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both hands flat on the barrier behind me.
I felt his growing hardness against my belly as he ground against me with a deep groan. An intense pang of desire roiled through me and pooled between my legs.
Part of my brain screamed, Stop this! But I couldn't remember why anymore. You're his captive!
Well, he can have me . All my resolve crumbled beneath his sensual assault. Truthfully, if I wasn't being so self-righteous and stubborn, it had crumbled much earlier, somewhere back on the road. Well, we were at the end of it now, it seemed.
I ran my hand gently down between our stomachs and rested at the tip of his bulge. He drew a sharp, shuddering breath. "Josie..." There was a hint of warning in his voice that made my knees tremble.
I still remembered our first conversation. Or rather, "conversation." I could still feel how his intensity had rocked my very core, had tilted my whole world so violently that I'd come back to life. I rubbed the tip of his erection through his pants. “Please.”
His hands ran down my sides to cup the curves of my ass. He pulled me hard against him. “Whatever you want,” he growled, and then his mouth was on mine once more with a frightening, fierce hunger. He lifted me until our mouths were at the same height; I locked my legs around his and I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and buried my fingers in his hair. The new angle let his cock pushed directly against my pulsing sex through my pants. God, we need to get these off.
“I’m gonna give it to you so hard,” he groaned, rocking against me, his breathing heavy in my ear. The course brush of his stubble against my neck made me shiver as his mouth ravaged my neck, nibbling in slow circles. Every nerve was on fire with anticipation.
He sat me on the ledge, pushed my shirt up, and planted his lips on one of my tight and straining nipples. Trembling, I peeled the top over my head and let it drop at his feet while he suckled and nipped, his other hand caressing my other breast with gentle brushes of his thumb. The contrast drove me wild - his hand built a deep yearning within me, while his mouth sent sharp shocks of pleasure through my body. My fingers dug into his shoulders beneath his jacket, and, annoyed at the black leather barrier, I tugged his collar. “Off.”
He moved quickly, carefully folding the jacket on the ledge near the bottle, then dropping his shirt to the ground behind him. I got a good eyeful of his body - all lean muscle and hard planes, with tribal tattoos on his arms and two smoky black skulls on his chest. I’d bet he was even bulkier back before everything happened, but now every ounce of fat was long gone. He was all tough, strong muscle, and I wanted to touch every inch of him. My heart raced, but not from fear, not anymore - only desire.
I drew him to me by his belt loops and I pressed fervent, open-mouthed kisses along the tanned and inked skin of his chest. A rumble sounded deep in his throat and his muscled flesh tensed under my attentions. He mumbled something, but the taste of him was too intoxicating, too consuming for me to make sense of his words.
My pants loosened - he’d undone my belt while I was distracted and now, he lifted me for just a moment to allow him to pull the pants away. I kicked my shoes off with them. He was on me again before I could say anything, bending me back so I could see only the night sky as he trailed scorching hot kisses down my neck, along my collarbone, until finally his mouth latched onto my nipple and sucked it into the wet cavern of his mouth.
If I twisted and looked down, I’d see that sea of walking corpses, but I kept my eyes on the sky, on the stars. I moaned as he laid the flat of his hand against my exposed pussy. The pulsing ache inside me strengthened. I ground against his hand, seeking movement, but he remained frustratingly still. It made him chuckle.
Finally, teasingly, he dipped his finger into my slick heat. My moan was cut off when his
I felt his growing hardness against my belly as he ground against me with a deep groan. An intense pang of desire roiled through me and pooled between my legs.
Part of my brain screamed, Stop this! But I couldn't remember why anymore. You're his captive!
Well, he can have me . All my resolve crumbled beneath his sensual assault. Truthfully, if I wasn't being so self-righteous and stubborn, it had crumbled much earlier, somewhere back on the road. Well, we were at the end of it now, it seemed.
I ran my hand gently down between our stomachs and rested at the tip of his bulge. He drew a sharp, shuddering breath. "Josie..." There was a hint of warning in his voice that made my knees tremble.
I still remembered our first conversation. Or rather, "conversation." I could still feel how his intensity had rocked my very core, had tilted my whole world so violently that I'd come back to life. I rubbed the tip of his erection through his pants. “Please.”
His hands ran down my sides to cup the curves of my ass. He pulled me hard against him. “Whatever you want,” he growled, and then his mouth was on mine once more with a frightening, fierce hunger. He lifted me until our mouths were at the same height; I locked my legs around his and I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and buried my fingers in his hair. The new angle let his cock pushed directly against my pulsing sex through my pants. God, we need to get these off.
“I’m gonna give it to you so hard,” he groaned, rocking against me, his breathing heavy in my ear. The course brush of his stubble against my neck made me shiver as his mouth ravaged my neck, nibbling in slow circles. Every nerve was on fire with anticipation.
He sat me on the ledge, pushed my shirt up, and planted his lips on one of my tight and straining nipples. Trembling, I peeled the top over my head and let it drop at his feet while he suckled and nipped, his other hand caressing my other breast with gentle brushes of his thumb. The contrast drove me wild - his hand built a deep yearning within me, while his mouth sent sharp shocks of pleasure through my body. My fingers dug into his shoulders beneath his jacket, and, annoyed at the black leather barrier, I tugged his collar. “Off.”
He moved quickly, carefully folding the jacket on the ledge near the bottle, then dropping his shirt to the ground behind him. I got a good eyeful of his body - all lean muscle and hard planes, with tribal tattoos on his arms and two smoky black skulls on his chest. I’d bet he was even bulkier back before everything happened, but now every ounce of fat was long gone. He was all tough, strong muscle, and I wanted to touch every inch of him. My heart raced, but not from fear, not anymore - only desire.
I drew him to me by his belt loops and I pressed fervent, open-mouthed kisses along the tanned and inked skin of his chest. A rumble sounded deep in his throat and his muscled flesh tensed under my attentions. He mumbled something, but the taste of him was too intoxicating, too consuming for me to make sense of his words.
My pants loosened - he’d undone my belt while I was distracted and now, he lifted me for just a moment to allow him to pull the pants away. I kicked my shoes off with them. He was on me again before I could say anything, bending me back so I could see only the night sky as he trailed scorching hot kisses down my neck, along my collarbone, until finally his mouth latched onto my nipple and sucked it into the wet cavern of his mouth.
If I twisted and looked down, I’d see that sea of walking corpses, but I kept my eyes on the sky, on the stars. I moaned as he laid the flat of his hand against my exposed pussy. The pulsing ache inside me strengthened. I ground against his hand, seeking movement, but he remained frustratingly still. It made him chuckle.
Finally, teasingly, he dipped his finger into my slick heat. My moan was cut off when his
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