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“Yes! Yes! Harder. Fuck me harder,” she begged, and he did.
Her pussy flooded his shaft with wetness, easing the path, but it wasn’t enough. The closer he got to coming, the more his dick swelled, creating friction that was too damn good. She felt like a fist, gripping him tighter and tighter. But that wasn’t enough for him. He knew just how good she felt when she came around him, and Moose wasn’t spilling a drop until she did it.
“Come for me, Mouse. I want to feel that pussy squeezing me.”
She panted and screwed her eyes shut, her moans growing louder and longer and he pushed her closer to the edge.
“I’m going to come,” he warned her.
“Yes,” she hissed, sounding almost desperate. “Do it. Come in me.”
Fuck, he loved coming inside of her. She got even wilder when he did as if the idea of him filling her with his seed turned her on more than she already was.
“No, baby. You don’t get a drop from me unless you take it.” Rearing up, he grabbed both of her thighs and dragged her ass up to meet his still-thrusting hips. She looked up at him, eyes glistening in the summer sun, hands grasping for purchase in the sand. “Are you going to take it?” he asked.
She bit her bottom lip, nodding as she averted her eyes to where they were joined. He followed her gaze, and seeing himself get sucked up by her greedy pussy undid him.
“Fuck,” he snarled as his balls drew up tight and his cock pulsed. The feeling was compounded when he felt her walls clamp down around him, flexing and releasing, milking him, demanding everything he had to give.
When he was drained dry, Moose eased her legs down and sagged back on his heels, his head reclining on his shoulders while he fought to catch his breath. Reluctantly, his cock withdrew from Angel’s body and with barely enough energy left to move his arms, Moose tucked himself back into his shorts and crawled up beside her and collapsed into the warm, soft sand.
“You almost made a liar out of me,” he accused.
Her half-snort, half-laugh met his ears and brought out his own smile. “Next time,” she swore as she rolled onto her side and into his waiting arms.
Curling up against him, her hand on his chest and her legs entwined with his, Moose thought, yeah, they were a pretty damn good fit, weren’t they. He could see more days ahead like this. He wouldn’t have any problem with that at all.
“I want you to wear my patch.”
The words were past his lips before Moose could think better of it. Both of them stiffened as if waiting for a bomb to go off.
“You uh…want me to…?”
Moose hated the hesitation and doubt in Angel’s voice. He was unable to open his eyes due to the sun blasting him with its blinding rays, but he could feel her head tilt back and felt her questioning eyes on him. Well, shit.
“Be my old lady, Mouse,” he said, aware of the—somewhat—demanding tone of his voice. “I need a good woman to stand behind me, and I’m thinkin’ that’s you.”
Despite the ninety degree weather and the eighty-percent humidity, Moose felt the heat of her anger hit him with the force of a tsunami.
Using his bare chest as leverage, Angel crushed his left lung as she pushed herself up. Moose held up an arm to shield his eyes from the sunlight, and what he saw in her face wasn’t encouraging.
“Kade, I appreciate the offer, and while I really like you and I love spending time with you, the last thing I’d ever do is make myself someone else’s property. No offense,” she apologized, her nose scrunching up.
Kade hadn’t expected her to say no. Hearing it come from her lips, he had to admit, that shit hurt. A lot. More than it should. Like lifting too heavy at the gym and tearing a muscle. He sat up, fighting back a grimace, and avoiding her gaze.
He couldn’t bring himself to look at her.
Clearing his throat, he found it odd that his voice felt tied up in his throat, too. In fact, the whole moment felt shockingly oppressive, and all he wanted to do was get the hell out of there. But they’d rode in together, and he couldn’t just drive off and leave her behind.
“No offense taken,” he said, somehow finding a steady voice. “I was just throwing it out there. Seeing what you’d say.” He rose to stand. “We should head back.”
The sun was starting to set. They were miles away from home. He didn’t like driving in the dark. Blah, blah, blah. All lies, he knew, but he needed some distance from her. The sooner, the better.
Angel’s eyes stayed on him, filled with concern, as she got to her feet. “Are you upset?”
“Why would I be?” he grunted as he started walking. The trail was short, thank God. It would only take a couple minutes to reach his bike. The ride back, with her pressed intimately against him, though, was going to be murder.
“You seem upset,” she observed as she followed behind him, hurrying to keep up with his longer strides.
