and rocked, shallow then deep, shifting slightly until she got the pressure on her clit that she needed to go with the pressure of being filled.
Her breath stuttered at the memory. Did he remember their first time had been in the back of his truck? She’d been nervous back then, but excited too. He’d wanted to do it properly, he’d said. Inside. In a room, on a bed. But they’d never managed to find a place alone except out here, in his truck. It didn’t matter to her, it was still romantic. They’d gotten off to a fumbling start, well, more her fumbling than his. But Ben had found a rhythm that had soon made her lose all her inhibitions. Introduced to the physical sensations she’d only read about beneath the covers with a flashlight.
Then Ben, the grown-up Ben, skimmed his hands down her sides, letting them rest on her hips. A thrust of his hip, a second, and the memories merged until the boundaries blurred. Allie let her body take over and set the pace.
* * *
If there was a better way to spend an afternoon than this, Ben couldn’t picture one. Nothing could top being buried in a woman with the sun beating down on them both. Not just any woman. Allie. Well, maybe having something softer beneath them than the ridged metal truck bed. If he’d planned it better, he would have done it on the edge of one of the uncut fields, a soft bed of sun-warmed straw cushioning them both.
Did she remember their first time had been in the back of his truck too? Maybe it was fate that she’d come out here today. That he hadn’t planned it better. Spontaneous was sure working fine. Though he had no idea where they’d go from here—those thoughts took too much energy. For now he just wanted to enjoy having her with him, covering him. He’d deal with the consequences later. Much later.
He opened his eyes to watch Allie’s eyes unfocus and drift closed. She’d softened over the years, lost some of the hard edge she’d had, but in his eyes, it made her more sensuous. Unable to resist, he lifted his head and caught one of her breasts in his mouth, licking and teasing the tight bud. She whimpered when he lightly bit with his teeth and tugged. Her rhythm stuttered and her pussy clenched tight around him. He was thrilled to discover she’d lost none of the responsiveness she’d had over the years when he played with her breasts.
He slipped a hand between them, stroking her clit until she rocked harder over his thumb, increasing the pressure. Heat flooded around his cock, her
Her body softened at the sight of the head of his cock glistening in the sunlight, bobbing toward her, as though it sought her attention. She wrapped her hands around the hard shaft and stroked, earning a very masculine groan from its owner. God, she loved the smoothness of his skin, the warmth, the strength hidden beneath. “Tell me you have a condom.”
“In my back pocket.” He gasped when she lowered her head and ran her lips over his cock.
It wasn’t smart, fucking him out in the open again. Fucking him at all. But she needed this, needed him, right here, right now. “Let’s get you saddled up there, cowboy.”
She dug the silver packaged condom out of his jeans, ripped it open and rolled it down his length. Putting her brain in park, Allie straddled him and lowered herself over his now-sheathed cock. But there was nothing to match the pleasant burn as he stretched her, the bite of his fingers as they dug into her biceps. Even the threat of being sunburned in all kinds of place that wouldn’t be comfortable didn’t make her give a damn. As she descended, she let her head fall back. It had been so long since she’d given herself permission to just feel without thinking, to act without discussing the consequences. And yeah, there would be consequences, she had no doubt.
Laying her palms flat on either side of his head, she leaned over him and rocked, shallow then deep, shifting slightly until she got the pressure on her clit that she needed to go with the pressure of being filled.
Her breath stuttered at the memory. Did he remember their first time had been in the back of his truck? She’d been nervous back then, but excited too. He’d wanted to do it properly, he’d said. Inside. In a room, on a bed. But they’d never managed to find a place alone except out here, in his truck. It didn’t matter to her, it was still romantic. They’d gotten off to a fumbling start, well, more her fumbling than his. But Ben had found a rhythm that had soon made her lose all her inhibitions. Introduced to the physical sensations she’d only read about beneath the covers with a flashlight.
Then Ben, the grown-up Ben, skimmed his hands down her sides, letting them rest on her hips. A thrust of his hip, a second, and the memories merged until the boundaries blurred. Allie let her body take over and set the pace.
* * *
If there was a better way to spend an afternoon than this, Ben couldn’t picture one. Nothing could top being buried in a woman with the sun beating down on them both. Not just any woman. Allie. Well, maybe having something softer beneath them than the ridged metal truck bed. If he’d planned it better, he would have done it on the edge of one of the uncut fields, a soft bed of sun-warmed straw cushioning them both.
Did she remember their first time had been in the back of his truck too? Maybe it was fate that she’d come out here today. That he hadn’t planned it better. Spontaneous was sure working fine. Though he had no idea where they’d go from here—those thoughts took too much energy. For now he just wanted to enjoy having her with him, covering him. He’d deal with the consequences later. Much later.
He opened his eyes to watch Allie’s eyes unfocus and drift closed. She’d softened over the years, lost some of the hard edge she’d had, but in his eyes, it made her more sensuous. Unable to resist, he lifted his head and caught one of her breasts in his mouth, licking and teasing the tight bud. She whimpered when he lightly bit with his teeth and tugged. Her rhythm stuttered and her pussy clenched tight around him. He was thrilled to discover she’d lost none of the responsiveness she’d had over the years when he played with her breasts.
He slipped a hand between them, stroking her clit until she rocked harder over his thumb, increasing the pressure. Heat flooded around his cock, her
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