chapter 2

Pulling out of me and licking his fingers clean again, he leaned forward and yanked my bra down, freeing my breasts. Swearing, he cupped them in his hands and shook his head. “Should be illegal to cover these up.”

I wrapped my legs around his waist and lifted my hips. “Fuck me, Julian.”

He met my gaze, his serious. “Say please.”

I pushed him away and moved my hand to my core. “I’ll just do it myself.”

He growled as he watched my fingers circle my clit. His hands went to his pants and he quickly freed the biggest cock I’d ever seen in real life. I froze and stared at him with wide eyes. Julian gripped himself and stroked while meeting my eyes. “Say please, Red.”

I swallowed audibly and licked my lips. I wasn’t sure he wasn’t right. He might destroy my body with that thing, but I was delirious with need after seeing it. Spreading my thighs open wider, I crooked my finger at him. “Come here.”

He moved closer, that monster cock bumping against me. “You want this?”

I nodded.

“I want to fuck the shit out of you right now. I want to pound you into this seat so I’m driving around with your ass indention for months. I want to make you scream, but I’m not going to do any of it unless you open that pretty little mouth and say please.”

I glared at him. My body was too far gone, but that didn’t mean I was going to like giving in to him. I said the word he needed to hear like it was being chewed up with glass and spit out with gravel. “Please.”

He surged forward and filled me without hesitation. In an instant, he was as deep in me as anyone had ever, ever been, and he was stretching me to the point just before pain. His answering groan and death grip on my thighs told me that he was just as affected as I was.

I caught my breath and dropped my head back on the seat. “Jesus.”

Julian pulled out, not giving me a chance to get used to his size, and then slammed back into me. The pleasure and pain mixed into something I’d never felt before and my eyes rolled back in my head as he started a brutal pace of fucking me hard and fast.

“Look at me, Red. Look at me fucking you. You’re going to remember me.” His voice barely more than a growl, he leaned over me and caught my chin in his hand. He held my face and sent me a wicked grin when I met his eyes. “Now look how fucking perfect my cock looks fucking into your sweet little pussy.”

I looked lower and swooned at the vulgar sight of his thick and angry-looking cock drilling into my body. It was shiny with all of my juices, and each time he pulled out, my lower lips looked like they were being pulled away with him. My body tried to suck him back in each time, and it was like watching the best porn I’d ever seen.

Instantly, my body spasmed around him. My core tightened and squeezed around him as a massive orgasm pummeled through me. I saw stars as everything in me broke for a moment of mourning over any orgasm I’d ever thought had been good before. My breath froze in my chest; my muscles were tight lines that pleasure was balancing on. And then Julian leaned down and whispered something so filthy in my ear that everything broke. Like a failed dam, it all came rushing out. White-hot pleasure coursed through me, twisting me and turning me until I wasn’t sure if there’d ever be anything left of me.

Julian growled so loud I should’ve been worried about alarming the bar patrons, but then he was slamming into me with even more force and filling me with hot seed that I felt coat my walls and cervix, he was so deep. He plundered my body, his hands on my thighs punishing.

And just like that, I knew I was ruined for other men. It took one tryst with the man who told me his name was Julian, which lasted for less than twenty minutes, but I knew it. As much as he knew it. No one would ever be able to make me come like him.

As we came down from that wild high, Julian stumbled away, his back rigid. I wasted no time in dressing and slipping away. I hurried back into the bar and spotted my sister sitting at the bar before I could go to the bathroom to get cleaned up. So, I sat next to her and tried to pretend like I didn’t have a stranger’s come in me. I tried to pretend like I wasn’t freaking out because the sex was too good and the connection had been too real. Never mind the fact that I wasn’t on birth control.

When my sister went to the bathroom, I readjusted myself and gave myself a stern lecture. That’s why I had to stay away from bad boys. I was an idiot for them. I made bad decisions and acted like a fool. I needed to get back to the city as soon as possible. I’d just put my head down and work, forgetting everything else.

Especially forgetting the man who’d fucked me stupid in the parking lot. Especially forgetting the way he’d whispered that I’d be fun to share, like he had a fucking clear view into my deepest, darkest fantasies.