Page 12 of Before You Can Blink (Rust Canyon #4)

“Drenched,” she moaned, her hips shifting from side to side.

I bit back a groan of satisfaction, knowing she was aching for me and needed a relief only I could provide.

“Good, because there’s no time to warm you up, honey. I’m gonna shove it in as deep as it can go, and you’re going to take it all, aren’t you, baby?”

“Yesssss.” The word was drawn out on a low hiss.

“Unfasten those jeans that were sent from Satan himself to tempt me and show me that pretty pink cunt you’ve been hiding.”

Daisy sucked in a sharp breath, and without being able to see her face, I couldn’t tell if she was shocked or turned on by my vulgarity. Didn’t really matter as long as she did what I said and slid that denim over her bitable ass.

Dropping her forearms to the bench seat, she used one hand to work the fly, and as soon as I was certain it was all the way down, I tugged on the waistband, working the material over her lush curves along with her panties until she was bared to me.

The scent of her arousal hit my nostrils, and it was all I could do not to bury my face in her pussy, to drink my fill of her intoxicating nectar. But the insistent throbbing of my cock couldn’t be ignored a moment longer.

Placing one knee on the bench seat beside hers, I kept my other firmly planted on the floorboards. With her thighs trapped together by the pants only pulled halfway down her thighs, this was going to be an even tighter fit than usual, and that thought alone had precum beading at my tip.

I swiped it away with my thumb, and that’s when it hit me.

“Goddammit.” The curse was uttered low under my breath.

“Wh-what’s wrong-g?” Daisy was trembling so hard her teeth chattered.

“Condoms are back at the motel.” Son of a bitch. I was a grown-ass man on the verge of tears because I needed this release so badly and couldn’t begin to fathom being denied.

An audible swallow sounded. “You can—”

My head snapped up. “I can what, Daze?”

There was no way she was going to say what it sounded like she was going to say.

And then she said it.

“If you promise to pull out, you can take me bare.”

“Fuuuuuuuck.”

The idea of not only going skin to skin with this girl who had me so twisted up in knots I could hardly see straight, but the chance to mark her when I came? It was enough to bring a man to his knees.

Suddenly lightheaded at the possibility, I dropped my forehead to the center of her back, breathing out, “Are you sure?”

“Mm-hmm.” Her spine arched, causing her hot, wet center to graze my dick .

God help us both because we were about to play a dangerous game, but there was no stopping it now.

Using one hand to center myself at her entrance, I gripped the far edge of the bench seat for leverage with the other and slammed inside.

Daisy’s shrill cry barely reached my ears, the blood roaring so loud it drowned out everything else. Everything except the pulsing need extending from where we were joined. That was a sharp, jagged thing that slammed into my chest so hard it stole my breath away.

Never. Not once had I said, fuck the condom . And it was a damn good thing I hadn’t because there was no coming back from this.

Daisy had no idea what she’d done. But I was about to tell her.

God, she gripped me so tight like this, I could barely pull out to slam back in again. But somehow, I managed, my hips thrusting without mercy, the slap of flesh meeting flesh sounding like the crack of a gunshot.

A man possessed, I pounded into her hard. Each punishing slam shoved her further up the bench, and she had to place her hands on the doorframe to keep her head from crashing into it.

Body curled over top of hers, I placed my lips beside her ear. My pace never slowed as I gritted out darkly, “You fucked up so bad, baby. You gave me a taste of the forbidden, let me feel your sweet pussy with nothing between us, and now I won’t have it any other way. Do you understand?”

“Yes.” Her sob was muffled with her face pressed to the vinyl seat.

Reaching around her hip, I found her clit, rubbing furiously, racing against my own orgasm as it barreled toward me uncontrollably.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” Daisy cried beneath me a split second before her body seized and her silken walls gripped me like a vise, threatening to rip the orgasm out of me right alongside hers.

I wanted to revel in the white-hot pleasure of her spasming pussy forever, but it became impossible to stave off my release.

So I pulled out, stroking my stiff shaft furiously.

Fire licked up my spine as long ropes of cum shot onto Daisy’s backside, painting it with the most beautiful art I’d ever seen.

“Jesus Christ,” I huffed out, chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath.

Never in my life had I experienced anything that intense. And I fucking rode broncs for a living, so that was saying something.

