Page 39 of Wild Child
She does as she’s told, spinning to face the side of the truck.
Her jacket covers her butt cheeks, and her thick thighs are tantalizing in the dim light.
“Put your hands against the van and spread your legs.”
I expect resistance, but Charlie does as she’s told.
The jackets rides up, and her perfect butt cheeks wink at me in the moonlight. A thin piece of pink lace nestles between them, framing them in the delicate fabric.
My heart hammers against my chest. She’s perfection. Waiting for my command.
I chuckle. “I found your tattoo.” On her left butt cheek there’s a yin and yang symbol, perfectly round. It suits her to perfection. The hardness and the softness.
I trace it with my finger, and she gasps.
“You foundoneof them.”
She throws me a look over her shoulder that’s all sass. I’m going to wipe that cheeky look off her face.
My hand slides between her legs, and I cup her mound. It’s warm in my hand and the lace tickles my skin. Charlie gasps, and her mouth pops open. I press my body behind her so my mouth is by her ear.
“You’re going to stay like this with your hands up until I say you can move.”
My hand strokes her through her panties, and they grow wet under my touch.
She whimpers, but I need more from her.
“What was that?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, sergeant.”
I reward her by sinking to my knees. My jeans are half off and my knees graze the ground. But I don’t care. Down here, the scent of Charlie’s arousal fills my senses and lends an urgency to what we’re doing.
I run my fingers over her pussy, but I need to get in, to taste her.
“Tip your hips back.”
She does as she’s told, and I scoot around so that I’m sitting between her thighs. I slide in between her legs and kiss her soft thighs.
Charlie moans, and I pick up one of her legs and drop it over my shoulder. Then I slide the edge of her panties back with a finger.
But this woman has another surprise for me. Instead of springy hair, there’s nothing but smooth skin under her panties.
My breath catches.
“Who did you do this for?” Jealousy surges in me, unrestrained and sudden.
Charlie gives a low chuckle.
“Relax. I did it for me. I like the feel of it when I touch myself. When I touch myself thinking about you.”
Heat zings through my body imagining Charlie rubbing herself. My cock jerks, and I almost lose it.
This woman is too much.
