I nipped at his lower lip and pulled back so I could crawl off of his lap. His hands tightened to hold me in place but I shook my head and told him, “I want to taste you.”
He swore and lifted me like I weighed nothing so I was back on my side of the truck. Immediately, I got on my knees and put a hand on his thigh for balance as I lowered my face toward all his enticing male flesh. I wrapped my hand back around the thick shaft, his skin hot enough to burn. My naked nipples dragged across the leather seats and the friction made my entire body vibrate.
One of his hands threaded through the hair at the back of my head, holding on tight as my lips stretched to take him in. Snowden Stark was more than a mouthful. It took some work to swallow him down and to suck him off. My cheeks hollowed out as my tongue flicked along endless inches of hot, hard flesh. He scorched across my tongue and tapped the back of my throat. He tasted salty and earthy, all man. He guided my motions with a wide palm as my fist slid up to meet my lips. His ass arched up off the seat and he grunted as I traced that long, heavy line that ran up the underside of his steel shaft. I liked having him under my control, liked the way he felt filling my mouth. I wanted to take a bite out of him, so I used the edge of my teeth to tease the sensitive curve at the tip. I licked the slippery slit, and smiled when he barked my name in warning. For a second, I wished there wasn’t so much of him, that I didn’t need a hand to have all of him, because I could feel wetness gathering between my legs and that steady throb needed attention. I wanted to pull my fingers through that moisture and ease the ache, but if I did, I would fall on my face.
I moaned around his hardness and couldn’t stop my hips from shimmying where they were propped up in the air. Stark muttered my name and a second later I felt his palm on the middle of my back. His fingers dipped into the little dimples at the base of my spine and then they slid under the waistband of my pants and stopped to cup my ass before disappearing into the soft valley between the twin globes. The unexpected caress had me sucking harder on his cock and forced my hand to tighten reflexively.
He chuckled and I felt the low rumble all the way through my core. “Does swallowing my cock make you wet, Noe? Are you getting off on the thought of sucking me dry?” One of his fingers circled that hidden spot that was usually off limits, and I almost choked as I gasped and pulled more of him into my mouth. Tears wet my eyes and I had to remind myself to breathe through my nose as his touch moved deeper between my legs to find my slick center. His fingers trailed through the wet folds and he let out a satisfied sigh. “I love that sucking me gets you hot. I love how wet and ready you are.”
God, that mouth of his.
I had to let him go so I could pull in a breath. He made me lightheaded and dizzy.
His fingers fondled the waiting entrance to my body and chills raced down my spine. I looked up at him from under my lashes and noticed his glasses and the truck windows were slightly fogged over. He had a red flush above his scruff and his eyes raged just as furiously as the water below us.
My body fluttered around his fingers as I rocked into his touch. I was empty and he was the only thing that had ever filled up all those spaces. He was a weight that anchored me but never held me down.
I sighed in relief and his fingers started to thrust in and out of my body. I pushed back against him and lowered my head so I could swirl my tongue around the head of his cock like he was the sweetest treat I’d ever tasted.
His stiff length jumped in my hand and he grunted his pleasure as he added another finger. All of this was amazing and enough to make the big truck rock, but I needed more. I needed all of him filling up all of me.
I used my hold on his leg to push myself into a sitting position. He scowled when the move forced his hands out of my pants, but he got an evil glint in his eye as he brought his slick, glistening fingers to his mouth and licked them clean. I shimmied out of my loose-fitting pants and practically threw myself at him when I was naked. He caught me around the waist and spread my legs around his hips, hands on my thighs, as he guided me over his erection.
His lips landed on mine and I tasted my own pleasure. He sighed in satisfaction as our bodies lined up seamlessly. Mine open and hot with a burning need, his hard and heavy with anticipation. He pressed in slow and deep. I felt him drag along every nerve ending and across every sensitive place I had. I put my hands on either side of his neck and rubbed my nose along the curve of his cheek until I could nuzzle his ear. I bit down on the lobe and breathed out how good he made me feel.
