Page 64 of Reckless Hands


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“Spread your legs a little wider.” I do as she commands. She’s in charge for now, as long as my penis stays intact, that is.

“Adora.”

“Hmm,” she says as she kisses my cock, her tongue working some kind of magic over him. Her hand grips my balls, and she gives them a gentle massage before I feel her fingers move farther back, but I don’t say anything because her mouth takes me fully in and hits the back of her throat. Her head starts to bob and her fingers, well, her fingers go to my ass, and she pushes one in.

What the ever-loving shit?

Why the fuck does that shit feel so good?

A knock comes, and she pulls away. Fuck that. I reach for her and push her back onto the steps because we are far from done. But then another knock comes.

“Fuck off!” My voice is rough with lust as I hike up her skirt. She lifts her hips, and I slide right into her. We both moan in unison.

Fucking heaven.

“I could live here,” I growl.

“Let’s hope not. I like to do normal things that involve taking my vagina with me,” she says, leaning in and biting my shoulder.

“What the fuck? Come on, you two, we haven’t even been gone long. Is that all you two know how to do?”

“Fuck off, Lucas.”

“I can see your ass as you pound into your wife.”

“Stop looking!” Adora tries to hide her laugh in my neck, but I thrust in deeper, making her moan again for me.

Maybe that’ll shut him the fuck up.

“I mean, I would, but you’re right there, your ass in the air, her legs wrapped around you. Come on, man, what are you doing? Finish already.”

“Fucking hell.” I tear off my shirt and throw it over Adora to cover her lower half as I pull out of her. Turning around, I find Lucas standing there, grinning. “How the fuck did you get inside?”

“What? Thought your wife might want to know her shop is on fire.” Adora stands quickly, her skirt falling back into place, and she hurries up to Lucas. “Tell me you’re joking.”

“Not,” he states casually in a complete contrast to her panic.

“I have to go.” She rushes past me, and as I pass Lucas on my way after her, I smack him in the face, making him stumble backward.

“That’s for ruining my day.”

He laughs as Adora runs out the door.

“Yeah, yeah. You’re welcome.”

I swear he is a sadistic, narcissistic pig.

I pick up my shirt and walk out the front door, just catching a glimpse of Adora as she climbs into Lucas’ car. She waits for me to I slide in, and as soon as the door’s shut, we’re driving.

“Who would want to burn down the bookstore?” she questions, breathing rapidly, her leg starting to bounce. “That place is my life. I put everything into it. I love it. It’s been my refuge for so long.”

“Let’s wait until we get there. It might not be as bad as you think.”

“Yeah, yeah, okay.” I rub her leg, and she turns away from me, staring out the window the whole drive. “Well, fuck,” she mumbles as it comes into view.

There are fire engines sitting out front. Even though there are multiple firefighters with firefighting apparatus trying their best, it’s completely gone.

There’s nothing but a smoking pile of rubble left behind.

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