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He settles himself inside me. “You okay?” he husks out, holding the better part of his weight on his forearms.
“Yes,” I rasp, my fingers drawing tight when he moves out of my quivering pussy and slams into me again. His eyes go hazy. I drape my legs over his ass, and he sucks in a breath. I love the way his pubic hair rubs against me, building my release almost painfully.
We are pressed together, sweat glistening on his forehead, his long hair sticking to his temples. His tongue slides into my mouth, and I moan his name. I stroke his back as his lips chase mine, biting and tugging. Still, I want more. I want him to come inside me. My hands tangle in his hair. I pull hard, and he groans my name in response.
His mouth presses against my feverish skin as his hand moves under my knee. Pushing my legs up, he goes in deeper with every thrust of his hips. I grab his ass and dig my fingers in his flesh. I’m lost in his touch, lost in him. The fire inside me is burning. He shudders against me and swirls his hips. His cock drives in deep, and I whimper, pleading for him to push me over the edge.
He opens his eyes and looks at me. Without warning, he lifts me and places me on the couch with him.
“Make me forget,” I whisper, and he growls when I clasp my pussy walls around his hard cock. Our skin slaps as he pounds into me, and my heels dig into the cushions. His jaw tenses. “That’s it, baby.” Little shudders wreck my body with each stroke.
“Ace,” he drawls through clenched teeth. I open my eyes and stare into his. His body is shaking like my own. He grabs my left hand with his right and laces our fingers together above my head.
His thrusts grow softer and slower, and I beg him. “Please, Jesse, it burns. I need to come.”
“I know, feel me, Ace,” he says. My insides tighten with each slow shove. He’s still holding my knee up. My head falls to the side, and I repeat his name. He angles his head and kisses me, demanding my lips, fucking me hard against the couch.
“Let go.” He doesn’t hesitate when he says it, and the sheer possession in his eyes almost tips me over the edge. His hot skin sears mine. My heartbeat thunders through my head, pushing me closer to my release.
“Please, Jesse,” I plead. My stomach tenses, and he grabs my hand tighter.
“Fucking hell, Ace,” he rasps. His cock jerks deep inside me. Fingers dig into my flesh as the heat of his slick body covers mine. He doesn’t stop as the orgasm hits me hard, and I come screaming his name. He pumps into me a couple more times, then finds his own release, emptying himself inside me. He collapses with his full weight on top of me. I hug him against my body, loving that he’s still semi hard inside me. Pulling out, his semen coats my inner thigh. He grabs his shirt and wipes it from my legs, watching me while he does it.
He rolls off me and grabs a blanket from the floor, draping it over our naked bodies. I’m still panting hard as I snuggle into his side. He holds me tight to his chest. Kissing me, he wipes my damp hair from my forehead.
“Damn, that was even better than I imagined it would be. I love fucking you raw,” he says, a sexy lopsided grin warming his face.
I drape my leg over his, and I don’t care that it’s still wet between my legs.
“Can’t believe you’re a Kurton, babe,” he whispers. “Why didn’t you trust me?”
I shrug before resting my chin on his chest. “I guess …” I begin, swirling my finger over his stomach. “When I was living here, everyone wanted to be my friend because of my father and my daredevil brothers. It became hard to filter out the true friends from the ones who were just here to get close enough to get a free board or something. When I moved to New York and met Angie, she became the best friend I always searched for. She didn’t care about my name, or everything that comes with it.”
He waggles a brow. “What were you doing in New York?”
I push at his chest. “I was modeling,” I tell him, suddenly a little embarrassed.
His eyes widen in surprise.
“I only did it for a year. It wasn’t for me.”
He grabs my waist. “The world’s loss,” he says, and his cock jerks against my leg. “You mess with my head, babe,” he grunts like he’s embarrassed and rests his forehead against mine.
“I’ll take that as a compliment, snowboard guy.” I chuckle, kissing the cleft in his chin.
Yawning, he takes my face between his hands. “Stay with me, Ace,” he says, his eyelids drooping.
“Okay,” I tell him and watch him until he falls asleep. “I’ll stay, snowboard guy,” I whisper and rest my head on his chest, praying the nightmares won’t swallow me whole.