I could swear in the short time we’d been together he’d molded my body to fit him and only him. I could feel him deep inside of me but I wanted him even deeper. Our chests rubbed together, my nipples dragging over all that taut muscle and his pounding heart, and like the waves crashing into the rock we were perched on, my orgasm pressed in, threatening to sweep me away.
His thumb traced my jaw and his eyes bored into mine as he told me, “When you run, I’m going to chase you, Noe. Always.”
It might have sounded like a threat, but I heard it as a promise. We needed each other. We understood each other. We could find happiness together and I never thought that was possible, but I saw it there, hidden in the storm of his eyes, and I was sure it was reflected back at him in mine.
He kissed me again as his arms wrapped tightly around me. I laughed against his lips but it quickly turned into a gasp as his hips bucked upwards and he pulled me down tightly. My clit pressed against his pelvic bone and the rough sensation was enough to send me spiraling into delirious pleasure. I moaned his name and rocked into him, chasing my orgasm down and kissing every part of his face I could reach. His teeth bit into the curve of my neck where it met my shoulder. It wasn’t a nice bite. It stung, and it was going to leave a mark, but it made my pussy spasm and had a rush of wetness covering the heavy cock he was pounding into me.
“Holy fuck, woman. You were made for me. I know it.” He tossed his head back against the seat of the truck and held me still as my body milked long, hot pulses of satisfaction from him.
I fell forward, forehead hitting his sweaty throat as I told him, “I am the only one who knows how to fix that mechanical heart of yours.” I put my palm on the tattoo, pleased that his skin was damp and warm all over. As long as I had him, I would never let him be cold again.
His reply was lost when a semi-truck came flying around the bend in the road, horn blaring to warn us that we had picked a less-than-perfect place to reconnect. He chuckled and pressed a soft kiss to my lips. “Let’s get home.”
I scrambled back into the passenger seat and fought to make myself decent as he pulled onto the road and took us toward the Point.
“Home sounds nice.” It was the first time I’d ever thought that. Before him, the Point was simply where I survived, but now it was where I thrived.
He made everything better and I was determined to do the same for him. I wanted him to know he would always have a place with me.
Stark
“Got the girl. Saved the day. Punished the villains. Befriended the local law.” I was trying to focus on what Nassir was saying to me, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the debauchery and hedonism happening on the multiple monitors behind him. I thought I was fairly well versed in all the things that happened between consenting adults, but apparently, I was wrong. There were things happening on those screens I wouldn’t have dreamed up when I was feeling my most inspired. “You must be feeling pretty proud of yourself.”
I jerked my eyes away from a woman who was old enough to be my mother strapping a guy who was bigger than me, though several years older, face-down on some kind of table. She was buckling thick leather cuffs around his wrists and ankles. When he was secure, she pet him like he was an animal, soothing him before she rammed the biggest plug I had ever seen between his clenched ass cheeks. The guy bucked on the table and I winced in sympathy, baffled that Nassir seemed totally oblivious to it all.
When my gaze landed back on his, the golden gleam in his eyes was glowing with mirth and he was grinning at me. “The guy is a banker and the woman is a real estate developer. They’re both married to other people who prefer missionary and lights out sex. They meet up once a month and do their thing. I give them a place to play and they both let me snap up property for a song. It’s an arrangement that works well for all of us.”
I shook my head and refused to look anywhere but at him. He’d called and asked me to come down to discuss a new service he was considering. He wouldn’t give me any more details, and I would have blown him off since he was being evasive, but I wouldn’t have Noe in my house and in my bed every night if it weren’t for him. We both knew it, and Nassir wasn’t a man who squandered his leverage when he had it.
“The outcome would have been much different without you, not that I’m telling you something that you don’t already know. Cut to the chase and tell me why you summoned me down here in the middle of the night.” Before Noe, time had no meaning, I didn’t care that he woke me up and monopolized my time. Now it hurt to roll away from her warm body and head out into the night. I had someone I wanted to be around for, someone I wanted to keep safe. I needed to give the Devil his due so he couldn’t pull on my leash when it suited him.
