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“Seriously?” It was the pout on her face that got me harder.
“Most seriously.” I pulled her panties off a bit more roughly than I intended. I was pretty sure I ripped one side of the lace and cotton. She followed suit by pulling my boxers off. I was pretty sure she ripped the elastic band in her eagerness and I didn’t particularly care. It made us even if I’d ruined hers. She wrenched me back to her and I pressed inside in a slow, agonizing stroke. The slower I went the more she fought me, trying to hurry things along. Hell no. We’ve got all
night for this and I plan to take full advantage of that. She was so eager and snug I felt my balls draw up and my thighs tingle.
The dam of restraint burst and we were both panting and meeting in skin slapping thrusts. She was whimpering to take all of me and her ankles wrapped around my waist, pulling me down to seat in her fully. Her hips gyrated and satisfied grunts erupted from her chest. I felt like a beast rutting bare inside her relentlessly. She encouraged me to continue until we were both shouting, completely spent in front of the dying embers of the fire. I wrapped us up in the blankets, rolling to my back and pulling her over me off the cold floor before passing out.
There was something supremely satisfying about rolling over in the morning into warm and willing arms on the cold hard floor. It gave my hard dick a place to slide into, but not just any place. Lia seriously felt like she could be something more when I was slowly rocking between her thighs. Breathy moans and gasps with each motion of my hips into the cradle of hers spurned me forward.
“Oh God, I’m going to have bruises all over.” Yeah, she definitely would but nothing my kisses couldn’t fix.
“The best kind.” I rolled us over so she was on top and picked up her hips, changing the rhythm.
“Whit…” Lia closed her eyes. The lids fluttered down and her mouth opened on a low moan. She clenched around me, nails clawing my shoulders, and I lost myself letting everything go as I jetted inside her. There was something primal about filling her up as she hugged me tighter to her and our chests resumed normal heartbeats.
I’d never felt this kind of connection to another girl before and it was strangely satisfying basking in the afterglow.
Chapter 9
Lia
Best. Sex. Ever.
I was young, so I was sure there was always room for improvement, but Whittaker Jones rocked my world so hard I wasn’t sure I was up for better any time soon. Heck, if there was better, my mind would be permanently blown. Why was I ever attracted to Ryder West was beyond me. That boy could talk football all day long without taking a breath and I’d still be sitting on the sideline without a clue.
“Don’t you look satisfied.” Whit kissed me and we rolled on the cold hard floor of the cabin. My bones ached and muscles stung from overuse the night before. It was a wonderful penance to pay.
“I’m pretty sure you’re just as satisfied.”
“No complaints, pretty girl.”
The fire was nothing but glowing embers under gray ash and puffs of smoke in the chilled cabin. Whit had his body wrapped around mine like a bear. A shirtless, hairless, big ass bear whose thickly corded muscled limbs entwined with my own. I was happily trapped underneath him and sunlight inched over the window sill inside. I was sore just as I knew I’d be and filled with blissfully few regrets for now. Morning came too quickly and with it the reminders of how I got here to begin with. I tried to fall back asleep, but it was impossible now and I was too cold without the fire and my clothes.
Dinah and Ryder would be together by now, the hot new item across campus by Monday morning. Mateo would be all too eager to tell me about it and how they made out like monkeys while I was off missing in the woods. Connor, poor sweet idiot, would probably ask me if I saw any bears out here. Only one and he was currently rubbing his toes up my calf and nudging between my legs.
“Are you awake?” There was the morning gruffness to his voice that sounded like it had gone unused for a long time instead of mere hours.
“No. I must be dreaming. I want to go back to sleep,” I said, yawning too big for my mouth as the words muffled together.
He cleared his throat and his hands slipped down, holding my waist tight, and my backside was against his thick proud cock rubbing between my cheeks. “All right, then it won’t matter what I do next.” He flipped me over, completely caging his body over mine, his legs spreading mine wide to rut against me in slow strokes that brought the head of his penis bumping against my backdoor.
Rolling my eyes, I checked over my shoulder to see a wicked grin change his face. “Not even in my dreams.” I moved against him, teasing, and he groaned, the sound vibrating against my back and making us both laugh.
“Hmm, too bad.” Heat between my legs shot up my overall body temperature and I let my head fall between my elbows, which propped my body off the floor. The cage of Whit around me kept me warm and his hard long member pierced me slowly, stretching skin and sore tender tissue wider.
“Oh!” I couldn’t keep the sound under wraps when he executed multiple shallow strokes designed to graze the button inside me and hurtling me off into multiple orgasm land.
“Does it feel good, Lia? Do you want me slow down or speed up? I could do this for a really long time, as long as you want me to.” He was torturing me, robbing speech from my lips as I struggled to maintain oxygen to my brain. Remorse filled me that I said I only wanted one night of this, but I knew more time with Whit would emotionally slay me when he realized he didn’t want me anymore.
“Faster, Whit. Fuck me faster,” I begged him, chucking my regret away. The jerk simply slowed down, biting my shoulder rough enough to leave a mark.
“That’s your dream, baby. This one is mine. I want you begging for it.” My inner muscles clamped down tight and the sensation of slowly being taken over from the inside out was only tempered by how wet I was for Whit.
“P-please.” He gave me half a dozen rapid thrusts, which I was unprepared for and lost my balance under him.
“I got you, Lia.” His arm snook under me, gentle like taking the pressure off my arms, and he started again this time thrusting slowly until I was crying and forgetting my common sense.
He was just that good.
