Page 145 of Our Scorching Summer


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“It’s my turn to ask the questions.” Lily looks at me through a wicked smile, still riding my dick. My mind is blank from retorts.

“How many times did you read my book?”

“You fucking brat,” I seethe.

I yank at the bind on my wrist, but can’t loosen the hold. Instead, I take my free hand and roughly grasp the ends of her braids, stretching her neck back.

“Answer me,” she growls.

“Twice.”

“Liar.”

“Three fucking times.”

She fights my grip on her strands and connects her eyes with mine. Lily’s hips don’t break for a moment. She keeps fucking my cock like it was made for her.

“Did you want to feel me last summer?” She steadies her palms on my chest.

“Every day we were together or apart.” I pull harder on her hair, and each of her claws breaks the skin on my legs, sending blissful bursts of pain up my neck as my balls clench with pain.

Her walls shudder around me, putting my inevitable climax on the brink.

“Was your fist wrapped around all nine inches of you?” She moans, fighting her own oncoming release. “Did you come thinking about me all those weekends on the beach?”

“So many times, pretty girl. I had my fist around my cock almost every fucking night last summer, thinking about how good it would be to see you come undone because of me.”

What I would give to feel all of her right now without a fucking condom, to fill her with my cum until the only thing she can manage to moan, think, feel, or taste is my name on her tongue.

“Do you like knowing that people can see me riding you, Nico?”

A carnal need spreads through my chest.

I look at Lily’s bouncing tits, each perfect nipple pebbled. How on earth did I get this fucking lucky?

“As much as I like knowing your book is about me.”

She struggles against the grip I have on her hair. Lily drops her forehead to mine, her motions growing more ragged. My free hand guides her hips into a steadier pace.

“This is much better than what I put into words,” she says.

“Admit it, Lily.” I instinctively reach my left hand toward her, but the leather and metal are practically stitched together. She sees my struggle and smiles through the crescendo of moans spilling out of her. “Admit you’ve wanted me for as long as I’ve wanted you. Admit you’re mine. Admit you belong to me.”

She tenses around me. I’m seconds away from losing myself inside her.

Lily spikes her nails into my flesh again. Her mouth attacks mine until I’m bruised from teeth. My cock buries itself deeper into her, hitting where she ends. She cries out.

I don’t think I’ve ever been this fucking hard.

“For fuck’s sake,” she curses into the space between us, her thighs crushing my legs as she steadies herself on my length.

“I’m at your mercy, Lily,” I promise. “You’re not going to lose yourself if you give in. You have me, and I’ve got you.”

That seems enough to unlock the hinge keeping her release shut away.

“It’s about you, every fucking word,” she says quietly enough that her voice could’ve been mistaken for a breeze.

But it’s enough for me.

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