Trucker (The Good Guys #1)(37)

"Just trying to make everything perfect for you," I told her as I set it to the romantic songs station on my mobile radio app.

Angel smiled when ‘From the Ground Up' by Dan + Shay came on, and I knew  there couldn't have been a more perfect song for this moment.

After arranging the curtain to make sure no one could see anything behind it, I settled back over her.

Since I knew it was a real possibility I wasn't going to last very long, I decided to take care of Angel first.

I lowered myself until my face hovered right above her pussy. I nuzzled  my nose over her mound while my hands came up to lightly pinch her hard  nipples. Her sweet taste hit my tongue as I licked over her clit in  circles.

"God, Travis," she panted. "How do you do this to me every single time?"

It was a rhetorical question and I answered it by sucking her clit into  my mouth. She whimpered and her hands went up to grip the pillow  underneath her head. My hand trailed down her stomach to the warm, wet  place between her thighs. I pushed two fingers inside of her, curling  them upwards, massaging her silky inner walls.

I hoped it would stretch her out a little, make it easier for her to  take me in. I'd measured my dick before-every guy does it-and I knew I  was well above average in size. I hated knowing it was going to cause  her pain this first time.

That thought almost had me asking her again if she was really sure she wanted to do this.

But my tongue was occupied.

Her clit was still in my mouth and my fingers were still inside her when  her inner muscles started to spasm and clench. Her legs shook as she  arched her back and let out a long, drawn-out moan.

I slipped my fingers out of her and made my way back up her body to kiss  her. The song on the radio switched over to Zach Brown Band's ‘Got  Whatever It Is'.

Angel licked her way into my mouth, tasting herself on me, and my cock  throbbed painfully against her lower stomach between us. She spread her  thighs and impatiently lifted her hips until my head was perfectly lined  up at her entrance.

She was so wet that the tip slipped in a little, probably just an inch  or so. My mouth fell open but no sound came out. I wasn't even close to  being all the way inside her and it already felt so good. So warm. Wet.  Tight.

So fucking good.

"It's not fair," I groaned into her neck.

"What's not fair?" she asked, breathlessly, and I drew back to look into her eyes.

"It already feels so good for me. And it's going to hurt you," I said, my voice filled with regret.

She placed her hand on the side of my face. "Probably just for a second. I want this so bad."

"I'll go slow, okay?"

She nodded and I gently kissed her lips. Trembling with the effort it  took to keep myself from thrusting all the way home, I slowly worked  myself into her tightness, retreating then pushing back in a little  further each time. Our lips were still touching, but we weren't kissing  anymore-just panting into each other's mouths.

A whimper escaped Angel's mouth once I was finally seated deep inside  her. I was as far as I could go, our hip bones pressing together.

Holy fuck.

I'd imagined what sex would feel like thousands of times. No fantasy or  wet dream ever lived up to this. Any brief concerns I may have had about  not being able to get my cock inside her vanished.

It was a perfect fit.

"Fuck," I said against her lips. "It's like you were made for me. Baby, are you okay?"

Angel nodded sharply. "Just kiss me."

She didn't need to tell me twice. I sucked her bottom lip into my mouth  then stroked my tongue over hers. As though her words summoned the song,  Ed Sheeran's ‘Kiss Me' played through the speakers on my phone.

Snaking my hand between us, I used the pad of my thumb to massage her clit and I felt a new gush of her wetness coat my cock.

Using the tempo of the song, I started pumping myself into her in long,  slow strokes. Every time I went deep, Angel gasped into my mouth. Her  hands were still gripping the pillow underneath her head, so I brought  my hands up to hers to link our fingers.

Being connected with Angel in this way was overwhelming-not just  physically, but emotionally. We were as close as two people could get.

The love I felt for her was so overpowering. In this moment, nothing  else outside of my truck existed. No time limits, no goodbyes.  Everything came down to this fragile girl pinned beneath me.

She was everything.

Fingers laced, eyes locked, I rocked into her over and over again.

