Page 117 of Ringer's Freedom


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I raise my leg back over his lap and settle down, causing my bare ass to rub against his jeaned thighs.

I let out a gasp as Ringer rubs and squeezes the flesh of my legs, moaning at the contrast of his grease stained hands against my pale skin. Iloveit.

Using one hand, he pinches my chin to guide my gaze back to his. Using that same hand, he brings his thumb to his mouth, and I’m captivated as I watch him gather saliva on the digit. A moment later, my eyes fall closed at the electrifying feel of his strong thumb pressing against my sensitive clit.

“Look at me,” his gruff voice commands, and I pry my eyes back open. Biting his bottom lip, he watches me with so much intensity that I crumble under his stare. I shiver as he rubs his thumb in perfect, synchronous rhythm between my folds. His eyelids drop, and he flips his hand so he’s able to push two glorious fingers inside me.

Fuck.

My eyes flutter closed. There’s no way in hell I can keep them open now. I drop my head back and let out a feral moan as his fingers hook inside me, and he starts to move.

“Fffuck!”

“Shit, babe. Hang on.”

Ringer quickly slides me off his lap and grabs a remote from the workbench. He points it towards the stereo system.When Worlds Collidebegins to blare through the speakers. Without another breath, he is back with me, pulling me onto his lap.

Using his free hand, he guides my mouth back to his. “Now you can be as loud as you fucking want.”

Just as he speaks his last word, he hooks his fingers back inside me, eliciting a blood-curdling scream to erupt from my throat as my body gives me no warning before I come all over his hand. “Shit,” I groan.

Ringer doesn’t stop there and starts to rub circles against my clit. My leg starts to shake, and I use all of my strength to force his hand away. He doesn’t give me any time to catch my breath before switching gears and running the tip of his cock along my slit. He glides along my opening, wasting no time before slamming home, causing my eyes to roll to the back of my head.

He groans against my neck. “Fuck, I love being inside you.”

“I feel so full.”

“Full of me, Princess.”

“Fuck me, Ringer.”

His chest vibrates against mine from his chuckle. “You don’t have to tell me twice.”

I let out a yelp as Ringer stands from the small bench. I hold on for dear life as he spins us, squatting down and as he presses my back to it. The position creates an entirely new sensation within me. If I felt full before, fuck. Now I feel like I amoverflowing.

Once Ringer is confident that I’m secure in our position, he pushes my legs apart and holds them at his shoulders. This position gives me the new advantage of being able to see all of him.

His shirt is ridden up, and the delicious muscles of his lower stomach peek out at me. I have an intense urge to bite him there.

I make a mental note to do that later.

Propping one of my legs on his shoulder, he brings his fingers back to my center, expertly drawing circles around the sensitive nub.

“Can you come for me again, Princess?”

I shake my head, too overcome by all of the intense stimulation surrounding us.

Any second now my dad could storm through the garage door from his kitchen. He could be wondering why the music is so loud. Between the blasting music, the fear of being caught, and the tantalizing things Ringer is doing to me, my senses are in overdrive. I feel like I could explode at any second.

“Give it to me, Princess.”

I shake my head harder, letting out a shuddering moan as he switches his angle and, if it’s possible, fucks me deeper.

Ringer cocks his head, eyeing me through his long lashes. “Are you saying I can’t make you come?”

I bite my lip and shake my head again. I know damn well he now sees it as a challenge.

Grabbing under my armpits, he picks me up. I throw my arms around his neck and lock my legs around his back just in time for him to slam my back against the wall.

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