Page 2 of Rope the Moon


Font Size:  

Impatiently, I lower her to the mattress. And then she’s everywhere. A swirl of wild hair and sweet breath. Cream and honey. Her frantic hands tremble as she works at my belt buckle, my zipper.

She gets on her knees in front of me and swallows me up. I make a sound like a wild animal, the noise echoing through the cabin. Her dark eyes stay locked on me as she works me over. I curl my hands in her hair, tangling it, and a breathy plea rises in the back of her throat. I can see down the front of her dress, those gorgeous breasts bouncing as she sucks me off. It has me ravenous. Has my cock hard as steel.

“Goddamn, Koty, you’re so fucking pretty on your knees,” I rasp. “Taking every single inch of me.” Dakota bats her eyes, and that, plus the combination of her rosy, pouty lips sucking down my cock, has me just about ready to let loose.

I take her arms in my hands and jerk her up. As much as I love her on her knees, I want to be inside her.

“Fuck, but I need it too, baby,” I hiss, groaning at how sinfully sweet it is to see the lust building in her eyes.

No longer patient, I strip her bare. Off comes her dress, bra, panties. My gaze rakes possessively down her naked body, across her face. Curves like a goddess. Eyes black like the starless sky at night.

I pull her close and lock her in my arms. My hand drifts, a finger parting the damp, dark curls around her pussy. Dakota moans and twists restlessly when I find her clit. I stroke the sensitive bundle of nerves, her lower body grinding down on my hand. She’s so wet, so swollen, so open and unguarded, that my brain goes numb. Her breath shakes, she whines my name, and then she stiffens. Slick sweetness drips down my hand as she comes, her head falling back on her shoulders.

As soon as she’s done trembling, I grab two handfuls of her pert ass and spin her around. I get her on her hands and kneeson the bed and let loose an animalistic groan. That’s goddamn it. I have the best view in the world. Her pussy, pretty and pink and wet, aimed right at me.

If it’s even possible, I unravel further. This girl has me by the balls.

With a growl, I fold myself over her and grip her hips, hard, then slam into her slick channel with savage lust.

With a delighted squeal, she throws her head back. I fist her hair and tug. Her long lashes flutter. “Yes, Davis,” she purrs. “Yes, yes.”

“You feel so fucking good.” She whimpers as I drive my cock deeper into her, her muscles flexing around me like a vise. “Fuck.Fuck.”

There’s nothing but us tonight.

We have to last. Because in less than twenty-four hours, it’s all over.

Dakota moans, a husky sound that has me picking up the pace. Skin slapping skin, her breasts bounce as my hips smack her ass. Reaching around, I stick my fingers in her mouth. She takes them deep, sucking on them.

The cabin fills with moans, the smell of sex. I fuck her hard, cleaving onto all that creamy white flesh, savoring these last moments with this girl. It’s not enough. It’ll never be enough. Not with Dakota.

Tonight, she’s mine. I’m taking her. Let her go into the world smelling of my cum and knowing I’ve been the last one to touch, to taste her.

Dakota reaches back and palms my face. Pressure builds in both of us. I’m already fucking shaking like a teenager.

I grip her hard around the waist and yank her into me. Flesh against flesh, her bare back against my chest. She throws her head back against my shoulder, and I nip at her throat. Arching on tiptoes to get deeper, I thrust harder, working us both intoa frenzy. Can’t control it. A shudder rolls down my spine and into my cock, and then I’m roaring my release. Seconds later, Dakota’s small moans follow mine.

When the quaking between our bodies stops, I gather her in my arms and pull us down into bed.

With a content sigh, she curls into me, all warm and soft like the last light of the evening sky. “I’m not going to be able to walk after tonight,” she says with a little laugh.

I grunt. “Baby, you won’t be able to crawl.”

She’s staying in this bed until we run out of moonlight. I’m not letting her go without fucking her senseless. As long as I have tonight, I have Dakota. And I plan on taking my goddamn time.

“Mmm,” she hums, tracing a hand up my bicep. Her wild mane of hair curls around us like a dark cloud of smoke. “Let’s hope not.”

“Where’s your first stop?” I force the question out. Force myself to keep a cool head even if it’s the last thing I feel.

“I’m in San Antonio for two semesters. And then…the future…it’s wide open.” She stretches her arms out over her head, baring her breasts, dark rosy nipples I can’t wait to get in my mouth again. “Goodbye, Resurrection. Hello, sweet, sweet freedom.”

“Will you miss it?”

“I’ll miss my sister. My dad. The mountains.” She hesitates, then her gaze drops to my face. “I’ll miss you,” she whispers.

“I’ll miss you, too.” Emotion knots my throat, and I tug her into my arms. “Miss kickin’ your ass in pinball.”

She scoffs and slaps my chest. “Davis Montgomery, I know you’re not rewriting history.”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like