Page 54 of Chaos Crown

I clapped a hand over my mouth when he started pumping— No, when he started jackhammering my hole like he was looking for diamonds. Moans leaked through my fingers. My pelvic bone bounced on the rim, collecting bruises that reveal the proof of my first time in a trunk.

Legend’s perfectly coiffed hair was a mess. It flopped in his eyes, sticking to his damp brow and drawing my attention to those plump lips—now tinged red and pulled back over his teeth as he tried to hold in his groans. It was unnatural how gorgeous he was, but I didn’t mean his looks.

Somewhere along the way, the sweet kid who was doted on by his parents was buried under the feeling that he’d never measure up to their expectations, so why try? I didn’t care about what he told himself, or what others led him to believe to make him think something so ridiculous could be true. Legend never needed to be anyone other than his searing hot, possessive, domineering, hummingbird-loving self. He would fall in love with me again because we both knew... I loved Legend St. James, and wouldn’t change a thing about him.

The car bounced with his thrusts. We both did. Over and over, my hand smacked the roof and my head banged against the trunk. I was too far gone too long ago to care.

Legend grasped my hips, lifting me up and angling me into place for one, two, three punishing thrusts dead center on my—

“Ahh!” I screamed, contorting my body in a shape it was never meant to go.

I came hard—flopping, kicking, and scraping my back on the unforgiving fabric. Throwing his head back, Legend went rigid.

“Yes, baby. Come for me.”

Sticky warmth spilled inside me, setting off another orgasm that bowled me over, filling me with bursts of heat and electricity. Felt like I grabbed a downed powerline and bolts of sinful pleasure were coursing through my veins. I had no doubt it’d kill me if it could, and what a beautiful way to go.

My hips jerked, rocked by a violent spasm.

“Whoa— Shit!” Legend popped off his feet. Scrabbling, he grabbed at the lid to stop his fall, and down they both went.

“Ah!”

One hundred and sixty pounds of man collapsed on top of me, then the lid dropped on us—concealing us in darkness. For a breath, neither of us moved.

A sound leaked through my lips. I covered my mouth, trying to stop it, but it was too late. I laughed so loud and hard, if the entire parking lot didn’t hear us having sex, they definitely heard that. Two seconds after me, Legend cracked up too.

“Date Roan for a week and you don’t think you have any firsts left,” I giggled. “Guess we proved that wrong.”

“Definitely the first time I fucked myself into a locked trunk in the parking lot of a zoo.”

“Tell me we’re not really locked in.”

“Nah.” Legend was nothing more than a vague outline in the dark. “I’ve got the keys in my pocket, but...” There was shuffling, the clink of his belt, then hands found my hips. “We don’t need to go anywhere just yet.”

“I was about to say the same thing.”

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