Hot Summer Nights

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by Briscoe, Laramie


  “Yeah, struck out big time. One night Daddy drove by and saw my truck here. Needless to say, I went home with a huge welt on my ass and a hard-on that never got taken care of.”

  She laughed loudly, throwing her head back. He never failed to make her laugh. Everything in their lives together just fit.

  “So you mean to tell me no guy ever brought you out here? I find that hard to believe. A pretty little thing like you.” He ran his hands down her back, stopping where her shirt rode up, revealing a small portion of skin visible between that and the waist of her pants.

  “Nope, no one. I guess they just thought I wasn’t worth the trouble.” She wrapped her legs around his body and pulled him closer to her, to keep them from hanging off the truck.

  “I think you’re worth it. It’s the rest of ’em’s loss that they didn’t see what an amazing woman was being held back in those pageant costumes,” he whispered, toying with the hair that lay on the nape of her neck.

  “Why, Wayne, are you trying to get me to have sex with you?” She laughed, scooting back into the bed of the truck.

  “Maybe when you get your dorm room. We’re not doing it in the truck anymore.” He reluctantly released her from his arms and watched as she scooted all the way back, her head hitting the glass in the back window.

  “Why not? It’s not like we haven’t before. In fact, the first time we did it in a truck was pretty spectacular, if I do say so myself.” She reached into the opened back sliding glass window and extracted a blanket he kept there for emergencies.

  “What if we get, ya know, something on the truck? What if my boys or Lee saw it? I’ll never live it down. This is Lee’s new baby. I know he didn’t care if we did anything in the old one; hell, he didn’t know about the old one. This one makes me nervous though.”

  She could see his will weakening as she grabbed the blanket and kneeled, spreading it over the truck. She got down on all fours and spread it into the farthest corners. She inhaled a deep breath as she felt his arm snake around her waist as he settled her soundly on his lap.

  “Thought you wanted to wait.”

  “Fuck what Lee or my boys think. They’re just jealous ’cause I got to you first.”

  He turned them around and laid her down, grabbing his jacket from inside to serve as a pillow for her.

  “Lift your head up,” he said softly as he stuffed it under her neck and arranged it just so for her.

  He ran a hand over her stomach as he leaned down and captured her lips with his own. There was something different about the atmosphere, something different about them. Instead of the passionate encounter, as was the norm, there was something decidedly slow and sensual at work. He took his time and worked his way down to her neck, running his tongue lightly along the sides and moving over to nibble on her earlobes. His tongue made a path to her chest until it encountered the top of her shirt.

  He grinned down at her, running the hands that rested on her stomach up to cup her lace-covered breasts before completely removing the shirt that covered her body. He inhaled deeply as he looked in her eyes and ran a finger down her nose in an affectionate gesture. His tongue resumed its path down her chest, running over her lace-encased nipples. She moaned at the sensation he caused. There was something erotic about the whole situation. His fingers reached behind her back and made quick work of her bra as her breasts were exposed to his eyes.

  “Wayne?” She cocked her head to the side as she looked at him.

  His gaze made it seem as if he’d never seen her before. His big hands cupped her breasts lightly, and he ran a finger over her nipples. The touch was so light and tender that if her nipples hadn’t reacted she wouldn’t have really been sure he had even touched her. Her hands that had lain still at her sides moved to his hair and pushed his mouth down to where his fingers caressed. His mouth formed a suction around her nipple, and his tongue flicked a steady rhythm as she grabbed the back of his shirt and started pulling it up over his body. He lifted up from his task long enough to get the shirt off and then resumed the task at hand.

  “You’re so beautiful. I’m gonna miss you so much. I never thought it would be like this,” he breathed as he let his tongue travel low enough on her body to reach the buttons on her jeans.

  Grinning up at her, he used his teeth to unbutton and unzip them. It took a lot longer, but she wasn’t complaining about it. He ran his hands all the way down her legs and feet as he took the jeans and underwear off her body. He traveled back up, stopping to flick his tongue at her clit one single solitary time as her hips bucked toward him.

  “Not yet.” He grinned at the frustration showing on her face.

  He ran his hands down to the warm heat that brought him so much pleasure and ran a finger across it. Not giving her the pleasure she wanted. He poised two fingers at her entrance and laughed as she moaned loudly.

  “If you want it baby, come and get it.”

  Her hips bucked up so far off the blanket that her shoulders and head where the only thing that remained touching. He groaned as his fingers slid into her.

  “Wayne, can we please stop with the teasing now? I want you.”

  It looked as if she were almost in tears. Wayne quickly divested himself of his pants and boxers. He plunged into her, his mouth at her ear.

  “God, I love you!” he panted as he pushed himself up on his arms. It was the first time either of them had ever spoken of love. It wasn’t that she hadn’t been feeling it for a while now, but she was scared. It was all new to her and she knew that this part was new to Wayne as well.

  “I love you too,” she whispered, her heart in her throat. This was no longer a fling of any kind and they both knew it.

  He set a slow, steady pace. There was no deliberate quickness as there had been in the past. He whispered into her ear as he slowly built her up to a crescendo. She grasped his hair in her hands as she bucked herself up to meet every thrust. He could feel his release about to come and quickly stuck a hand between their bodies. He rubbed her clit furiously as she shouted her release so loud he was sure the people in the next county could hear. He groaned loudly as he came to a rest on her body, his arms finally having given out.

  He tried to regain his breathing and heard a noise come from Clementine. He glanced over and saw tears streaming down her face.

  “Clementine? Are you okay? Did I hurt you, baby? What’s wrong?” he asked, concern evident on his face.

  “That was beautiful. This isn’t just some fling anymore, is it? This is for real,” she whispered.

  “You’re right, baby. This is the real deal. Never thought I’d be sayin’ that when we started out, but it’s become that. God, I don’t wanna let you go to school, but I know that I have to. I can’t hold you back, and we have to let each other go. We’ll make it work.”

  “I really hope that you’re right, Wayne. I hope that you’re right.”

  He tightened his arms around her, kissing her forehead. He refused to let her go and give up the feeling she gave him. Wherever life took him—whether it was staying in Soggy Bottom, Kentucky or moving to the mecca, Mooresville, North Carolina to race—he knew that Clementine Lewis would be right there with him. He couldn’t stand to have it any other way, and he would always remember these hot, summer nights.

  The End!

  About the Author

  Laramie Briscoe is the best-selling author of the Heaven Hill Series & the Rockin’ Country Series.

  Since self-publishing her first book in May of 2013, Laramie Briscoe has published over 10 books. She’s appeared on the Top 100 Bestselling E-books Lists on iBooks, Amazon Kindle, Kobo, and Barnes & Noble. She’s been called “a very young Maya Banks” (Amazon reviewer) and her books have been accused of being “sexy, family-oriented, romances with heart”.

  When she’s not writing alpha males who seriously love their women, she loves spending time with friends, reading, and marathoning shows on her DVR. Married to her high school sweetheart, Laramie lives in Bowling Green, KY wi
th her husband (the Travel Coordinator) and a sometimes crazy cat named Beau.

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  Other Books by Laramie

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  The Heaven Hill Series

  Meant To Be

  Out of Darkness

  Losing Control

  Worth the Battle

  Dirty Little Secret

  Second Chance Love

  Rough Patch

  Beginning of Forever

  The Rockin’ Country Series

  Only The Beginning

  One Day At a Time

  The Price of Love

  Full Circle

  Stand Alone

  Hot Summer Nights

  Coming June 2015

  The Red Bird Trail Trilogy

  Flagger

  Collision

  In-Tune

 

 

 


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