He swore and lifted me like I weighed nothing so I was back on my side of the truck. Immediately, I got on my knees and put a hand on his thigh for balance as I lowered my face toward all his enticing male flesh. I wrapped my hand back around the thick shaft, his skin hot enough to burn. My naked nipples dragged across the leather seats and the friction made my entire body vibrate.
One of his hands threaded through the hair at the back of my head, holding on tight as my lips stretched to take him in. Snowden Stark was more than a mouthful. It took some work to swallow him down and to suck him off. My cheeks hollowed out as my tongue flicked along endless inches of hot, hard flesh. He scorched across my tongue and tapped the back of my throat. He tasted salty and earthy, all man. He guided my motions with a wide palm as my fist slid up to meet my lips. His ass arched up off the seat and he grunted as I traced that long, heavy line that ran up the underside of his steel shaft. I liked having him under my control, liked the way he felt filling my mouth. I wanted to take a bite out of him, so I used the edge of my teeth to tease the sensitive curve at the tip. I licked the slippery slit, and smiled when he barked my name in warning. For a second, I wished there wasn’t so much of him, that I didn’t need a hand to have all of him, because I could feel wetness gathering between my legs and that steady throb needed attention. I wanted to pull my fingers through that moisture and ease the ache, but if I did, I would fall on my face.
I moaned around his hardness and couldn’t stop my hips from shimmying where they were propped up in the air. Stark muttered my name and a second later I felt his palm on the middle of my back. His fingers dipped into the little dimples at the base of my spine and then they slid under the waistband of my pants and stopped to cup my ass before disappearing into the soft valley between the twin globes. The unexpected caress had me sucking harder on his cock and forced my hand to tighten reflexively.
He chuckled and I felt the low rumble all the way through my core. “Does swallowing my cock make you wet, Noe? Are you getting off on the thought of sucking me dry?” One of his fingers circled that hidden spot that was usually off limits, and I almost choked as I gasped and pulled more of him into my mouth. Tears wet my eyes and I had to remind myself to breathe through my nose as his touch moved deeper between my legs to find my slick center. His fingers trailed through the wet folds and he let out a satisfied sigh. “I love that sucking me gets you hot. I love how wet and ready you are.”
God, that mouth of his.
I had to let him go so I could pull in a breath. He made me lightheaded and dizzy.
His fingers fondled the waiting entrance to my body and chills raced down my spine. I looked up at him from under my lashes and noticed his glasses and the truck windows were slightly fogged over. He had a red flush above his scruff and his eyes raged just as furiously as the water below us.
My body fluttered around his fingers as I rocked into his touch. I was empty and he was the only thing that had ever filled up all those spaces. He was a weight that anchored me but never held me down.
I sighed in relief and his fingers started to thrust in and out of my body. I pushed back against him and lowered my head so I could swirl my tongue around the head of his cock like he was the sweetest treat I’d ever tasted.
His stiff length jumped in my hand and he grunted his pleasure as he added another finger. All of this was amazing and enough to make the big truck rock, but I needed more. I needed all of him filling up all of me.
I used my hold on his leg to push myself into a sitting position. He scowled when the move forced his hands out of my pants, but he got an evil glint in his eye as he brought his slick, glistening fingers to his mouth and licked them clean. I shimmied out of my loose-fitting pants and practically threw myself at him when I was naked. He caught me around the waist and spread my legs around his hips, hands on my thighs, as he guided me over his erection.
His lips landed on mine and I tasted my own pleasure. He sighed in satisfaction as our bodies lined up seamlessly. Mine open and hot with a burning need, his hard and heavy with anticipation. He pressed in slow and deep. I felt him drag along every nerve ending and across every sensitive place I had. I put my hands on either side of his neck and rubbed my nose along the curve of his cheek until I could nuzzle his ear. I bit down on the lobe and breathed out how good he made me feel.
