Page 28 of Dangerous Strokes


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“I feel like I need to thank you.”

“I think I’m supposed to do the thanking, little witch. And the apologizing.”

I slowly pull out of her, do up my jeans and rise, before I pull her up to her feet.

“You already said you were sorry, before…” she says with a confused smile, “but I’m not sure why.”

“Because I couldn’t wait. I didn’t give you something better, softer, at least in a house.”

She laughs, that damn birdsong filling my ears again.

“You gave me exactly what I wanted. Everything I needed.”

Those words would get me hard again if I wasn’t still halfway there. But suddenly it dawns on me what an idiot I’ve just been.

“Oh, Annika. Shit, I… fuck! In the heat of the moment, I completely forgot about a condom. I promise I’m clean, but… I’m so sorry.”

She raises her eyebrows with a thoughtful look.

“I forgot too. Don’t worry, I have an IUD, and considering I haven’t had sex in over eight months, I’m clean too.”

She laughs, but in typical man style, all I focus on is that she hasn’t touched a man in that long. It strangely makes me feel good that I was the one to break her dry spell. Like she chose me specifically. How peculiar.

“But now that you said that… umm… your c—you are dripping down my legs. And this storm is getting a bit scary now.”

It’s my turn to laugh, but knowing that my cum is rubbing between her thighs makes me want to do some dirty things that might delay us even further.

But we’reactuallydirty, our clothes caked in mud.

“Let’s go to the house.”

She takes the lead, and we walk through the thick storm, and I can’t help but wonder what’s happening with my small boat right now. I can hear the waves from here, even though we’re almost in the middle of the island. I didn’t even think to have a look at the weather forecast. It might have been a mistake, but I guess we’ll find out.

When the house comes into view between the trees, I thank the gods, because I’ve been walking behind this woman, watching her ass cheeks peek from between the rip in her leggings, and I need to be close to her. I want to wash myself and touch every single bit of her body, stroke, and lick, I want it all.

We burst through the door, shutting it behind us as the rain threatens to soak the inside. I don’t know where my brother and Hanna are. They might already be inside, so we need to hurry before they see Annika with her ripped clothes.

“Bathroom.” I can’t seem to form any other words.

I follow as she leads me through the house, and I’m learning what tunnel vision is, because I could be anywhere right now, in a crowd, in a damn dungeon, literally anywhere, and I wouldn’t even notice.

All I see is her.

When the resemblance of a shower enclosure blurs behind her, I reach for the door I just passed and slam it behind me. I don’t wait. I lean in slightly, wrapping an arm under her ass, lifting her to me as she wraps her legs around me, and presses her lips to mine.

I walk in the shower, blindly reaching for something to turn on the water. When I finally find it, the first spray comes out cold, but it doesn’t deter us. We only break the kiss when our muddy, soaked clothes are too much of a barrier, and we all but rip them off each other. Then we wash the mud off our bodies with such speed, you’d think we were about to win a damn prize.

I guess we are.

“I played your game, little witch,” I say, pausing as I take a hard, deep breath. “Now it’s your turn to play mine.”

She smiles at me, but the sheepish expression turns wicked as she drops to her knees before me, and I don’t have time to process before her hand is at the base of my cock and the tip of me hits the back of her throat. I’m seeing stars and almost choke on my own spit.

“Fuck… Annika.”

Who am I kidding? This is still her game. And I don’t think I’ll ever stop playing it.

She sucks me slow and deep, her small hand following her lips as her tongue licks the underside of my cock. I’m going to burst right here. It’s torture. Slow, grueling, delicious torture, and I would take it to the very end if I didn’t want to be deep inside of her.

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