Slam by Holly S. Roberts

Author:Holly S. Roberts [Roberts, Holly S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Goodreads: 24035927
Publisher: Bad Luck Publishing
Published: 2015-01-27T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

Brack’s mouth stayed glued to mine as he lowered my legs to the floor. He pushed my shorts to my ankles and I kicked them over my shoes to the floor. The only thing he took the time to do properly was lay my holstered gun down gently. His pants made it to his hips before he hoisted me back up and I locked my legs around him again. He gave a hard forward thrust pushing his cock deep inside me. I wished we’d taken the time to remove our shirts, but a moment later I didn’t give a damn. His hands cupped my ass and spread my cheeks as two fingers entered my asshole. It burned and so did his cock. The last thing I was thinking about when we entered the hut was sex and my exhausted body was a little slow on the uptake. He slowed his thrust until my juices allowed him to glide smoothly.

“Harder,” I cried. His mouth claimed mine again and we waged war with tongue and teeth. I swear he had better never cut his hair. My fingers tangled in the sweaty locks and pulled as I rode the steam engine called Brack Jacobs.

My orgasm didn’t build, it exploded. I cried into his mouth and he backed off enough to bite my lower lip. It hurt. His fingers pushed deeper into my ass spreading me. That hurt, too. The pain was delicious. His thrusts accelerated and as I came down from my orgasm high, Brack blasted into me. I clenched my pussy muscles. I was entirely too sensitive, but some basic instinct craved Brack’s cum deep within me.

I loosened my grip on his hair, wrapping my arms around his neck. He didn’t pull out or put me down. Buried deep inside me, he walked into the bathroom, bent slightly, and turned on the water in the shower. He had to set me down so he could remove his pants, shoes, and shirt. I whipped my tee over my head, kicked off my shoes, and stepped into the shower. He joined me a minute later. Without words, we washed each other. I have no idea why we both remained quiet. Hell, I didn’t know why he fucked me as soon as we entered the hut.

When we were clean, he pulled my back against his chest resting his chin on my shoulder. “I didn’t like him touching you,” he grumbled.

So that was it. I wanted to laugh in pure joy. I’d noticed his changing demeanor as the knife lesson commenced, though it never occurred to me that jealousy played a part. I should be running in the opposite direction as fast as possible. I never stuck around if a hot tryst turned into something more. It wasn’t my style. I didn’t take chances with someone getting between me and my goals. For some reason, Brack’s honesty put a warm fuzzy feeling in my belly.

I refused to dwell on it. I’d much rather enjoy his slick fingers skimming across my flesh.

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