His gaze raked over me, hungry eyes taking me in.
“Does my angel want me to bend her over and punish her with my cock?”
My inner muscles spasmed, and Eli felt it. He forced a breath out through his teeth and came closer, taking one of my breasts in his hand and squeezing.
“You won’t let anyone else touch you like that again, will you, darlin’? Like James was touching you?”
I gasped out a breath, shaking my head. “N-no.”
His finger vanished, and he spun me before I knew what was happening. His hand pressed between my shoulder blades, and he bent me forward over the tailgate, my front on the T-shirt he’d laid out. I heard the clink of his belt, the sound of his zipper going down, then he was behind me. He spread my legs wider, resting his heavy cock against my swollen lips, but not pushing inside.
He leaned over my back, mouth to my ear. “I liked you showing me what to do, darlin’, what you like. I love to please you, give you what you need. But you want more, more from me, don’t you, sweetheart? You want this?”
I sobbed, so desperate for him I hurt. “Yes.”
“Taking care of you makes me so goddamn hard.” He nipped my ear, forehead pressing into my shoulder. “But, Abigail, I think I need this, too…to hold you down, to tell you what I want and how I’m going to give it to you. I think you feel it as well, don’t you? You’re so wet, angel. You love it when I take control.”
“Yes,” I cried out.
He shoved his cock inside me without warning, and I screamed, coming instantly, too far gone to last another second. Eli grunted and slammed into me from behind, powering his massive dick in and out of my spasming, clenching walls, grunting and growling. I instantly felt another climax start to build; the exquisite ache I got from his cock stretching me, hitting me deep, had me close to the edge fast. He grew thicker inside me, and I grabbed at the cold steel under my hands, desperate for purchase. I found none.
But he pulled out suddenly, before I got there again. I moaned in frustration, then for another reason when his fingers slid through my sensitive lips, up to my ass. He slicked them over my clenching hole as he pushed his cock back inside me, all the while he teased my ass with his finger.
“Abi?” he gritted.
I moaned, knew what he was asking me. “Yes. Do it.” I wanted to be so full of him I couldn’t think straight. I wanted him to take from me whatever he needed.
He started to shake, a deep groan rumbling from him as he eased his finger in my ass. I pushed back, wanting more, the sensation of fullness foreign but so damn good.
“All right?” Eli rasped.
“So good.”
His other hand, resting on my hip, disappeared. “Hands above your head.” I did as he asked, and he wrapped his fingers around both my wrists and pinned them to the bed of the truck—then he pushed that finger deeper and at the same time snapped his hips forward.
I cried out, so full all I could do was writhe and moan. I wanted to push back, but Eli was now in full control. He started fucking me again, that finger in my ass, not moving, just planted deep while he slammed his cock in and out of me. I lost all control of my body. My muscles trembled, sweat coating my skin, noises coming out of me that I’d never made in my life. Eli was fucking me so hard my feet were off the ground.
I knew what I wanted and Eli did, too, because he hissed, then grunted, rasping in my ear. “God, I want to punish that tight ass with my cock, Abigail.”
“Do it,” I gasped.
He released me, pulled his cock and finger free, and flipped me onto my back, looming over me. “Eyes on me.”
Then his finger was back, sliding over my ass. I was so wet, there was no resistance when he breached the tight ring of muscle again. I gasped and arched, reaching down to rub my clit, because I had to. Pleasure overwhelming me, making me sob and cry out. He pushed in deeper, and my mouth opened on a low groan.
Eli was shaking so hard the truck was shaking with him. “Look at me, darlin’.”
I forced my eyes open.
“I want it so bad. I want to claim every part of you, angel.”
“Y-yes.”
He rammed his cock back inside me. “But we’re both gonna have to wait. I don’t want to hurt you. I need to make sure when we do it, we do it right.”
I sobbed again, and he slid out, then back in, jaw tight, eyes laser focused on me, lighting me on fire, and I lost it completely, crying out, begging, clawing at his shoulders while I rubbed my clit faster.
He shook his head, making a rough sound. “Keep your hands up. It’s my job to make you come.”
Clamping the fingers of one hand back around my wrists, he pinned them above my head again. He pulled his finger from my ass, then slid his arm under my lower back, lifting me so I had no choice but to wrap my legs around his waist. Then holding me completely immobile, he fucked me stupid. Jarring, brutal thrusts that made it almost impossible to draw breath.