He groaned into the pillow as I pulled out and pushed in again.
“Keep it down, baby,” I whispered.
His parents had arrived already. I could hear them downstairs. Rather, I could hear the kids, and I could smell coffee.
Our twenty-four hours were almost up.
Nate cursed and pushed back at me. “Why do you have to feel so fucking good?”
I grinned and latched on to his shoulder, sinking my teeth into his flesh.
“I need more,” he breathed. “Lemme up.”
I eased back and pulled him with me, until he was on all fours and I could rail him like we both preferred. Plus, he could take care of himself.
Motherfucker, he was something else in the morning light filtering through the blinds. We both wore bruises from yesterday. We’d lived off reception leftovers and each other.
I set a fast pace, the sound of skin on skin filling the room. No teasing today. We had a lot to do. A long drive.
I sucked in a breath and stared at where my cock disappeared inside him. His back arched perfectly, and he met every thrust.
He’d been mine for fifteen years, but this was different. He wasmine. He was a Riley. He belonged to me.
“I’m close, baby,” he moaned. “Fuck me harder.”
My heart started pounding, and I slammed into him and grabbed a fistful of his hair. “I need to hear it again. Tell me who owns you.”
He clenched down on me and threw me a heated look over his shoulder. “You know it’s you, Ash. You own me.”
Those are the magic words.
The pressure built up too quickly, and I was fucking gone.
Ownership.
A heady fucking thing.
The orgasm crashed down on me, and Nate shifted back to fuck himself on my cock. I pressed my face against his neck andreached around him, stroking him off as he came too.Fucking hell, fucking hell, fucking hell.I lost control in the middle of getting off, when I squeezed his cock with one hand and applied pressure to his carotid arteries with the other.
Nate let out a moan that was a little too loud, and before I could think twice, I slapped a come-soaked hand over his mouth.
We loved a good mess, though. He groaned through a breathless chuckle, and I stifled my own sounds by burying my face against his neck.
It wasn’t until my lungs were burning that I realized I’d held my breath for too long, and it set off a round of panting. I grabbed his jaw at the same time as he tilted his head back, and we met in a wild kiss where I tasted him everywhere.
“Do you…” He was panting too. “Do you think they heard?”
I grinned, out of breath. “If they did, you can’t go with you stubbing your toe again.”
He laughed, and a big breath gusted out of him.
Luckily for us, the kids were oblivious. But yeah, Nate’s stepmom had sent us a couple sly looks.
We’d showered and gotten dressed before we’d appeared downstairs, so there wasn’t a whole lot for us to do but exchange some pleasantries, eat breakfast, and then pile the kids into my truck. Nate had been smart enough to pack our bags yesterday.
“Road trip!” Hallie exclaimed from the back.
I smiled and eyed her in the rearview before backing out.
