Chapter Twenty-Five
Charlie
I stared into Jesse‘s eyes—need reflecting back to me. My heart was thudding so hard and fast against my ribs, I could hardly breathe. With him filling and stretching me, sensation spun inside, little pinwheels of pleasure scattering through me.
I couldn’t look away, nor did I want to. The ambient light from the last rays of the sun in the distance angled through the truck windows. It felt as if we were all alone in the world, contained in a bubble shimmering with desire and intimacy.
Jesse’s palm slid up my back, sending shivers and lighting little fires under my skin. He swiped his tongue across mine and then his palm slid back down my spine to grip my hips. I couldn’t wait anymore, shifting to slide up and down, the feel of him filling me again and again
