Free Wild Hearts (Forever Wild) by Magan Vernon Page A

into my neck before his lips trailed up to mine. He locked the door behind me before he pressed his body against mine, kissing me deeply.
    I wrapped my arms around his neck as his hands slid down to my sides. Guys never touched me like he did. They usually played with my rack for awhile and then got right to sliding in. No foreplay. But Wes teased every part of my body like he cared more about my pleasure more than his.
    He moved his lips to my ear. “I’m glad you’re wearing this dress, baby.” H is hand slid underneath my skirt, his fingers tip-toeing up my thighs until he ran his thumb over the thin fabric of my panties, instantly heating everything up between my legs.
    I sucked in a deep breath through my teeth as his thumb skimmed down the front of my panties. He hooked his fingers on the side of them, pulling them down deliciously slowly as he kneeled with them. Wes lifted up my calf, pulling one leg out of underwear before he kissed my ankle, leading a trail up my leg and leaving goosebumps everywhere his lips touched.
    I thought he would stop kissing, but instead he lifted up my dress before gripping my thighs and pulling me forward into his awaiting mouth. I gasped when his warm tongue flicked against my clit and then he pulled me closer, sucking on the nub.
    No guy had actually done that before. I’d gone down on guys plenty of times, but it was never the other way around. I didn’t think it was a big deal until I had Wes’s tongue on me and I fully understood how big of a deal it really was.
    I grabbed onto his blond hair, running my fingers through it before pulling it gently. He nibbled at my lips before sliding a finger inside of me, twirling a finger while he sucked my clit. My legs shook and an orgasm was at the brim of my eruption. I had to shove my fist in my mouth to keep from screaming and letting the other passengers know what was going on. He hooked his finger inside of me, meeting my G spot as his tongue ring flicked against my clit. I couldn’t hold in my climax as I came into his mouth, my body shaking around him.
    Wes slowly stood up, wiping his mouth and meeting my eyes with a big grin on his face before he pulled my fist out of my mouth. “You are so hot when you come, darlin’ .”
    I was utterly speechless. Which was a first. So instead I tugged on his hair, pulling him into a kiss. It was wet and slobbery, but I didn’t care. The guy made me feel like I was something more than a fling. He wanted me to be happy. He wanted me.
    Wes broke the kiss and then turned me around so I was facing the mirror over the sink. “Now when I saw this mirror ...” He ran his hand up my thigh, pulling my skirt up. “I thought about how bad I want to watch you in it.”
    I raised my eyebrows at his reflection as he unzipped his jeans, pulling them down with his boxers showing that he was primed and ready. He slid closer, running his fingers down my butt before he bent me over the sink. He moved his fingers down my clit before pushing himself inside of me. I moaned, feeling his piercing hit me in the right place, and had to bite my lip so I didn’t get too loud.
    He grabbed onto my hips and thrusted into me, his fingernails digging into my skin as each quickened movement made my body electrify beneath his. I gripped the sink for fear I’d fall over if I didn’t hold onto something. I stared into the white bowl of the sink, thinking about all the steps that led me to fucking an almost stranger in a first class bathroom.
    I slowly looked up from the sink and saw that his eyes weren’t shut , like he was trying to pretend to be somewhere else, but instead were focused directly on me. Full of longing. He wanted me. Really wanted me.
    That was the look I needed for me to erupt. I gripped onto the sink, my body shaking as my orgasm took hold. Wes followed suit with a few hard thrusts before his body shuddered and came to a complete stop.
    We both stood there, breathing and making eye contact at our