“I can’t hold back,” I grit through my teeth, fighting to not explode too soon. To bring her to fresh heights of erotic pleasure before my shaft blasted my jism deep into her body. Too late, I thought of condoms, birth control, and not needing a pregnancy yet.
Lindsey sank her teeth into my shoulder as we both came. I hardly felt the pain when my cock shuddered, shooting my load, the fierce pleasure that was nearly pain rocking all my senses. I thrust in deeper, harder, my teeth clenched, her pussy clamped down on my quivering cock.
Too soon, it ended. For both of us. Panting, sweating, I relaxed on her, trying to catch my breath. Lindsey folded her arms around my neck, not letting me up even if I wanted to. Which I didn’t.
“You bit me,” I muttered. “Ouch.”
Lindsey’s breathy giggles wafted into my ear. “Sorry. It’s the dragon in me.”
“Next time, I get to bite you.”
“It’s a deal.”
Reluctantly, I rolled off of her, too hot to keep our bodies together. A sweet breeze swept over my sweat, cooling my flesh, drying us both. Lying on my side, my head propped on my elbow, I caressed her small perky breasts. “Fated mates?”
Lindsey turned her head to look at me. “I don’t know. When I was tied up, alone, scared, all I thought about was you. Needing you to rescue me. I cried for you.”
“I’m so sorry I didn’t know where you were.”
“There might be something to what you’re saying,” she admitted. “We’ve known each other for a very short time, yet I feel as though I’ve known you all my life.”
“That’s how I feel. I’m falling in love with you.”
She turned her head away, gazing at the window. Silent for long moments, she finally said, “I don’t know how I feel. Part of me feels I belong with you. The other part is too scared to trust. That no matter what, I’ll be hurt again.”
I cupped her cheek, turning her face to look at me. “I’ll never hurt you. I’ll never hit you. I’ll never abuse you. I’m not perfect. We’ll possibly fight, quarrel. I’ll nevernothold onto my temper and lash out at you. That’s a promise.”
Lindsey’s fingers caressed my bristled cheek. “I believe you.”
***
The following morning, Sammy took one look at my face and exclaimed, loud enough for anyone within half a mile to hear him, “You got laid.”
I rolled my eyes as crews nearby laughed. “Please, shout it from the mountain, dude.”
“How long has it been, jeez.” Sammy accompanied me to my office trailer and followed me inside. “You don’t even date, do you?”
“We’ll discuss my social life over wings and beers, someday,maybe,” I snapped, sitting at my desk. “Right now, we’re at work.”
“It’s your neighbor, isn’t it?” He grinned and hiked his hip on my desk’s edge. “The one who helped you after the fire.”
“Blow it out your ass. Do I demand you tell me the particulars ofyoursex life?”
“You should. Maybe I can give you pointers.”
“Fuck you.”
My good mood lasted throughout the morning, even survived the general ribbing and wolf whistles I was forced to endure from the crews. At noon, the crews broke for lunch, and I’d forgotten to ask Sammy for a lift someplace to get my own.There’s a Mickey-Ds down the street. I can walk.Whistling as I stacked my paperwork, I tidied my desk before striding to the door.
I opened it –
Austin surged forward, pushing me back, the gun in his hand stuck hard against my sternum. His expression had gone well beyond rage. I strongly suspected he fully intended to shoot me then and there. I half raised my hands in token surrender, the fleeting thought of my grabbing the gun and turning it on him there and instantly gone.
“Fucker,” he growled, his voice filled with deadly menace. “You made a killing on my dope.”
“What? I wouldn’t know the first thing about selling shit on the streets, man. Grow a brain, will you? You’ve got it all wrong.”
“How’d you find her?” he hissed. He lifted the gun to aim at my face. “You killed Greg, didn’t you?”