That was the moment I realized this girl had the power to completely wreck me, and if I wasn’t careful, I just might let her.

January

I’d been waiting in front of the school for what felt like hours. But that’s how it was when Daisy and I were apart. Every second stretched on endlessly as I counted down until we could be together again.

Going back East was what she did for the holidays, and as an only child to a single parent—though our circumstances were very different—I could respect that she needed that time to reconnect with her father.

That didn’t mean I didn’t miss the hell out of her when she was gone, though. I was practically crawling out of my skin, desperate to see her again after three long weeks. So much so that I couldn’t stand the thought of waiting even one more minute.

So, here I sat, watching as kids poured out through the front doors, some beginning the walk home down the sidewalk while others piled into buses parked around the side of the brick building.

My heart rate kicked up, the anticipation of seeing Daisy again making me lightheaded.

She’d want to go home to change, but once we got there, I couldn’t guarantee I would be able to hold back long enough to take her on that long drive in my truck I’d promised her.

The woman was a walking temptation—all sweet curves and candy lips—and every time I laid eyes on her, I lost all sense of reason.

The only way I found clarity anymore was when I was buried deep inside her.

It was a problem—a huge one—but I gave up trying to fix it a long time ago. Because fixing it meant letting her go, and as much as I knew that was the right thing to do, given that we were headed down very different paths, it made me nauseous to even think about my world without her in it.

Before now, I’d never gotten close enough to any girl to develop any feelings beyond the initial lust. But I already knew that what I shared with Daisy ran deeper.

We’d built a strong emotional connection before we added the physical component, and at the back of my brain, I began to wonder if what I was experiencing might be love.

Was I in love with Daisy?

The thought alone was enough to steal my breath away, but at the same time, it didn’t scare me shitless the way it would have a year ago.

A sharp tap on the window made me jump, my hand flying up to my chest as my heart threatened to break free of my ribcage. Then it about damn near exploded when I turned my head to find the most beautiful girl in the world beaming at me through the glass.

Immediately, I wrenched open the door, hopped out, and pulled Daisy into my arms.

Her arms circled my neck, those brilliant blue eyes sparkling as she stared up at me. “Hey, stranger.”

My head dipped to capture her lips, the contact causing a contented sigh to roll through my chest. Having Daisy close brought peace to my chaotic life. How could that not be love?

I might not be ready to say those words out loud, but a desperation to show her stole over me.

My lips dusted over her cheek and down her neck. Against her skin, I murmured, “I know I promised you a drive . . . ”

Fingers threaded through my hair, and I groaned, blood rushing south fast enough to make me dizzy.

“I’ll take a rain check on the drive.” Her words came out soft, breathless.

Thank fucking God.

Spinning her around, I hoisted her onto the bench seat before climbing in behind her. Daisy made a move to slide over to the passenger seat, but I looped an arm around her waist, keeping her pressed to my side.

“Where do you think you’re going, darlin’?” I rasped against the shell of her ear.

A shiver rolled down the length of her body, and a stuttered exhale rushed past her kiss-swollen lips when my teeth bit down on her earlobe and tugged.

When all I got in response was the sound of her shallow panting, I chuckled. Grabbing her hand, I brought it to rest on my upper thigh, swallowing roughly when she gave a tentative squeeze, her pinky grazing my barely contained erection.

“Don’t move,” I warned, voice gone gruff. “Not a muscle, you hear?”

Daisy went still as a statue beside me. It was a good thing her apartment over the bar was barely a two-minute drive from the school because I wouldn’t make it much longer than that.

This woman brought out a side in me I didn’t know existed. She drove me crazy and calmed me in the same breath. In the year we’d known each other, she flipped my world upside down.

My whole life was built around taking risks. But the biggest one of all just might be giving my heart over to Daisy and praying she would keep it safe.

Tires screeched on pavement as I stomped on the brakes, having reached our destination. The door was flung open, and I dragged Daisy out of the cabin, not letting her feet touch the ground as I practically sprinted toward her apartment.

I didn’t ask for permission before I reached into her purse and withdrew her keys. Fitting the jagged metal into the lock, I unlatched the deadbolt.

“Jett.” I could barely hear Daisy utter my name over the rush of blood roaring in my ears as I jogged up the steps with her in my arms.