#SSceneC2015 : Kate Meader @KittyMeader vs Gail Kogar @askole #NSFW

He yanked open the door of a pickup he must have borrowed from the ranch, one of those older models with a bench seat, and slid into the passenger seat. In two seconds, he had her settled in his lap with her back to his chest. Hot, ragged breaths teased her ear, ratcheting up her desire.“Hunter, how are we…?” Going to have hot pickup truck sex in this position? She had never done this…any of it.A shiver cascaded down her spine at the touch of his fingertips to her neck. He undid her halter and pushed down her bra, spilling her breasts free over the strap-free cups.

“You trust me?”

“Yes.” Completely, no hesitation. It should have surprised her to even think it, never mind say it with such certainty. But in Hunter’s hands she felt safe and secure, especially when the hands were used so well. Those large callused palms dwarfed her ample breasts and roughened her nipples to sharp, painful points.

“Fold your feet up on either side of me and lean forward, Tess.”

Stowing away the bothersome notion that he had clearly done this before, she placed her hands on the dash, tucked her legs up, and inclined her body to give him the room he needed. This was good. Taking her from behind was hot, but it was also less personal, and she could hide her heart as it beat her unmistakable want in her eyes. Caught between her bone-deep need for this connection and preserving a fragile grip on her sanity, she would gladly take this compromise.

She had no choice.

The hard evidence of his readiness created an irresistibly tempting pressure against her butt. With wanton slowness, she rolled up her skirt and exposed her bare ass. She heard his harsh intake of breath, and the auditory confirmation of what she did to him made her wetter.

“Have you been walkin’ around all afternoon like that, Tess?”

“I’ve been driving around like that and getting my detoxifying seaweed wrap like that and learning to dance country like that.”

“You sassin’ me?”

She smiled. It did come out a touch impertinent. More wondrous sounds filled the cab. The tear of a condom wrapper, the male grunt as he rolled it on. And then:

Thwack!

What the—? That did not just happen.

Hunter Dade slapped her ass!

Indignation demanded she protest but also had the effect of locking her voice up as tight as bark on a tree. The words were still climbing her throat when he did it again, and this time the sting traveled a straight line to her aching clit.

“You remember what I said on my wedding day, Tess? About how the next time I saw you, I’d put you over my knee?”

She moaned, the sound resonating and expanding in the cab of the pickup. Not being able to see him, only hearing his graveled voice was a whole other level of turn on. He was an exotic stranger who had bundled his captive in his vehicle to have his wicked way with her. But slapping her ass? Surely, her erotic enjoyment of this went against every feminist principle she claimed to have.

Never mind the weird fact he was linking this illicit action to a day they both preferred forgotten.

He palmed her ass, soothing the sting, and…slapped again. “Remember, Tess? Remember how mad I was?”

“Yes!” This was a thousand kinds of wrong. He was interrogating her about his fucked up wedding day while he spanked her for fucking it up and, mother of God, she was loving every fucking second of it. He massaged her butt cheek and moved his thumb down the cleft of her ass. She lifted off him an inch or two to give him better access and because she needed him there, right there, please, there. But he yanked her back and sank two long fingers deep inside her.

Pleasure roared through her, plucking at every last nerve. With a slow, insistent tempo, his fingers pumped her toward ecstasy.

And still he talked about that day. “I was so fucking angry with you.” He circled her clit with the fingers he had soaked in her juices and with his other hand squeezed her nipple roughly. So. Damn. Good. Her moans turned high-pitched. Sawing her plump folds against his hand, she grasped the dash for dear life. The thought of how she must look to him, thighs spread wide, rutting on him, spun her pleasure higher toward blistering orgasm.

“I wanted to punish you for interfering.” He moved his hand away from her throbbing clit, which right now was the worst punishment she could think of.

Thwack!

Second worst.

“I’m sorry I ruined everything, Hunter.” She meant it, every word. She was sorry for her part in it. She was sorry she broke his heart. Now shut up about it and keep doing that thing you do.

“Apology. Not. Accepted.” He gripped her waist with his coarse hands, their skin roughened from building fences and climbing out of the dirt. From becoming the magnificent man he was. With a powerful thrust, he impaled her on his rigid shaft and filled her completely.

Holding her inches above his strong thighs, he fucked her thoroughly from below. Fully in control, his mastery of her blew her away and blew every inhibition out of the water. There would be fingertip-shaped dents in the pickup’s dash before they were through, and in her ass from his commanding hold on her flesh.

The quivering of her thigh muscles and the spiraling pleasure in her belly told her that orgasm was imminent. Any second now. It just needed one more— Ohhh, he pulled her flush against him and lodged his cock so deep, so tight that she wondered how they could ever part.

She wondered how she could ever want to.

You see, that day, you set me free,” he rasped in her ear.

Talree’s nimble fingers made short work of my shirt and bra. His hands roved over me with a wild hunger.

“Can’t we talk about this?” His sharp teeth scored my nipples and I fought to squelch a whimper as he created an exquisite torment almost too much to bear.

In a low, guttural voice, Talree said, “Talk later.”

The fog of arousal intensified. Later?  “But – “

Talree dropped his shields and I felt his beast. It’s horrific rage beat at me. It was so hungry. Its need to kill was overwhelming. There would be no mercy. The beast would eat anything in its path. Including me.

“You are my anchor. Deny me and I become an unstoppable monster.”

A cold fear lodged in my stomach. Talree was very close to breaking. The beast had to be defeated now or it would travel back to Earth and do what the Tai-Kok hadn’t yet accomplished. Kill every living soul. I couldn’t let that happen. I was a Siren and it was my job to protect Earth no matter what the cost. Talree was already embedded in my head and I wasn’t sure I could live without him. Talk about a rock and a hard place. I took a deep breath and sealed my fate. “I accept your claim.”

 With a triumphant roar, his mouth ravished mine.

My brain turned to mush and my body caught fire. I couldn’t get enough of the way he felt. His muscles rippled and bunched beneath my touch. The brush of his lips was dangerously erotic as he branded every inch of my skin.

“I will kill anyone who tries to take you from me,” Talree rumbled in my head.

Yikes. “Easy big guy, I’m not going anywhere.” Hopefully, it was the beast talking. Time to get the show on the road before it broke loose. Since my only sexual experience was some heavy petting in the backseat of a car, I went with what I had read in romance novels.

I trailed my fingers down his stomach and felt a slit in his abdomen. Well that was kind of freaky. I twisted around for a better look and my eyes bugged when I saw his man part slide out. That gargantuan monster was never going to fit and holy hell! “Ah, excuse me, but are those tentacles?”

 “Yes.”

I won’t freak out. I won’t freak out. Running suddenly seemed like a really good idea, if I wasn’t pinned down by three hundred pounds of pure muscle. “You, um, come equipped with your own sex toy?”

Talree released my nipple with a wet pop. “Toy?”

 Oh hell. I had forgotten the cardinal rule my brothers had drilled into my head. Never, ever make fun of a guy’s penis. “I’m just a bit overwhelmed at the size of your, um, equipment and surprised at the, ah, differences between a human male’s penis and yours.”

The tentacles waved merrily at me.

I politely waved back.