Page 69 of Trucker
Taji was already wet, but I wasn’t ready to give in to her yet.
No—I wanted her to realize what happened when she played with fire.
Using the pieces of her bra, I tied her wrists together above her head and immediately, I saw the fear in her eyes.
“You’re in control, Taji.” I reminded her. “If you want me to stop, just say so.”
She nodded and I kissed her before dragging my tongue down her body. I toyed with her, sucking on her nipples, grazing them with my teeth and loving the oft sounds she made for me. Each time she arched up into me, I felt as if I was winning at everything.
But my greatest prize sat between her thighs—hot and wet and ran freely against my tongue. Each pass of my tongue, she whimpered my name, her thighs tightening against my shoulders.
I didn’t stop.
And by the time she came for me, I was out of my mind with need for her. She tugged at the restraints, but I merely gripped her thighs and spread her wider.
“Trucker…”
Climbing up her body, I paused to look down into her eyes.
Nodding, I’d promised her we’d stop if she wanted me to. While she said nothing, and I couldn’t read her eyes, I was getting off her when she whimpered.
“I told you if you wanted to stop?—”
“I don’t want to stop.” Her voice trembled. “I don’t.”
“Taji—"
I am so confused.
“Tell me what you need, Taji.” I told her. “I can’t read your mind, and I don’t want to assume anything.”
She panted for breath.
“You were serious about that?” She panted to know. “You’re leaving things in my hands. It can’t be that easy.”
“Sex is supposed to be fun.” I explained. “It’s supposed to be sexy, dirty, sweaty—forbothof us.”
Taji moaned.
“It’s no fun if I’m the only one enjoying myself.”
“Mayson…”
“So, tell me what you want—what you crave.”
“And you’ll give it to me?”
“I’ll give you anything you want—any way you want it.” I paused. “So, do you want me to stop?”
“Never.”
“Then?”
Taji tugged at the ties against her wrist then moaned.
“I want you.” She replied. “Hard and deep—please.”
I gave her what she wanted.