"You feel so fucking good," I whispered, my voice shaking.                       
       
           



       

She started to move her hips in time with mine and every time I pulled  back, her walls clamped around me. It was like her pussy was squeezing  me, trying to suck me back in.

Angel kissed down my jawline, then latched onto the side of my neck. As  she sucked on my skin, tingles shot down my spine and I could tell it  was going to leave a mark.

Good.

My thrusts sped up and the friction of her slick, tight walls around my  cock caused the familiar feeling to build. My balls drew up tight and I  knew I wasn't going to last much longer.

"Do you want me to pull out?" I grunted, trying to hold off the inevitable.

"No," she moaned. "I want to feel it."

Her words pushed me over the edge. My grip tightened on her hands as  every muscle in my body tensed up. With a powerful thrust, I buried  myself deep and let go. Angel whimpered and I groaned into her mouth as  my cock pulsed inside her.

It seemed to go on forever. I tried to keep my eyes open, wanting to  hold eye contact, but the feeling was too much. My eyes slammed shut as  the last of my cum spilled into her.

Resting my forehead against hers, we both tried to catch our breath.

I let go of her hands and cupped her face while I lazily kissed her forehead, her nose, and her cheeks.

Feeling dampness on my lips, I pulled back to look at her. Tears ran  down the side of Angel's face into her hair, and I was surprised-shocked  even-to notice wetness in my own eyelashes.

Did I just fucking cry the first time I had sex?

I thought about it for all of two seconds before deciding I didn't give a  damn. This was the best experience of my life. It was worth a few  tears.

"Baby, did I hurt you?" I wiped at her temples with my thumbs.

She shook her head and gave me a watery smile. "I'm just so happy."

It took everything I had in that moment to hold back telling her how I  really felt. That I loved her. Needed her. Wanted her to stay with me  forever.

"Me, too." That's what I said instead. Because I was a chicken shit.

We kissed slowly, leisurely, while I absorbed the importance of what we just did. It was perfect. She was perfect.

I was no longer a virgin and neither was she. From this moment  forward-no matter what-we would always belong to each other in this way.

I started to pull out of her, but she stopped me by wrapping her hands around my lower back.

"Don't go yet," she begged.

That was completely fine with me. I pushed back into her before I could slip out. "Angel, I would live inside you if I could."

She laughed and it caused her muscles to flutter around my softening  dick. I went from being half-mast to rock-hard in two seconds flat. I  took the opportunity to thrust into her again and it felt just as good  as it did the first time.

Her eyes went wide with shock. "Are you seriously hard again?"

"Yup," I smirked.





ANGEL

I couldn't believe Travis was up for round two already.

Literally up.

I started to rotate my hips underneath him, seeking the release I was so  close to getting. I felt hot and needy. I was just on the brink of  orgasm, but I didn't know how to get there.

"What do you want, baby? I'll do anything you want," he whispered by my  ear, and his stubble rubbed against my cheek as he spoke.

"Just let me …  I need … " I let out a grunt of frustration as I wiggled my body.

As though he could sense what I needed, he settled his weight on me, increasing the pressure where we were joined.

"Go ahead. Do what you need to do," Travis said as he rested his elbows  on either side of my head, bracketing me in with his large frame.

He stayed still while I moved my hips in a circular grinding motion  underneath him and my eyes rolled back from the sensations it caused.  His cock kept nudging some place deep inside me while my clit ground  against his pelvic bone. I hooked my ankles around the back of his legs  to get better leverage.

Between my wetness and his cum, my core was extra slick, making it easy  for me to feel every ridge, every slide of skin on skin, and with each  movement my nipples rubbed against his chest.

"Fuck," Travis breathed out, clearly enjoying it as much as I was.

Beads of sweat broke out on my forehead and I couldn't stop my body from  shaking. My hands clenched and unclenched on his lower back as my hips  bucked faster and faster.

Heat spiraled through my body. I felt a tightness in my center winding up, ready to snap.