Page 28 of Pushing Limits


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“No.” Karina shakes her head at me as if I’ve offended her.

“I told you, she was a nice girl, a decent girl.” She wobbles her head at me.

“Why did you leave?”

“Because she decided she still wanted to take her photographs the next morning. She wanted to make an earlystart and since the guy who took us to the party was being a jerk, I called Zayne to pick us up.”

“Why Zayne?” I’m fully aware of the way I'm shooting questions at her now, but I’m eager to get to the truth.

“Because I can rely on him. Always have,” she tells me defensively.

“Anyway, he brought us home, she stayed here the night and left the next morning. She was heading for the lake I think, I told her it would be risky to go alone but she had a postcard picture of the view and wanted to shoot it for herself.”

“And that was it, the last you saw of her?”

“Yeah.” Karina nods with a haunting look in her eyes, I guess that’s a huge weight to carry.

“And why didn’t you go to the police when you found out she was missing?” Karina quickly drops her eyes from mine.

“Karina. Why?” I sense there’s something she doesn’t want to tell me.

“Because my dad told me not to,” she admits sadly.

I’m walking past the storage barn when a hand comes out of nowhere and drags me through the old wooden door.

“What the fuc—”

“Surprise,” Savannah whispers, her fingers already starting to undo my belt as she uses it to pull me toward the old Cadillac we got stored in the corner.

“You wanna… In here?” I question, the place is dusty and full of old crap.

“Why not?” She works fast to shimmy her jeans off her hips.

“I’m filthy.” I look down at myself, I’m covered in dust and dirt from tryin’ to catch some of the steers that strayed from the herd.

“Just how I like ya.” Her hands reach around me and cup my ass before she thrusts our bodies tighter together.

“You're crazy,” I laugh at her, wondering how she’s managed to instantly get me in a good mood. “Do you know Tate and Finn are right outside?”

“Better make it quick then,” she teases, circling her finger around the tip of my cock after she’s taken it out.

“Jesus Christ.” I shake my head and lift her off her feet. When I place her ass on the hood of the Cadillac, she rests back and looks up at me daringly as she spreads her legs wider.

“You just focus on being quiet.” I grip her thighs and pull her down to meet my cock, watching her mouth stretch open as I fill her all the way.

She looks so beautiful with my cock fully seated inside her, and that irritating smile that I’m actually starting to like remains on her face as I thrust in and out of her. I take her face in one of my hands and when she nuzzles into it, I slip my thumb between her lips and she sucks it seductively. Her pussy is clutching my cock so tight, I’m startin’ to worry this’ll be over too quickly.

She looks up at me, her eyes peering into mine and telling me that she feels it too. What we have is too intense to be dictated by rules, we’re gonna end up breaking them all, and each other. Her breaths are getting louder and harder for her to control, her pussy is soaked and feels like it was fuckin’ made for me. I can see she’s desperate to come so I lift my other hand from her thigh and wet my thumb with my tongue, rubbing it against her exposed clit and making her thrash and moan.

“Cole, I’m gonna come.” She looks up at me desperately. Panic on her face as her cheeks flush pink.

I nod my head, giving her permission because instinct tells me she needs it. Then twisting the hand I’m cradling her face with, I squeeze it over her mouth as I fuck her pussy harder. Her loud cry is muffled by my hand and that desperate look in her eyes gets overcome with pleasure. I can feel my heart beating out of my chest as my own climax comes and I quickly lean over her body, replacing my hand with my mouth and growling as I grip her wavy red hair tight in my fist and empty inside her.

“Told you I’d show you how to have some fun.” She giggles when we both get our breath back.

“So did Karina say why her dad told her not to tell anyone about the girl?” I ask, buckling my belt and taking in everything Savannah’s been telling me while she’s getting dressed.

It’s hard not to be distracted by how hot she looks after being fucked by me. She’s put her hair up in a messy bun, and knowing I have everything to do with the fact she looks so flustered gives me a real sense of satisfaction.

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