Declan drove them to Aspen’s home. He didn’t like the thought of her walking to the restaurant. Her home was only a few minutes’ car drive away. He kept flicking his eyes to Aspen while she sat quiet in the passenger seat.

“Two more houses and that’s me on the left. The one with the light on. Just pull up to the side door.” She pointed at a cozy little home.

He nodded and followed her directions. He knew the area and wasn’t sure he liked her living in this part of town. He parked in her driveway between the two houses and turned to her, finding her eyes already on him. It was late, and the street was dark and deserted.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked. He knew they had only just met, but he needed to be certain that she was on board with what he was asking. Something was off about her. He couldn’t put his finger on what it was. Every time she mentioned something about the future, she almost shut down.

“Yeah, I’m sure.” She nodded with a small smile lingering on her lips.

He dropped his gaze to her plump lips and ached to taste them again. He reached for her, and she came willingly. He gripped her by the neck, crushing his lips to hers.

Her mouth opened immediately. The kiss was hard and desperate. He thrust his tongue inside her mouth, meeting hers. Her groan fueled his desire for her. She climbed over the arm console and straddled him.

Her fingers dove in his hair, and he angled his head to deepen the kiss. He gripped her ass tight, bringing her core flush with his cock that was straining to burst out of his slacks.

She released a moan as he trailed a string of kisses along her jawline and toward her neck. The smell of her scent filled his nostrils. He breathed in deeply, memorizing the sweet smell of her perfume and her womanly scent.

“Declan,” she groaned.

He slid his hand beneath the edge of her dress, moving it along her supple thighs and disappearing farther, exploring her soft skin. He found her panties and pushed them to the side and dipped his finger between her slick labia.

“Yes.”

He locked his eyes on her as she gripped the back of his neck. She took his breath away with all the emotions flashing across her face. He found her swollen clitoris with his finger.

“Aspen, baby,” he muttered, unable to take his eyes off her.

She rode his fingers, threw her head back, thrusting her breasts toward him, and he was lost to her. He knew they should move this into the house. Taking her for the first time in his truck wasn’t how he’d imagined their first time together, but at the moment, there was no way he could stop.

They were sliding down a hill at full speed with no brakes.

Unable to resist, he reached with his free hand and pulled the top of her dress down, revealing her breasts. Her hips thrust against his hand as he continued to stroke her clit. He quickly undid the clasp of her bra, freeing her beautiful mounds.

“Fuck me,” he ordered, taking the first one in his mouth. He gripped it with his hand, bathing her taut nipple with his tongue before suckling it deep within his mouth.

Her gasps and moans filled the air.

“Declan.”

His name on her tongue had him harder than steel.

“Aspen, take me out of my pants,” he urged, releasing her breast from his lips.

Her eyes flickered to his, and she reached down between them. His cock pressed painfully against his shorts underneath his pants while she struggled with the belt and button.

“I have to warn you, it’s been a while,” she said, finally opening his pants.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you,” he promised.

She slid her hand inside of his boxer briefs.

Sweat beaded on his forehead. Her hand encircled this thick length. He bit back a curse as she worked to free him from his pants. He couldn’t even remember the last time he’d had sex in a vehicle. They were both acting like horny teenagers and both laughed and shifted, trying to make sex work in his truck.

He reached down and adjusted the seat, giving them more room.

“Sorry, pretty lady. I haven’t done this since I was a teenager.” He chuckled.

“You haven’t had sex since you were a teen—”

“No…yes, I’ve had sex since I was a teenager,” he stammered. He laughed at her wide-eyed look. Plenty of sex. At the moment, she had him just as flustered as a boy with his first girl. He didn’t know what it was about her, but all of his blood had headed south, leaving his brain to fumble for responses. He needed to hurry and bury his cock deep in her. The feel of her slowly stroking his length was making it harder to think. “I just meant in a car.”

“Oh.” She bit her lip. A sheepish expression fell across her face. “Well, I thought you were going to say you were a born again virgin or something. I wouldn’t want to take advantage of you.”

