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The mattress shifts under my knees a second before he fills me with his cock. In unison, we gasp. And then he moves. Presses the palm of his free hand over my spine and fucks me like the world is on fire. His hips piston at breakneck speed while his finger pumps in and out of my ass. My fingers find my clit and rub vicious circles. His hand drifts up my spine, his fingers fisting the hair at the nape of my neck and yanking my head back.
“So fucking beautiful when I fuck you,” he growls out and I moan. “Look at you.” He leans in and licks up my spine. “Can’t get enough. Can you, firecracker?”
I circle my clit then move my hand down. Graze the base of his cock before taking his balls in my hand. “Never.” I roll his balls in my hand and he growls.
Skin slapping skin echoes off the walls. Sweat slicks my skin. The smell of him, of us, floats through the air. I peek over my shoulder, meet his heated gaze, and lick my bottom lip before pulling it between my teeth. His hand releases my hair, drifting until he palms my breast and he lifts me up. My back to his front, his hips and fingers slow.
“Kiss me.”
I obey, bringing my lips to his. Palming the back of his head, I deepen the kiss. A sting of pain shoots from my nipple as he rolls it between his fingers. My nails dig into his scalp. He frees my nipple, his hand roaming lower. Gasping, I break the kiss as his fingers find my clit and his hips move faster.
“This is mine.” His teeth clamp down on my shoulder.
I fist his hair. “Yes.”
He nips his way up my neck to my ear. “Say it,” he demands.
Fuck. I love this side of him.
“It’s yours.Iam yours.”
“Damn right you are.” His hips smack mine in a vicious rhythm. His finger in my ass is deep and curling while the fingers of his other hand circle my clit. “You’re close, aren’t you, firecracker?”
I tug his hair harder. “Yes,” I choke out. My breaths come in labored pants.
“Fucking love how I know.” He adds more pressure to my clit. Hits harder each time he bottoms out. “Like you were made for me.” He licks from the edge of my shoulder to the sensitive spot beneath my ear. “Come for me, firecracker.”
Heat builds at the base of my spine and snakes its way up my body. One more stroke of my clit and I shatter. He pulls his finger from my ass, grips my hip, and pounds me harder.
“All.”Thrust.“Fucking.”Slap.“Mine.”Pound.
His finger leaves my clit. Both hands clutch my hips and bruise them. His whole frame shaking as he comes inside me on a growl. I reach down and fondle his balls, causing his fingers to tighten further.
As he stills behind me, I push off him and spin around, his release dripping down the inside of my thighs. I take his face in my hands and kiss the hell out of him. His arms snake around my waist and he lowers me to the mattress.
“Waking up with you is never a bad day,” he whispers against my lips.
“Back atcha, Care Bear.”
Heat blankets my skin as the sun shines down from above. Fingers laced with Braydon’s, we trek the sidewalk from my apartment to the summer festival. Many of the shops have closed; several with tents at the event. Residents and tourists swarm the park at the heart of Main Street.
A local band plays a rock-bluegrass mix under the gazebo. Cheers erupt as game players win prizes. Temporary carnival rides whir and whistle as they fling riders in circles at high velocity. Children and adults stroll the promenade with flavored shaved ice, sliced fruit or frozen confections. The scent of batter-dipped fried foods catches on the breeze.
I peek up at Braydon behind tinted lenses. “What do you want to do first?”
He presses his lips to mine. “Rides before food.”
We ride the roller coaster and pirate ship—which doesn’t go upside down, thank god—followed by the Ferris wheel. Much as I love rides, I prefer the kind that doesn’t move from town to town. I’d rather drive hours to an amusement park than risk my life. I want to have fun, but not at the expense of my life.
As we exit the Ferris wheel car, I tell Braydon I’m good with not doing any other rides.
“How about a few games before we check out the vendors and food?”
I hook my arm in his. “Sounds perfect.”
We toss baseballs at bottles. Braydon looks to the sky and groans when I knock all mine down before him. I dance in victory as the attendant hands me a small stuffed dog. Braydon laughs and wraps his arm around my shoulders.
We skip the goldfish ring toss and step up to the basketball game. I make the first two baskets but miss the last three. Braydon gets all five and sticks his tongue out at me. His reward is a sparkly stuffed unicorn. He hugs it to his chest like it’s his new favorite keepsake and I snort-laugh.
