The Best Goodbye
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He cupped my face with his free hand. His other hand was still holding mine. “I want you. I want our daughter. I want to be more than a part of your lives. I want to be in your lives. But right now, I want you. I want you so damn bad I can’t focus.”
My mouth opened slightly as I stared up at him.
“Come out to my truck. I just need to touch you a little, Addy. Please,” he begged, pulling me toward him. He didn’t kiss me. He kept his gaze locked on mine as he waited for me to reply.
Franny was a deep sleeper. Going out to his truck was safe. She couldn’t hear us out there. “OK,” I whispered.
He closed his eyes for a moment, and then his hand tightened around mine as he moved so quickly I almost lost my balance. He all but pulled me behind him out the door. When we got to the steps, he scooped me up and took several long strides until he was at his truck, jerking the door open.
I fell back on my elbows onto the backseat and stared at him as he hovered over me. His eyes slowly roved down my body, until they landed on the hem of my sundress, which rode up as I slid back, exposing my bare thighs and a glimpse of the matching red panties underneath.
“Red,” he said, then looked up at me. “They’re fucking red. I was tormented all night by what color they might be. Never imagined they’d match this sexy little dress.”
The dress wasn’t sexy. It was a simple red sundress. I liked the way it fit.
He watched my face as he ran his hand up my leg. His fingers slid just inside my closed thighs, and he pushed them open. “I want this,” he said, lowering his mouth to mine.
I wanted this, too, and if he didn’t give it to me, I was going to take it.
His mouth touched mine, and I arched up to taste him. I loved his lips. The more he kissed me, the more obsessed I became with them. I wanted to nibble them and lick them. I wanted to feel them on my body. I trembled as my thoughts became naughtier than I’d let them be in a long time.
Captain moved his hand up until his finger brushed the satin crotch of my panties. I was soaked, and I knew it, but it had been so long, and I wanted him so badly I couldn’t help it.
He broke the kiss but didn’t move from my lips. “So wet. That’s fucking hot. I’m gonna need to taste that, baby.”
I wanted to plead for him to do just that, but I whimpered instead. Which was all he needed.
Captain swore with a growl, and then both his hands were under my dress, tugging my panties down my legs. I lifted my hips and legs, helping him to free me from the unwanted barrier.
He lifted the panties to his nose and sniffed then with a wicked smile, then folded them carefully and laid them on his dashboard like he had all the time in the world. I wiggled, needing something. The gesture was sweet and really sexy, but my body felt like it was on fire.
“Easy,” he said, sliding a hand up my leg. “I’ll make it feel good. I swear.” Then he lifted my leg and put it over his shoulder before doing the same with my other leg.
I stopped breathing as he held my gaze, lowering his head until that first touch almost sent me flying off the seat. I cried out, but his tongue slid against my swollen clit again, and I began moaning. This was too good. I’d been without for so long, and this was going to be too much. My hands grabbed fistfuls of his long hair as he continued his sweet torment, tasting me.
With each lick, I wanted to claw at something. Beg and plead. The pleasure was building fast, and my body was ready for what was coming. When the heat exploded inside me, I threw back my head, my body trembling, as Captain continued his intimate kissing throughout the experience.
When I came down off my high, he kissed my inner thigh and slowly moved my legs off his shoulders and climbed up to cover me. Through my blissful haze, I stared up at him.
The grin on his face made me giggle. He was inwardly gloating that he’d made me lose control like that. I felt so good I didn’t care. He could gloat all he wanted. If I could just have some more of that again.
“Feel good?” he asked, rubbing my bottom lip with his thumb.
I nodded. The goofy smile on my face couldn’t be helped.
“You tasted incredible,” he said, his voice hoarse. “So good I could go taste some more.”
I liked that idea a lot.
The evidence of his arousal was pressed against my thigh. His jeans were still on, but I could feel the rigidness, and I wanted that, too. I wanted to make him feel as good as he’d made me feel.
I moved my thigh so that it rubbed against his erection, and he hissed through his teeth.
“It’s my turn,” I said, moving again. He moved his hips this time, causing the friction himself.
“No turns. This is all you tonight. I wanted that,” he said, pinning me down so I couldn’t reach his fly and free what I wanted.
“But I want to,” I said, letting my legs fall open so that he was between them. All he had to do was move up just a little to press against where I wanted him to be.
“Fuck, Addy,” he said breathlessly, shifting his hips so that my heat was against his.
I wanted more than this. I wanted to give him more. “Let me,” I said, moving my hand down to cup him through his jeans. He closed his eyes as I moved my hand over his stiffness. “I want to touch it,” I said, trying to get his pants unbuttoned.
He opened his eyes and looked down at me. The need made me shiver and grip him harder. His jaw clenched. “What is it you want?” he asked, moving his hips.
“I want your cock in my mouth,” I told him boldly, as I gently squeezed.