The wet noises my body made while he rained heavenly orgasms down on me were so far from my comfort zone, I couldn’t even remember where my comfort zone was, but I couldn’t be bothered to care because his truck rocked in the dirt while I begged him to set me free, straining higher and harder to reach another release than I ever had in my life.

And the third orgasm he gave me when he slid his free hand beneath my shirt and splayed it wide over my chest between my breasts, pressing me to the truck bed and holding me still as he sucked my clit between his lips, adding a third and then a fourth finger to the violent implosion building inside me, made me clench around those thick fingers so hard that I’d surely cut off circulation.

I came again, tears leaking down the sides of my face and screaming his name so loudly, I’d probably scared all the cows at his ranch fifty miles away.

Not once did he ask me to return the favor, but little did he know, there was nothing in the world I wanted more. What exactly did he think I’d been reading every week at my romance book club?

If there was one thing I’d learned to do well from all those books, it was how to give amazing head.

CHAPTER TEN

RYE

Aubrey trembled beneath me,riding out what I hoped was the best orgasm she’d ever had, and I licked the last of her cum from my lips as I rose up on my knees.

I wouldn’t get a chance to taste her again. Not for a while anyway because she was about to freak out about what I’d just done to her.

Trying not to imagine rubbing one out above her with her cum coating my fingers—and tryingreallyhard not to focus on the fact that my dick felt like it was ready to burst—I closed my eyes and savored her on my tongue, counting down in my head for the anxiety attack I figured was coming.

Three, two, one…

But nothing happened.

I looked at her then because I needed to see the flush on her cheeks and the satisfaction on her face, the satisfactionI’dgiven her.

Three times. Me, the younger man she saw as a “kid.”

She’d never look at me that way again, but when I opened my eyes, I found her sitting up, too, tracking me like she wanted to eat me, like she was a cougar and I was a big ol’ buck she wanted to take down.

As she drew her legs out from underneath mine, she pushed at my chest, and I fell back on my ass. That wasn’t good enough for her though. She advanced on me, shoving me with her small hands and delicate fingers, and she rose up on her knees as I fell flat on my back and whacked the back of my head on my tailgate.

“What’re you doin’?”

“Givin’ you the best blow job of your life,” she said, pushing my T-shirt halfway up my stomach, then she yanked down my zipper and slid her hand inside my jeans.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” I gripped both of her wrists to stop her. “You don’t have to do that.”

“Please. Don’t give me that ‘little lady’ crap. I know what I want.”

Well then.

Licking her lips as her eyes devoured the skin above my fly like she was ready to take a bite, she pulled her hands out of my grasp and scraped her shiny, white teeth over her bottom lip, biting down until I thought she might hurt herself, and she moaned loudly.

Her amber eyes flashed gold as she breathed, “I want you.”

When she reached beneath my boxers and wrapped a hand around the hardest erection in the history of the world, my whole body shuddered. I’d fucked my own fist with this exact scenario in my mind so many times, it had become ingrained in my brain tissue like some porno dream I couldn’t shake.

I groaned and lifted my ass to give her better access. She pulled my jeans down my thighs and my cock out between us, scooting closer as she lowered her chest over my legs.

But then she stopped, holding my hard-on straight up in the air. It swelled and jerked in her hand ’cause I’d never been so turned on.

“Jesus Christ, Rye. You’ve been packin’thisthe whole time?”

“Oh yeah,” I teased, “have a look at what you been missin’.”

She rolled her eyes, shaking her head. “I bet you’re really proud.”

Smirking, I flexed my pecs, and I twitched in her hand. “Oh, I am.”