“I don’t even like you.” I moaned when his hands dug deeper into my hips. He pushed me farther onto the seat, his weight coming down on me.
“You don’t have to.” He ran his tongue across my jaw, biting my neck in a torturously perfect way. I closed my eyes and leaned farther into him. No. I shouldn’t, butfuckI wanted to. “But I know you want me.”
“Yeah?” I pulled at his hair, dragging his face to mine. “What gives you that impression?”
“Am I wrong?” He froze millimeters away from my mouth. “Tell me I’m wrong, Fiona.”
I snapped. The way he said my name… It was a challenge and a caress at the same time. I grabbed his face and crashed our mouths together. It was rough. His mouth captured mine, our teeth clashing as he sucked on my tongue. This wasn’t some romantic gesture. It was a goddamn claim. I arched on the seat of the bike and he held on to me. His stubble scratched at my face with each demand his lips made.
It wasn’t a tender kiss.
It was an inhibition-forgetting, panty-wetting, set-my-blood-on-fire kind of kiss. Oh, baby, I wanted more. I sucked his tongue, hard. A slight burn of peppermint mouthwash rolled off him and it tingled all the way down my throat. He took my lips between his teeth and sucked so hard I squirmed. Then he stopped.
His chest heaved, his eyes almost feral. “Take off your clothes.”
I hesitated for a second. And he shook his head. “All of them, Fiona. I told you what I’m going to do to you.”
A fiery desperation formed in my chest. I sucked my bottom lip into my mouth, tasting him again. And I removed my sweatshirt in a second. He helped with my pants, but I wouldn’t call it helping. It was more of removing a barrier, and I lay there, bare for the world to see and not one fuck was given.
“God. I wondered how you kept your pussy. Perfect.” He growled and bent low, running his nose all the way down my body. Goosebumps broke out all over me. He bit down on the tender patch of skin below my belly button. It hurt—and would leave a mark.Let him mark me.“I smell how turned on you are. It’s hot.”
“What you gunna do about it? I’m dripping wet after that ride.”
“I’ll show you a ride.” He gave me a smug smile, pulling out his wallet before he dropped his pants. I wanted to explore his chest, but he stood there in tight black boxers, his Adonis body messing with my head. I sucked in a breath, desperate to touch him. I trailed my gaze down his core, past his snug boxers, and almost winced when I spied the three-inch scar around his knee.Jesus.I wanted to ask about it, but he pulled down the black shorts and his massive cock sprang out, and I forgot words.
I wanted to get dicked up by him, repeatedly. “Please. I need that inside me.”
“First time I have to agree with you.”
He sheathed himself with a condom and he pounded into me without waiting a second. I didn’t need any foreplay—the ride had been enough. My walls stretched to the point of a sweet pain. I gripped the edge of the bike while he lifted my legs high into the air. He rested them on his shoulders and held onto my legs so hard I knew there would be bruises.
But I focused on the movement of his cock. His amazing, large, perfectly girthed cock that thrust inside me with so much aggression I screamed out in ecstasy.God, I like it rough.“Yes, Gideon. Destroy me.”
He obeyed. He brought his fingers around my shoulder and held on. I saw stars. Beautiful, gasping stars as he stretched me further. I had never been fucked like this and I relished it. He dug his grip deeper, the pleasure rippling through my core. I clutched to hold on to something since the pressure began to form in my clit at an overwhelming rate. The bubble of pleasure grew rapidly and, suddenly, I needed more. He grunted and held on to my ass. I moaned. “Squeeze my ass harder,” I begged. “Do it!”
And he dug his nails into my bare skin, the pain counteracting the roaring pleasure and I screamed his name. My feet flung in the air and I swore I heard a hitch in his breath, but I couldn’t analyze it. I barely had time to catch my breath before he flipped me over. “Arch your back.”
I did, my chest pressing onto the seat as he slid into my throbbing pussy from behind. I had a beautiful view of the lake, but I paid it no attention. A loud smack followed by a stinging broke out on my ass. Gideon had spanked me. “W-what was that for?”
“Your mouth. God.” He slipped back inside me and smacked my ass again. “Do you like that, huh?”
“God. Yes.” I did. I did so much. “Go harder. Pound me so I can’t walk tomorrow.”
“That what you like?” His breath came out gruffer. “You want it rough?”
“Yes,” I said with clenched teeth. My tits bounced everywhere, the pressure of him fucking me giving me a burn on my skin. He brought his hand down on my ass again and I let out a high-pitched moan. “Touch my clit. Touch it now.”
He followed directions, brought one hand to my desperate clit and flicked it with a fierce determination. It gave me the needed push and the coil loosened—an orgasm was close. I rocked against the bike and stuck my ass out toward him. He grunted my name and let out the sexiest fucking moan I had ever heard. He spilled into me and kept working my clit.
I would never call him an underachiever in my life. “God…almost. Yes.Yes.”
And I exploded. It was unlike any orgasm I’d had before. It was raw. Dirty. Quick, to the point and thigh-shaking. I rode it out, Gideon adding the right finger strokes by aggressively rubbing my clit. When I could breathe again, my ears rang, my pussy hurt and my legs wobbled. “Damn.”
“About sums it up.” He slipped out of me, the wet sound drawing attention to what we’d just done. I was thankful I didn’t face him, even for a couple of seconds.What have I done?“You’re going to have handprints on your ass.”
“Yeah? I consider those fuck trophies.” I found my pants and slipped them on quickly, my sweatshirt right after. I loved going bra-less in the baggy material. I waited to be clothed again before meeting his gaze. His dark eyes swirled, the glint in them easing my tension. “I’m not sure I’ll enjoy the ride back. You tore me up.”
“You wanted it.” His eyebrows furrowed, barely. “You surprised me.”
