Exhibitionism for the Win

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Ashlyn’s POV:
All throughout lunch and the movie that Becky had insisted we sit down and watch with her, Brantley teased me, amping me up for what was to come once he got back to his place. Which in a way was a shame because while I've seen photos of his home online, nothing would compare to seeing it with my own two eyes. But I was too far gone to worry about that now. With every tender touch and every knowing smirk he had given me all day was leading up to an explosion of epic proportions. Which is why when it was time to leave, I’d quickly said my goodbyes, made promises to get together with Becky while we were home, and damn near ran to the truck, leaving Bratnley to say his goodbyes. 

As I sat in the truck waiting for him, an evil plan began to formulate. Feeling brazen, I  made quick work of sliding my leggings down my legs, before folding them neatly and placing them and my flip flops on the back seat. Since the dome light was sure to come on when Brantley opened the door, I decided to leave my shirt on. Didn't want to be flashing his mama and showing her that he and I in fact did have matching piercings. Then again, I’m pretty sure it would scar her for life if she saw the way I was sitting in the truck at this very moment. That thought had me almost ready to abort the mission… almost.

Since the temperature had cooled down as the sun had set, the leather of the seat was cool against my bare skin. I watched as Brantley hugged his mama and began walking to the truck. With each step he took, my heart started to beat a little faster from the combination of my state of undress and his promises of the pleasure he was going to give me when he got back to his place. By the time he reached the door of his truck, I was pretty sure my heart was going to beat right out of my chest. As if in slow motion, I watched as Brantley lifted his hand to the door handle and slowly opened it. As I had suspected, the overhead light came on. Brantley jumped into the truck before turning his green eyes on me.

“Ready for me to make good on those promises?” He asked as he settled into his seat, shut the door and started the engine. 

“You have no idea.” I said breathlessly.  

Brantley’s POV:
Since Ash had been sleeping in my lap when we had arrived at Mama’s my console was still flipped up. Desperate to touch her without mama’s prying eyes boring into me, I closed the distance between us and placed my hand on her thigh. It took me a minute to process what I was feeling. Was I really so desperate to have her that I was imagining that my hand had just landed on bare skin? My eyes flew to hers and for the first time since climbing in the truck, I noticed her breathing was labored. With the soft glow of my dash lighting the cabin of the truck, I let my eyes trail down her body until I found her lap. Sure enough, I hadn't been imagining it. Ashlyn was sitting in my passenger seat, in my mama’s driveway, without pants, her legs spread wide and practically inviting me to dive in. A low growl slipped past my lips as I bit into my bottom lip wishing it was her ass that my teeth were sinking into. My dick went full on forged steel, threatening to bust the seam of my Levi’s.  

Lazily, I let the tips of my fingers graze her skin, headed north to her core. The closer I got, I could feel her heat against my hand. And when I reached her pussy, my fingers were instantly drenched in her juices. As if my fingers had magnets, I was drawn to her piercing and pressed lightly, eliciting a moan from her and causing her to throw her head back in ecstasy. 

Knowing I needed to get us out of here and fast, I summoned all my inner strength and removed my hand from her clit. When I did, her head flew up and her blue eyes blazed with desire as they locked with mine. Torn between taking her right here and making her wait because of this little stunt, I heaved out a frustrated sigh before slamming the truck into reverse and backing out of the driveway. 

Once out on the street, I sped through the city limits, hoping and praying that Braney wasn't hiding in the shadows anywhere because if he was, there was no way in hell I was stopping tonight. I would gladly take the ticket, the jail time, whatever he had to throw at me. But he would have to cuff me as I was balls deep inside of Ashlyn. 

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