As she continued ripping at my hair, I realized how much I enjoyed her being the wild child I’d always known her to be. I refused to stop, dragging my tongue up and down in lingering strokes until one climax rolled with ease into a sweet wave.
This time, her scream was silent.
I was breaking her down bit by bit.
When she finally dropped her head, panting with an open mouth, I noticed her eyes were dilated. I’d never had that effect on a woman before.
“Oh. My. Fucking. God.” Her words were breathless, a husky drawl that was about to drive me crazy. Her chest rose and fell as she raked her hand through her hair. “You are… Fucking amazing.”
With her body shaking, she threw her head back and laughed. I rose to my feet, standing over her and drinking in her sweet scent. The raging scent of someone who knew what kind of effect they had on me.
“We’re not done, Palomino Girl.”
When she pressed her hand against my stomach, the heat brought a laugh from both of us. She was practically on fire.
That was all the incentive I needed. I spun her around, pressing her against the railing.
Immediately, she threw her head over her shoulder, watching me with twisted lips. While she was on her toes, I bent her over the railing, taking my time and rubbing the tip of my cock up and down her slickened pussy lips.
There was no time for talking. I was far too much in need. The moment I drove every inch of my cock inside, she white knuckled the rail.
Her moan was even more bedraggled, pushing me to the point of losing all sense of control. Around her, that could occur every damn day.
Pulling out, I held the tip inside, both of us taking deep breaths. When I drove into her again, she lifted her head, closing her eyesand with the smile on her face, I could tell she was finally letting go.
With her hands firmly gripped around the railing, we rocked together. There was nothing like the feeling of thrusting my cock deep inside.
We were hot and sweaty, incapable of speaking. I was close to being blinded by the raging hunger fueling the moment. I couldn’t care less if anyone walked in. Let them. I’d let her go over eight years before. That was never going to happen again.
Fuck her father.
Fuck her brother.
Fuck all the obstacles.
She. Was. Mine.
The moment I sensed she was close to yet another climax, I pulled her from the railing. Our bodies became molded together, two becoming one. She wrapped one leg around mine, pressing both her hands against my thighs. As we’d done before, we rocked together in a sweet rhythm of continued need.
I’d never thought I’d desire to be close to a woman in all aspects. In friendship and in caring, in passion and in just spending time together. But it was as if what little time I’d had to bond with the beautiful lady, I was the one who felt more complete inside.
The irony and realization were things I’d need to think about later.
But not now.
Now, I was enjoying getting my dick wet as well as satisfying such an incredible woman.
Her soft moans and the way she wiggled in my hold resonated deep within. I closed my eyes, holding her aloft as her pussy muscles clamped around my dick. Only when she was in the throes of ecstasy did I finally let go myself, filling her with my seed.
A single sound grabbed our attention and before she could make a single exclamation, I clamped my hand across her mouth, pulling her into the shadows. Neither one of us moved while hearing footsteps, but I could tell she was ready to burst into laughter.
“Hey, Kenzie. You up there? We need to have a talk about some things. Long overdue.”
Wade’s deep voice resonated in the space.
I pulled her head back gently, willing her to stay quiet with my eyes. She was fighting a fit of giggles. I doubted he would think any of this was comical.
“It’s about Axe. Well, fuck,” he continued. “What are you doing in here all by yourself, girl? Need to get you some food and water.”
