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“Ahhhhh, fuck,” I cry and she moans around me. The vibrations send more sensations swirling. My legs shake as I try to hold back. Keep us safe. Don’t kick the pedals.
“Such a good cocksucker,” I praise, pinching her nipple as pleasure coils at the base of my spine. She moves faster and faster, bringing a hand into play to cup my heavy balls. The suction increases, and I gasp. Pleasure coils at the base of my spine, and I know I won’t be able to hold out much longer. She’s too damn good, too damn sexy, too damn perfect.
“Eyes on me,” I demand, and her blue orbs gaze up at me, adoration shining through with her lips taut around my cock. My focus flicks between the racing road and the vision before me. Her lips glisten with saliva and pre-cum—she’s never looked more beautiful. “Drink every drop.”
Sweat dots my brow, and my arm becomes heavy from the strain of keeping us straight.
She nods, never once looking away as she continues to give me the best blow job I’ve ever had.Hell fucking yeah.My abs tighten almost painfully, and ecstasy rushes through my veins. Blyth hollows her cheeks, and it’s game-fucking-over. My legs shake and my cock jerks, shooting rope after rope of sticky cum deep into her throat.
I try to focus on the road, but the orgasm overpowers me, and I throw my head back with a husky roar. The truck jerks and a horn beeps. My eyes snap back to the road, and an angry driver flips me off before racing away.
Shit.
Cock still in her mouth, Blyth gulps hard, trying to keep up with my release, but a little escapes, dribbling down her chin in a shiny trail. Scooping it up with my thumb, I force it back into her mouth and she hums around the digit, completely cum drunk.
“Such a good girl. That was amazing,” I praise her, correcting the car when I notice just how far over we’ve drifted. Fortunately, the road is empty once again, but this definitely can’t become a habit—even if it was incredible. “Now flip around, lay back, and let’s see if you can squirt.”
She gives my tip one last lick, then does as she’s told, spreading her legs wide so I can see her pretty, pink pussy already glistening with the juices of her arousal.
How did we go from breaking and entering to road-head?
All I know is, I wouldn’t have it any other way…
Chapter Eleven
Blyth
Well, it seems I can, in fact, squirt. Learn something new every day.
My pussy is pleasantly sore, and my muscles are languid and slow. We’ve spent the last hour of the drive in blissed-out silence, just enjoying some slow music and one another’s presence. It’s a novel experience for me, but something about Murphy just allows my brain to relax and calm—or maybe it’s the orgasms. Who knows?
The truck slows, and I blink before peering out the window. The Lustre Lake B&B looms just up ahead, welcoming us home, but for some reason, instead of being excited to be back, I’m melancholy about nearing the end of my time alone with the big bad mountain man. We have only two days left until the wedding now, and the time is filled to the brim with rehearsal dinners, final dress fittings, hair, makeup, and all the maid of honor duties you can imagine.
With a heavy sigh, I heave myself out of the truck, surprised when Murphy catches me on the other side, dropping a quick kiss on my lips and wrapping an arm around my waist.
Maybe we can figure something out after…
The thought has a little seed of hope sprouting in my belly. There’s no reason I can’t keep seeing him after my mission is complete. Sure, he lives six hours away, but I can sell feet pics from anywhere, and although Lustre Lake has always been my home, I could easily travel between them as I wish. It’s the best part about having such a mobile job, after all.
As soon as the thoughts flit through my mind, dread fills me. There’s no way I could leave Tilly.Right?
The crisp fall air combines with the scent of cinnamon bun muffins, and that alone lets me know Tilly must be waiting for us. The text convo we had on the drive also clued me in, but I swear I can smell the treats from a mile away. My stomach rumbles as we get closer to the door.
“They’re already here, probably waiting just inside to say hi,” I warn Murphy, in case he wants to pretend like this thing between us isn’t happening. He just grunts and pulls me closer.
“Great. Then you can be my people shield. No leaving my side. You do the talking.” My heart swells, and I blink back the few tears that sprung to my eyes. His gruff acceptance is close to a declaration of love coming from a man like him, and all the happy, gooey feelings wiggle inside.
Before I can even open the door, it’s flung open, and my stunning bestie crows with delight. Just behind her, Drew, her dark-haired sentinel of doom—who isn’t my biggest fan—looms. We’ve come to a grudging truce, but he still doesn’t understand that I came first.
Oaf.
“Hey, Bestie! Grump.” I nod at him, and he narrows his eyes before they flit to Murphy’s arm around me. A big smilebreaks over his face when he catches sight of his friend, and it’s shocking to see the big man happy since he’s always so serious.
“So glad you made it, man,” Drew says, bumping knuckles with Murphy. Yet, through the entire greeting, Murphy never leaves my side, as though the physical touch and connection are the only things keeping him from high-tailing it out of this place.
“How was the drive?” Tilly bubbles as we walk inside the beautifully decorated space. Little pumpkins, gourds, and fall-colored flowers brighten the room, along with the long, dark wood welcome desk.
“It was an experience like no other,” I joke, my cheeks staining red at the reminder of our truck time fun. She gives me the side eye, communicating with body language alone.
