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emotions and words he'd bottled up for the past five years came out in a rush. “It's all so fucked up. Meg, I—Nothing is working out the way I planned.” He snagged her in an embrace, relishing the light scent of her perfume. She fit so perfectly against him. “I can use a good friend right now.” Tucker feathered a kiss to her lips. One taste wasn't nearly enough. “But I want more than friendship from you. Much more. I need it."
"Tucker.” Megan clutched the wrinkles in his shirt and nibbled his chin. “I can't guarantee forever, but I don't want to hold this in.” She kissed him again, this time lingering. Her tongue tangled with his, duelling for power. “You make me feel like I'm sexy and desirable."
Tucker slid his fingers under the hem of her blouse. “Need you."
The fire in her eyes heated straight to his soul as she sank to her knees. Her gaze held his while she opened his jeans. His cock jutted out at her. Whimpers he barely recognised as coming from his own throat split the air when she swirled her tongue over the blunt tip of his dick.
Her giggles vibrated along his dick. The moist heat of her mouth engulfed him. His hips shifted and he began to thrust between her lips. Tucker twirled her hair through his hands. “That's it, baby. Take me in."
Thankful for the car at his back, Tucker wobbled on his feet and continued to moan. Megan pierced her tongue into the slit on the crown of his cock, eliciting more groans. He jerked on his feet when she pulled his pants down farther and fondled his balls.
"Damn.” The word slid slowly through his lips. Blood pounded through his body and love swelled in his heart. Letting her go now wasn't an option. He tensed as the severity of his feelings bubbled in his heart and the beginnings of orgasm built in his groin.
Megan took him deep into her throat, her nose buried in the springy curls at the base of his erection. Instead of just playing with him, she moved her touch back behind his sac to the sensitive patch of skin guarding his ass. She released his penis and laved her tongue around her middle finger. The sight of her acting so wanton shot straight to his balls.
"Hell yeah.” He groaned and cupped her face in both hands. “Please?"
Her smile was her only response as she resumed her oral assault. She caressed his tight pucker with her slickened finger. Tucker mashed his groin to her face, caught up in the tidal wave of sensation. His thrusts, once measured, became frantic as he sought release. He closed his eyes and bit down hard on his bottom lip. The climax overtook him in tidal wave proportions and he slumped back against the car.
"I love you, Megan,” he gasped. Even as the orgasm depleted his energy, his confession lifted the weight from his shoulders. He let go of her and clutched the fender for stability.
Megan added a few extra licks then sat back on her heels. “What did you say?"
Tucker pulled his jeans up over his hips, put his dick into his boxers and dropped to his knees before her. “I love you more than a race car, more than racing. More than anything."
She had the truth. Scary part was what she'd do with it.
* * * *
Loved her? Well, hell. That hadn't factored into her decision to come to him. Sadness grew like a weighted balloon in her chest. He'd said he loved her before. Then he walked away for greener pastures. What would prevent him from bolting when the downturn in his career righted itself? Damn. Even in her mind, she sounded like a broken record.
"Megs?"
"Tucker."
His brows rose, but he didn't say anything. Before, she'd been the one to declare her feelings. Back during their first time.
"I love you."
"Good."
In the years since, he'd become more adept at expressing his feelings, but...some things never changed. Including her. Always the twinge of doubt. Having him on edge made her feel a little better. Not much, but a little.
"Megs? You keep drifting on me."
She snapped her gaze to his. Think fast. “Why don't
"Tucker.” Megan clutched the wrinkles in his shirt and nibbled his chin. “I can't guarantee forever, but I don't want to hold this in.” She kissed him again, this time lingering. Her tongue tangled with his, duelling for power. “You make me feel like I'm sexy and desirable."
Tucker slid his fingers under the hem of her blouse. “Need you."
The fire in her eyes heated straight to his soul as she sank to her knees. Her gaze held his while she opened his jeans. His cock jutted out at her. Whimpers he barely recognised as coming from his own throat split the air when she swirled her tongue over the blunt tip of his dick.
Her giggles vibrated along his dick. The moist heat of her mouth engulfed him. His hips shifted and he began to thrust between her lips. Tucker twirled her hair through his hands. “That's it, baby. Take me in."
Thankful for the car at his back, Tucker wobbled on his feet and continued to moan. Megan pierced her tongue into the slit on the crown of his cock, eliciting more groans. He jerked on his feet when she pulled his pants down farther and fondled his balls.
"Damn.” The word slid slowly through his lips. Blood pounded through his body and love swelled in his heart. Letting her go now wasn't an option. He tensed as the severity of his feelings bubbled in his heart and the beginnings of orgasm built in his groin.
Megan took him deep into her throat, her nose buried in the springy curls at the base of his erection. Instead of just playing with him, she moved her touch back behind his sac to the sensitive patch of skin guarding his ass. She released his penis and laved her tongue around her middle finger. The sight of her acting so wanton shot straight to his balls.
"Hell yeah.” He groaned and cupped her face in both hands. “Please?"
Her smile was her only response as she resumed her oral assault. She caressed his tight pucker with her slickened finger. Tucker mashed his groin to her face, caught up in the tidal wave of sensation. His thrusts, once measured, became frantic as he sought release. He closed his eyes and bit down hard on his bottom lip. The climax overtook him in tidal wave proportions and he slumped back against the car.
"I love you, Megan,” he gasped. Even as the orgasm depleted his energy, his confession lifted the weight from his shoulders. He let go of her and clutched the fender for stability.
Megan added a few extra licks then sat back on her heels. “What did you say?"
Tucker pulled his jeans up over his hips, put his dick into his boxers and dropped to his knees before her. “I love you more than a race car, more than racing. More than anything."
She had the truth. Scary part was what she'd do with it.
* * * *
Loved her? Well, hell. That hadn't factored into her decision to come to him. Sadness grew like a weighted balloon in her chest. He'd said he loved her before. Then he walked away for greener pastures. What would prevent him from bolting when the downturn in his career righted itself? Damn. Even in her mind, she sounded like a broken record.
"Megs?"
"Tucker."
His brows rose, but he didn't say anything. Before, she'd been the one to declare her feelings. Back during their first time.
"I love you."
"Good."
In the years since, he'd become more adept at expressing his feelings, but...some things never changed. Including her. Always the twinge of doubt. Having him on edge made her feel a little better. Not much, but a little.
"Megs? You keep drifting on me."
She snapped her gaze to his. Think fast. “Why don't
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