Page 67 of Blue-Eyed Hero


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He pinned her against the car, his mouth dragging down her neck and sucking at the crook. A moan echoed around him as she shifted, pressing into his growing erection. She rocked against him, shooting a raging desire through him. A frenzied desperation took over. He needed her. Needed her now.

Impatience settled into his bones and he scooped her up, her legs immediately wrapping around him, her heels digging into his ass. Long strides took him to the door, and he fumbled with the locks and alarm while Allison continued to torture him with sensual strokes of her tongue against his heated skin.

Once the door was open, he flung it shut, trapping Allison between the hardwood and his body. Her fingers trailed his shirt, yanking at the hem before he separated slightly and let her rip his shirt over his head.

“Better,” she said, running her fingers down his chest as her mouth found his again.

Last time he managed to control himself enough to get them to the bedroom, this time control was lost. He was lucky he got them in the house.

He dipped his head, trailing his mouth to the low cut of her shirt and following the rise of her perfect mounds. His fingers itched to touch her, sliding up her curves and yanking her shirt down to reveal a white lace bra.

White was the sign of innocence, but there was nothing innocent about Allison. She was a minx, who took what she wanted, and he would give her whatever she desired.

Her body arched, pressing her tit toward his mouth. He ripped the white lace away and slashed his tongue across her beaded nipple. A cry tore from her mouth, her hands grabbing at his hair, holding him there. He swirled his tongue, nipping and sucking. Allison’s hold tightened, little bursts of pain throbbing in his scalp.

The button on her shorts popped open with a flick of his fingers, and he yanked at the zipper. His hands dipped inside, pulling the material over the round curve of her ass.

Her legs unwrapped from around his waist, and he lowered her to the ground. She kicked her shorts across the room, and her hands fumbled for his belt. With a grunt, she yanked the belt free, undid his zipper, and shoved his pants to the floor.

She reached for him, wrapping her arms around his neck and hoisting herself up his body. He held her, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass.

“I need you now,” she said against his mouth. “I’m on the pill and clean.”

“I’m clean.”

“Good, I can’t wait. Please.” Her words were a plea, the desperation sinking into his heart. For a second, he stood there, looking deep into those whisky-colored eyes, wondering how the hell in the world did he get so lucky to have his dream girl in his arms.

She was a pain in his ass, drove him absolutely insane, but he would take that any day over someone who didn’t challenge him. Someone who didn’t stand up for herself. He loved her mouth even if she never shut it. Loved that she was unapologetically herself.

He’d been a broken man for so long, but whenever Allison was near, he didn’t feel so damaged. It was as if just being near her helped fuse the pieces of his ragged soul back together. He had no idea what was going to happen next. They had threats and his past that he no longer could hide from. But he didn’t want to hide anymore. He wanted to be free of the burden, so he could love Allison the way she deserved.

She traced her fingers along his face. “What are you waiting for?” A smile quirked at the corner of her lip, and the frenzied desire slammed into him.

He hoisted her leg higher and swiped a finger through her folds to make sure she was ready. Wetness coated his pointer, and he positioned himself at her center. He kissed her, pouring every ounce of himself into the kiss, showing her how much he needed her because words were never his thing.

She kissed him back with the same intensity, swiping her tongue across his lip and coercing her way to find his. She was a force to be reckoned with, and she was his.

Their tongues met in an erotic swirl of give and take, and when a moan slipped from her lips, mumbling against his mouth, he thrust into her.

White lights exploded behind his eyelids as he sunk deep into the silky sweet heaven that was Allison. Her hands grabbed at his neck as if she was trying to forge them into one. He held her against the wall, thrusting in and out.

Her slick walls tightened, and the little control he managed to contain exploded. His grip constricted, squeezing her ass as he pounded into her.

“Oh Reid,” Allison cried out, her arms wrapping tightly around his neck, holding on, as he lost himself in her completely. “Harder,” she begged, and the animal inside of him roared to life. He let go of her ass, and she slid down his body. He spun her around, planting her hands on the door. His fingers tangled in her hair, pulling her head to him as he kissed her neck.

“Don’t ask for what you don’t want,” he said.

“I want it,” she whimpered. “All of it. Fuck me hard, Reid.”

With his foot, he kicked her legs apart, pressed her back until her ass arched in all its beautiful perfection. He slapped her cheek, and she let out a squeak that spun into a needy moan.

He grabbed his swollen cock and placed it at her entrance, swiping the engorged head through her wetness. God, he wasn’t even inside her, and she felt fucking amazing. A need so reckless and impatient slammed into him.

He drove into her, sinking deep into her heat. Her two perfect tits bounced with the movement. He took them in his hands and pounded into her, losing himself to the softness of her skin.

She was all curves and angles, and he wanted to touch every one, kiss every inch of her. His head dipped, kissing that spot on her neck she loved so much. She cried out, pushing back into him and taking every bit of him.

“Fuck, Allison. I’m not going to last much longer.”

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