I could swear in the short time we’d been together he’d molded my body to fit him and only him. I could feel him deep inside of me but I wanted him even deeper. Our chests rubbed together, my nipples dragging over all that taut muscle and his pounding heart, and like the waves crashing into the rock we were perched on, my orgasm pressed in, threatening to sweep me away.
His thumb traced my jaw and his eyes bored into mine as he told me, “When you run, I’m going to chase you, Noe. Always.”
It might have sounded like a threat, but I heard it as a promise. We needed each other. We understood each other. We could find happiness together and I never thought that was possible, but I saw it there, hidden in the storm of his eyes, and I was sure it was reflected back at him in mine.
He kissed me again as his arms wrapped tightly around me. I laughed against his lips but it quickly turned into a gasp as his hips bucked upwards and he pulled me down tightly. My clit pressed against his pelvic bone and the rough sensation was enough to send me spiraling into delirious pleasure. I moaned his name and rocked into him, chasing my orgasm down and kissing every part of his face I could reach. His teeth bit into the curve of my neck where it met my shoulder. It wasn’t a nice bite. It stung, and it was going to leave a mark, but it made my pussy spasm and had a rush of wetness covering the heavy cock he was pounding into me.
“Holy fuck, woman. You were made for me. I know it.” He tossed his head back against the seat of the truck and held me still as my body milked long, hot pulses of satisfaction from him.
I fell forward, forehead hitting his sweaty throat as I told him, “I am the only one who knows how to fix that mechanical heart of yours.” I put my palm on the tattoo, pleased that his skin was damp and warm all over. As long as I had him, I would never let him be cold again.
His reply was lost when a semi-truck came flying around the bend in the road, horn blaring to warn us that we had picked a less-than-perfect place to reconnect. He chuckled and pressed a soft kiss to my lips. “Let’s get home.”
I scrambled back into the passenger seat and fought to make myself decent as he pulled onto the road and took us toward the Point.
“Home sounds nice.” It was the first time I’d ever thought that. Before him, the Point was simply where I survived, but now it was where I thrived.
He made everything better and I was determined to do the same for him. I wanted him to know he would always have a place with me.
Stark
“Got the girl. Saved the day. Punished the villains. Befriended the local law.” I was trying to focus on what Nassir was saying to me, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the debauchery and hedonism happening on the multiple monitors behind him. I thought I was fairly well versed in all the things that happened between consenting adults, but apparently, I was wrong. There were things happening on those screens I wouldn’t have dreamed up when I was feeling my most inspired. “You must be feeling pretty proud of yourself.”
I jerked my eyes away from a woman who was old enough to be my mother strapping a guy who was bigger than me, though several years older, face-down on some kind of table. She was buckling thick leather cuffs around his wrists and ankles. When he was secure, she pet him like he was an animal, soothing him before she rammed the biggest plug I had ever seen between his clenched ass cheeks. The guy bucked on the table and I winced in sympathy, baffled that Nassir seemed totally oblivious to it all.
When my gaze landed back on his, the golden gleam in his eyes was glowing with mirth and he was grinning at me. “The guy is a banker and the woman is a real estate developer. They’re both married to other people who prefer missionary and lights out sex. They meet up once a month and do their thing. I give them a place to play and they both let me snap up property for a song. It’s an arrangement that works well for all of us.”
I shook my head and refused to look anywhere but at him. He’d called and asked me to come down to discuss a new service he was considering. He wouldn’t give me any more details, and I would have blown him off since he was being evasive, but I wouldn’t have Noe in my house and in my bed every night if it weren’t for him. We both knew it, and Nassir wasn’t a man who squandered his leverage when he had it.
“The outcome would have been much different without you, not that I’m telling you something that you don’t already know. Cut to the chase and tell me why you summoned me down here in the middle of the night.” Before Noe, time had no meaning, I didn’t care that he woke me up and monopolized my time. Now it hurt to roll away from her warm body and head out into the night. I had someone I wanted to be around for, someone I wanted to keep safe. I needed to give the Devil his due so he couldn’t pull on my leash when it suited him.
