“Let me have control. Trust me,” he whispered. “Come on my tongue, Riley. I want to taste all of you.”
“No,” she said, struggling against the mounting orgasm and submitting to him.
“I’ve kept you safe, will you trust me with your heart?” he asked softly. “You said you loved me, show me.” He took her hand, adjusted it over her nub, and rubbed it in tiny circles.
She whimpered as her movements became more fevered. “I want you,” she moaned.
“You’ll have me. A woman can come several times, Baby Girl. I want to see you lose control. Get out of your head and let me take over.”
Riley licked her lips and touched herself as he continued to explore.
She closed her eyes as the waves of her orgasm hit. Her body stiffened as she hit the peak, and he slowly brought her down. Her body turned into molten liquid under his hands as she opened her eyes and sent him a lopsided grin.
Reaching beside her, she tore the condom packet, and he showed her how to roll it over him.
“When can I taste you like that?” Riley asked as she stared at his hard-on.
“Tonight, when I share the bed with you,” he said as he gently flipped her to put her knees on the floor and bendover the stacked bales of hay, carefully adjusting her broken arm.
“But I can’t see,” she protested, twisting around.
“I know. One of these days, I’m covering your eyes. This will give you a new sensation. Plus, I want to peek at your pretty lady bits,” he murmured as he lined up and slowly entered her.
Her head fell forward as he gripped her hips and slid inside her warmth. Damn, she was beautiful as he watched her perfect breasts bounce to his rhythm. She turned her head and saucily smirked at him, showing her playful side.
“I like this, Garrett,” she murmured softly. “I love it more when I can kiss you.”
Running his hand down her back, he clenched her hips. Riley sat up, giving him the perfect opportunity to cup her breasts and play with her nipples. Her hands covered his, and she turned her face toward him. Their mouths crushed together, and she explored him with her tongue.
“I love when you kiss me,” he whispered against her lips before guiding her back into position and thrusting deep and slow.
Riley pressed against Garrett, taking all of him. “Faster, Garrett,” she pleaded.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said, controlling the pace. “You’re still new at this, and I want you to enjoy it.”
“Then give it to me harder,” she demanded.
Garrett chuckled at her sass as he changed pace. “I thought you wanted it faster,” he teased.
“Please, Garrett, you said I was made just for you. You won’t hurt me,” Riley pleaded. “Give me more.”
Her words released the beast in him. He felt like an animal, claiming what was his as he shifted her hips to meet each of his thrusts, going harder and faster. Garrett watchedher beautiful breasts bounce with each thrust, and Riley’s moans grew louder.
“You’re mine, Riley,” he ground out, loving how she chanted his name as she neared the edge.
“Mine,” she insisted, too short of breath to complete her sentence.
His hands gripped her hips, slamming them against him, and Riley let go. Her walls clenched around him as she rode her orgasm, making him follow her on the wave. Garrett slowly slid out, took off the condom, and disposed of it and the wrapper. Then he pulled her into his arms.
Cupping his cheek, she whispered, “I’ve never met anyone like you. This feels like a dream.”
“It’s not,” he assured her. “You’re my new reality.” He sat back on the blanket.
She climbed on top of him and snuggled her head on his chest while he caressed her back. “One of these days, I’ll make you lose control, and you’ll regret it,” she promised.
Chuckling deeply, he said, “I look forward to it. How about we return to the cabin? You need to soak in the tub. You might be sore.”
“I feel deliciously fine,” she assured him.