“Come here.” He pulled her close with a growl, the tip of his cock brushing her slick folds. He couldn’t wait any longer. He lined up the blunt tip of his cock with her slit and guided her down onto him.

The sound of her deep moan tore through the air as she impaled herself on his length. He thrust forward, fully seating himself in her tight sheath. Tiny beads of sweat slid down his temples, and he tried to concentrate on not blowing his load.

He released a curse at the tightness of Aspen’s walls. She was a small woman, and he was fighting the urge to pound into her.

“Oh God,” she cried out.

“I got to move.” He lifted her and slammed her back down.

Aspen’s fingers dug into his shoulders, and she moved along with the pace he set. He locked his gaze on her face. Her eyes were squeezed shut with pure pleasure plastered on her face.

He dug his fingers in to her ass and guided her up and down on his length.

“Declan,” she gasped.

Her breasts danced in front of his face. His tongue ached to taste her again. He pulled her forward to allow him to capture her bobbing breast in his mouth. Her fingers threaded their way into his hair, gripping him to her as she rode him hard.

The sounds of their coupling filled the air while the heat of their passion steamed up the windows. They were lost in their own little world. The familiar feeling of his release built in his testicles.

“Aspen,” he ground out, increasing their pace. He didn’t want to release before her. He wanted them to go together. “Come with me.”

Her eyes flashed open and locked with his. He let go of her breast and eased her face down and crushed his mouth to hers, capturing her scream. Her body shuddered with her hitting the peak. Her pussy walls clamped down on him, and his orgasm slammed into him. He tore his lips from her mouth and roared, shooting his seed deep within her womb.

In bed, Aspen sighed and buried her face into Declan’s warm chest. She slowly drifted her hand across his hard abdomen. She was lost in the memories of their night together. The sun was now coming up, and she didn’t want their time to come to an end, but unfortunately, it was. He’d wake up, they would have awkward conversation while they got dressed, and then he would leave.

This was what she wanted.

A night full of passion that would last her for a while.

His gentle snores filled the air, and she contemplated how she would wake him. She had a few ideas but knew she shouldn’t act on them since he had to leave.

She hated to wake him, but it was time. It was time for her to break the perfect night that they’d had. She didn’t want to have the awkward morning after. She’d act cool and collected while he gathered his things and left.

She just couldn’t guarantee she wouldn’t bawl her eyes out after he’d gone.

She wouldn’t cry because he was leaving, but because of how her life had come to be.

Lonely.

Aspen pulled back and sat up, taking in Declan’s perfect muscular chest, his washboard abs with the light sprinkle of dark hair that continued south of the blankets.

She bit her lip and had to tear her gaze away from his sublime body. Her heart raced at memories of her tongue burning a trail down his abdomen and ending with his cock in her mouth. The taste of him still lingered.

Pushing those memories aside, she slid from the bed and quietly made her way over to her closet and grabbed her robe. This was new for her, and she wasn’t sure how to end a one-night stand, but there was no time like the present to learn. She walked over to Declan who was stirring.

“Hey.” She gently tapped his shoulder.

His eyes flew open, clouded with sleep at first before focusing on her. His lips curved up in a smile as he ran his hand through his hair, leaving it tousled.

“Morning,” he murmured, sitting against the headboard.

“It’s almost eight o’clock,” she whispered.

His smile slowly disappeared when the reason she’d woke him settled in.

It was time for him to go.

She hated how he appeared to shut down right in front of her. Their night together had been amazing, and it was a shame she couldn’t afford to see where this thing between them could go.

But then again, all he was offering was no strings attached.

“Yeah, thanks for waking me.” He swung his feet to the floor.

“No problem.” She took a few steps away from him before she jumped back into the bed with him. She turned on her heel and rushed out the room. She didn’t want to give in and ask him to stay with her for breakfast.

They had made an agreement.

No strings.

She arrived in her kitchen and immediately went straight for the coffee maker with her mind racing.

One-night stands didn’t stay for breakfast, did they?