He turned and started us in that direction.
“You don’t have to cook healthy for me all the time, babe,” he muttered as we walked up the steps.
“Why not?I rock at it.”
He looked down at me, gave me a quick kiss while still walking, and then pushed into the warmth of his house, taking me with him.
I was downat the front, up at the back, in Hutch’s bed, taking his cock, both of us on our knees.
I’d wanted to lavish him with attention.
He stole my job.
It turned a little nasty, a whole lot raunchy, and now I needed to come.
Bad.
As usual, I didn’t need to say it.
Somehow, he felt it.
This was why he curved an arm around my middle, pulled me up in front of him, kept powering in behind me, and one of his hands went to my nipple, the other to my clit.
He rolled both with his fingers.
I came apart in his hold.
I wasn’t close to down before he pulled out, put me on my belly, whipped me to my back, wrapped my legs around his ass, lifted my hips, spread his knees to get more leverage and powered back in, holding my thighs, watching his cock drive into me, then my body moving with his thrusts, finally my face.
His was flushed.Severe.Hard set.
Soul destroying.
He liked what he saw.
He liked what he was doing.
He liked who he was doing it to.
A whole lot.
And I liked what I saw, that hairy, defined chest, the veins coming up from his flat groin, the muscles in his biceps bulging, his strong jaw flexed, the intensity in his dark eyes.
I knew it was close when he fell on me, hiked up one of my legs behind the knee, and rode me hard until his head lashed back, the tendons in his neck distending, and he pumped his release into me.
God, he was beautiful.
He blew out a harsh breath as the orgasm finished with him.Only then did he pull out of me and roll off, but he grabbed my hand and held it to his rapidly rising and falling chest.
Oh yeah.
Hutch put in the work.
The light from the fire in his fireplace danced in the room.
“Condom,” he muttered, twisting to kiss my shoulder before he got out of bed.
I gave myself a few more seconds before I rolled, found his flannel shirt on the floor, dragged it to me and shrugged it on.
