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handed me the keys and told me to love her like the one-of-a-kind she was. I hadn’t let him down.
    Belle eyed the classic truck then me, a heart-stopping smile stealing her face. “I dunno. I was expecting like a black muscle car or a motorcycle or something. But this…” She nodded at the truck as she closed the distance between us, looping her arms around my waist. “This is a surprise.”
    Unable to help myself, I brushed the pad of my thumb over her bottom lip, rosy and swollen from my earlier kisses. “Good or bad surprise?”
    “Better than good.” Her tongue darted out, flicking over the tip of my thumb, and I groaned loud and deep. Holy shit, I’m in so much trouble.
    “Let me spread this out up there so we can get comfortable to watch the fireworks. They should start pretty soon.” I tipped my chin at the tailgate and she nodded her agreement.
    It took me no more than a couple minutes to open up the bed of the truck and get the blanket spread out for us to lay on, but it was a couple minutes too long without touching her. Without tasting her mouth. Without feeling her little body pressed against mine.
    “Hop up in here,” I instructed, holding my arm out to her.
    Without hesitation, she grabbed my hand and hoisted herself into the bed, but because she was so light, I accidentally pulled too hard and she ended up flying through the air, knocking me flat on my back and landing on top of me. I grunted on impact as she squeaked, but when she tried to roll off of me and apologize, my hands grasped her hips and I held her securely on top of me.
    “We were gonna end up in this position anyway,” I teased, shaking off the unexpected collision. I lifted up slightly to catch her lips with mine. “Plus, you look so fuckin’ sexy straddling me, baby.”
    Twisting her fingers in my T-shirt, she whimpered into my mouth and my cock twitched underneath her, pushing against the apex of her legs that was perfectly positioned over my crotch. Her eyes widened at first, carnal desire swimming in the depths of her dark irises, but then the little minx smirked and pressed her weight down, grinding her jean-clad sex on my aching erection.
    “Shiiiiiiit,” I grated out, as my hands skimmed down to her ass, my fingers biting into her lush curves.
    Taunting me in the most delicious fucking way, Belle rolled her hips up and down my shaft as she hovered over me, her long hair falling down around us like a curtain, hiding us from the outside world. Just me and her in our own little bubble. It was like starring in my very own porno with the sexiest woman I’d ever laid eyes on.
    “You like when I rub my pussy on you, rockstar?” she purred, leaning down to nip at and suck on my bottom lip. “You like knowing how wet I am thinking about what I want to do to your big cock?”
    A deep, feral growl rumbled in my chest in response to the unexpected filthy words coming out of that sexy-ass mouth I envisioned wrapped around my dick. Pride at the reaction she’d elicited in me lit up across her face, spurring her to continue her slow, sweet torture. Perhaps this sexy-as-fuck, doe-eyed beauty was more vixen than the kitten I’d originally thought.
    “Is this what you were thinking about when you got hard on stage? Having your dirty way with me? Making me beg for you?” Her hand slid down between us as she talked, making quick work of the button and zipper on my jeans, all while keeping her heady gaze fastened on mine.
    Intuitively, I raised my hips up off the blanket, allowing her to push my jeans over my hips and down my thighs, dragging my boxers along with them. Stiff, rigid, and dying for her touch, my cock sprang free, and without a second of hesitation, she encircled her small fingers around the thick base.
    The searing heat from the skin-on-skin contact brought my blood to a boil immediately. My eyes shot down to where her hand was wrapped around my girth and I hissed in a staggering breath, afraid I was about to seriously