Chapter 5

MANDY

I keep my hand cupped in Brian’s and use my other one to grab onto his forearm, keeping our bodies glued tightly together. My smile can’t get any bigger, and the feel of his hard body moving next to mine is driving me crazy. That kiss was even better than I’d imagined it would be. I now know beyond a shadow of a doubt that he wants me as much as I want him. There’s no denying the lust I’d seen in his eyes or the way his mouth had so fully claimed mine. There’s also the not-so-small detail of the hard cock I’d seen straining against his pants. I’m dying to feel him, and my pace quickens as I pull him along even faster.

When we’re finally at his truck, I toss the giant stuffed dog he’d won me in the passenger seat, scoot the seat up as far as it will go, and open up the smaller door that leads to the back seat. He’s just standing there wanting me when I turn around, a curious but heated look on his face. I can’t help but give a soft groan when I look at him. He’s wearing black work boots, jeans, and a snug black t-shirt that accentuates all that hard, lean muscle underneath it.

“Get in,” I say, holding the back door open for him.

He quirks an eyebrow at me and runs a hand over the nape of his neck. “Just what do you have in mind, Mandy?”

I reach out and grab onto his t-shirt, pulling him toward me. “I just want another kiss. I’m not ready to go home yet.” I look up into his warm, brown eyes and smile. “Just one more.”

I’ve barely gotten my plea out before his mouth is on me again. I open myself to him, wanting and needing everything he can give me, knowing it will never be enough. I’m lost in the taste and feel of him and when he reaches down to lift me I happily wrap my legs around his waist. The hardness of his truck presses into my back, and his hard, warm body presses into my front. I’m squished between the two and loving every second of it. I moan when he cups my ass harder, pressing his body even tighter against mine so his cock is pressing against my pussy. He feels so fucking big, and I want him more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.

“Get in the truck,” he says in a ragged voice.

He helps me climb into the back where I quickly lay across the seat. He joins me as best he can, but it’s a tight fit once the door is shut. With the passenger seat pulled ap, we have just enough room for him to maneuver himself on top of me. His knee is right between my legs, and as soon as I feel it, I can’t help but rub my pussy against him. Both his elbows are braced on either side of my head, and I cup his face, bringing him closer to me.

I love the way that his stubble scratches my face, making my skin feel a bit raw, and knowing it will leave a mark after we’re done. I want to be sore. I want to wear signs of our passion on my body. Just the idea of it has me grinding against his leg even harder.

Brian groans and kisses a line down my throat. I run my hands through his thick hair, and when his mouth hits the top of my t-shirt, I reach down to yank it up so I’m left in only the pink lacy bra I picked out, especially for him.

“God, you drive me crazy,” he whispers against my skin, kissing and licking a line across the fullness of my tit. When it’s not enough, he pushes my bra down, freeing my tit before wrapping his mouth around my hard nipple.

I gasp at how fucking good it feels to have the wet heat of his mouth wrapped around me, tonguing my nipple, teasing me to the brink of insanity. My panties are nothing but a puddle of moisture now, and it wouldn’t surprise me if I’ve soaked through my jean shorts and onto his jeans. My whole body aches with the need to cum.

“Please,” I beg as he moves to my other tit. When I feel his teeth scrape across my nipple, I whimper and try to slide my hand down to my throbbing clit.

He grabs my hand, holding it in a tight grip, and I feel him smile around the tit he’s still mercilessly teasing.

“I want to be the one to make you cum, Mandy.”

He lifts his head and gives my nipple one more kiss before licking and kissing a line down my stomach.

“I shouldn’t be doing this,” he says in between kisses. “I never should have kissed you, but I couldn’t help myself.” His hand starts to unbutton my shorts, and I’m so crazy with need that my legs start to shake. “If this is the only time I’m ever going to get to touch you, then I can’t resist the chance to bury my face in that little pussy of yours.”

I moan at his words and lift my ass so he can pull my shorts and panties off. Running my hands through his hair, I ask, “Why is this the only time?”

He kisses my inner thigh, working his way down to where I want him most, but before his mouth is on my pussy, he looks up at me. The lights from the fairground are still close enough to cast enough light for me to be able to see him. The sad look in his eyes makes me want to bring him back up to my mouth so I can comfort him and show him with my lips how much I love and want him.

“Because I shouldn’t be doing this at all, Mandy. We both know that. I’ve been friends with your dad since we were kids. I’m not supposed to want to fuck his daughter. I’m not supposed to be about to eat her out.”