I bit back my answer, waiting to see what he’d do.
It was another surprise when he released my hair, lifting my legs off the bed. The change didn’t alter his perfect rhythm, the tipof his swollen cock hitting that perfect spot inside, the one few women are lucky enough to have a man hit.
My G-spot. I honestly hadn’t thought it existed. A myth.
But my mouth was hanging open, stars in front of my eyes and in a few seconds, I was driven straight into another climax.
“Tell. Me!” His deep voice penetrated an entirely different portion of my mind.
As the orgasm swept through me, I lost everything. All sense of knowing. All understanding of time or space. I was doing nothing more than floating free while submitting totally and completely to this man. “You. I only want you.”
“Then tell me what you want.”
That was easy. “Just fuck me.”
So he did, long and brutal strokes that seemed to go on forever.
The sounds he made were guttural, an animal in the wild and the noise was everything that kept the fire ignited deep within.
I knew exactly the moment when he couldn’t hold back any longer, finally able to satisfy his needs where he’d spent time on mine. As a reward, I clenched my pussy muscles, savoring the single, powerful roar as he came, filling me with his seed.
CHAPTER 20
Axe
What was it about the woman eating Cheez-Its, fingers covered in white cheddar powder while sitting cross-legged on ugly stiff sheets, wearing only my Henley shirt and a wicked smile that was more of a turn-on than almost anything I’d ever seen?
With several in her fingers, she was contemplating asking me yet another pointed question. Meanwhile, I was lounged against the thin pillows, still asking myself why in the hell I’d forced her to stay in a cheap-ass motel with me. Although I had to admit, it was a little kinky in a forbidden way, which suited our relationship.
Yet all I’d had on my mind was ripping off her tight jeans, indulging in every red-blooded American boy’s fantasy without hindrance. Still, the shitty location was beneath her beauty and intelligence.
However, she was obviously comfortable with herself and her surroundings, a personality trait that had always attracted me.
“What happened on that mountain?” she asked, the quietness of her voice unsettling.
“Some asshole started a fire at the old timber mill on the outskirts of town. It shifted up the mountain.”
She lifted her head, eyeing me. “The old timber mill. That’s where all the new development is going.”
“Yeah, close enough. Thankfully, the wind carried the flames up the mountain instead of toward the homes. It was rough for a while with the cold front, but we had help from a couple crews from Idaho.” When she looked away, I could tell she had something on her mind.
“Something else happened up there. Didn’t it? And I’m not talking about rescuing the member of your team.”
As soon as I took a swig of my drink, she leaned forward, touching my arm.
“You can trust me.”
I leaned my head against the pillow, staring at the damn canopy that I absolutely loathed. “I do trust you, Kenzie. Probably more than you believe. We found a cabin that had burned in the fire. We don’t know if the owners got out. The fire was too hot. We won’t know until the investigators are finished if… If we didn’t get there in time.”
“Oh, no.”
Just the way she was squeezing my hand was more comforting. “Yeah, there was this damn stuffed animal. I had it in my hands. You know the kind I mean. Half of him was charred, but the other half was loved. You could tell by the matted fur and the ribbon that had been pulled out hundreds of times. A specialtoy for a special little girl.” I cinched my eyes shut, turning my head away. “To think a fucking arsonist was the reason they lost everything and maybe their lives makes me so angry. So fucking angry.”
“I understand. Are the police working on catching the person responsible?”
“They can’t do much until the investigator makes the call. I keep thinking if we’d just gotten there sooner.”
“You need to stop blaming yourself for everything.”
