Free Truth or Dare by A.J. Bennett Page B

“You’re fucking perfect.”
    It was as if she became mindless as soon as his hands touched her body. Slightly unnerving, but the pleasure was too much to resist. 
    Luna’s hand slid beneath the collar of his shirt, and she closed her eyes as his lips brushed her mouth. Kissing her softly at first, as his tongue teased hers, but quickly deepening the kiss. 
    “All I could think about in that crowded movie theater, was how much I want to wrap my legs around you and ride your cock,” she whispered. 
    It was as if a match had been struck, heat flared between them. She shifted on his hips so he could thrust two fingers deep inside of her. She moaned loudly with pleasure while rotating her hips to grind against her sensitive clit. He helped her along by applying just the right amount of pressure, his deep breathing urging her on. “Come for me,” he demanded, his warm breath on her neck. 
    She threw her head back, increasing her pace until she could take no more. The climax hit her hard and fast. Her muscles convulsed around his fingers as she cried out his name. 
    Breathing rapidly, she clutched on to his shoulders and he held her tight against him until her breathing became somewhat regular. Damn it, the orgasms she had with him were earth shattering. 
    Smiling recklessly, she slipped her hands under his shirt and flattened her palms over his muscular chest. Once again her hand touched the long, puckered scar. Lightly, she traced it. If it bothered him, he didn’t let on. 
    Rocking forward, Luna pressed her chest to his; her nipples were sensitive to the cloth between them. 
    Obviously, he was more than ready as the fullness of his erection pressed into her. Unable to control herself, she ground her pelvis into the hard ridge of his jeans. Something about this man made her greedy. She wanted to extract as much pleasure from him as possible. Even if it meant dry humping him in the back of his truck. 
    His warm hands roughly gripped her thighs. “I hate the thought of you coming here with anyone else.” 
    She paused and pressed her lips roughly to his. His mouth opened and her tongue flicked over his. She dragged her tongue across his lower lip before she sucked on it and pulled away breathless. Damn, he tasted delicious. “I haven’t, but have always wanted to. I come here to run sometimes.”
    With a growl, Hunter wound her hair in his hand and pulled her lips to his, devouring her.
    “You’re killing me, girl,” he said, unfastening the top button of her dress. His mouth sucked her nipple through the cloth; the feeling sent an erotic pulse through her. 
    “I aim to please.” She grinned and watched as he unbuttoned the next three buttons, his knuckles brushing against her flesh. The touch caused her to gasp in pleasure. 
    After releasing two more buttons, he slipped his hand inside; his calloused fingers grazed the top of her breasts, which were spilling out of her lacy bra. She let out a sigh as heat rushed through her. 
    Damn, she needed to feel him inside. She wanted him to fill every inch and make her feel whole. The thought startled her. Where the hell had that come from?
    She closed her eyes, pushing the thought away. 
    His hand shook slightly as he tugged her dress down over her shoulders. His warm mouth pressed against the soft hollow of her neck. Reaching back he unclasped her bra and sucked in a breath when her breast were freed from the constraining material. Absently, she wondered if he could feel her heart racing. Dipping his head, she felt his warm breath on her skin before his tongue flicked her nipple. His tongue circled slowly before his mouth fastened on her nipple, sucking gently at first. Luna threw back her head, gasping. Her hands dug into his hair and trailed down his face, her hips rocking against him impatiently as she rode his fingers. 
     After riding the waves of pleasure, she squirmed out of his lap, and slid to the floor of the truck, kneeling before him.  Quickly,