It Started with a Crush by Piper James

Chapter Twenty

Chase

She stared at me with wide eyes, and fear trickled through me. Had I misread her? Did she not want this?

Fuck. She probably thought I was some kind of axe-murderer, taking her out into the middle of the woods at night without asking first.

But, shit, the center console in this fucking truck was so wide, I couldn’t reach her. I couldn’t slide my fingers up her inner thigh to see if she was just as hot and wet as she’d been at the club while we danced.

I’d felt that heat against my thigh, growing more intense as we kissed. Her heart had pounded against mine as she pressed against me. Her breath had hitched, her hands had grasped my hair with intense need, and whether she realized it or not, she’d rubbed her pussy against my leg and groaned. And that groan had been my undoing.

By the time I got her out of the club and into the truck, I’d regained some of my senses. I decided to slow down, cool off, and ensure any decisions we made regarding our physical relationship were made with clear heads and not in the heat of passion. This was too important.

Sage was too important.

But when I’d held her hand, she’d started breathing hard again. She’d shifted in her seat and spread her knees apart. And when she saw me watching, she spread them even farther. I stopped thinking. All I could do was feel, and what I felt was a strong need to touch her.

“Please,” she muttered, jerking me back to the present.

I sprung into action, hopping out and slamming the door before sprinting around the truck to open hers. I yanked her out and shut the door before backing her into it. I kissed her, hard, as her hands once again tangled in my hair. My hands slid down her sides, squeezing her hips before venturing around to knead her ass.

She moaned into my mouth and rubbed her breasts against my chest, and my dick grew even harder. But I ignored that horny bastard. There was no way in hell I was fucking Sage for the first time against the side of my truck. No. Chase, Jr. would have to wait.

But Sage wouldn’t.

Breaking off the kiss, I spun her around. She braced her hands against the metal door, panting out harsh breaths as my mouth latched onto her neck and my hands covered her breasts. My fingers found her pebbled nipples, and I pinched them lightly before rolling them between my fingertips. Sage moaned, pushing her ass back to grind it against my erection.

I released one breast and ran my hand down her stomach, over her abdomen, and down one thigh as far as I could reach. As I moved it back up, my fingers slipped under her dress. Sage froze, her wild movements stopping as she waited for my touch.

“Is this okay?” I breathed as my fingers slid a little higher.

She nodded, widening her stance to give me better access. “Please, Chase.”

My name on her lips, a plea and a demand rolled into one, drove me a little crazy, and my hips bucked to rub my cock against her ass. My hand continued its path upward, finally cupping her mound. My fingertips brushed over the material of her underwear, finding it soaked with need.

“Jesus, Sage, you’re so wet,” I groaned as I slid my fingers under the material to touch her bare skin.

Her only response was another moan, and I dipped one finger into her folds, sliding it upward to find her clit. Her legs started to shake, and I wrapped my free hand around her waist to hold her upright as my finger rubbed circles around that sensitive bundle of nerves.

I kissed her neck again, running my tongue up and down her neck. She tilted her head to give me better access as her hips bucked in time with my finger on her clit. Once I was sure she was on the brink, I slid my finger down to her opening and pushed it inside her.

“You’re fucking perfect,” I whispered against her neck as my finger pumped into her. “So tight and hot. And so wet for me.”

Her pussy milked my finger as I spoke, and I pulled it out before pushing a second finger in with it. She groaned with need, her hips rocking faster as she panted. I curled my fingers, finding that most sensitive spot inside her, and she yelped. Holding her still, I brushed my fingertips over it again and again as my thumb found her clit.

Then she was coming, her pussy squeezing deliciously tight. A loud moan ripped out of her and she went rigid, but I continued to pump my fingers to draw out her release. Moisture gushed around them, and a guttural growl vibrated in my chest.

Sage’s muscles unlocked, and she slumped against the side of the truck with a sigh. I pulled my fingers out of her and straightened her underwear. She turned around to face me, a satisfied smile on her lips. I gave her one hard kiss, pushing my tongue into her mouth to tangle with hers before pulling back.

Locking gazes with her, I lifted my hand and slid my fingers into my mouth. My pleasured moan echoed in the quiet night as I sucked them clean, Sage watching me with wide eyes.

“So good,” I said. “Next time, you’re going to come on my mouth.”

She shivered, and I kissed her again before stepping back. She followed, her hand moving toward the front of my pants. I grabbed her wrist and lifted her hand to my mouth, pressing a kiss into her palm.

“This was for you, Sage. When we take things further, it will not be on the side of the road.”

She nodded without speaking, and I reached around her to open the truck door and help her back inside. Grabbing her seatbelt, I pulled it over her chest and buckled it, giving her one more kiss before closing the door and jogging around the front of the truck, a smile stretching my lips.

That had been perfect. She was so fucking hot and needy. So wet and tight. So responsive.

My balls were aching with the need for release, but I didn’t care. I could take care of it when I got home. Sage’s needs came first, and the satisfaction of knowing I could give her exactly what she needed, and so quickly, was enough for now.

I knew when we finally did have sex, it was going to be mind-blowing. And completely worth the wait.