Page 63 of Saddles

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Page 63 of Saddles

But I pause, waiting for her.

She nods, clutching my neck.

I don’t push in, instead continue the spiral of movements, drawing deeper gasps and causing her hips to jerk with every pass.

Her entire body begins to tremble.

I’m tempted to increase the rhythm. No, I know better.

She’s so close, the mewling whine she makes as her nails dig into my arm is telling me she’s moments from exploding for me.

I might do the same.

“Are you ready, frosty? Show me how beautiful you are when you shatter.” I pin her to my side, pushing my tongue into the sweet nethers of her mouth as the cry builds in her chest.

Then I fill her with my fingers, curling them to hit that spot that pulls the scream from her.

Her shudders lift her from the mattress, locking my hand deep inside her spasming muscles.

Even in the poor light, I can see the flush running up her cheeks and feel the tension in her grip until the waves fade and she collapses onto the bed.

I let my touch fall from her slick embrace, and tug the covers up over her heaving breasts.

Before I settle next to her, I can’t help but sample my damp digits, stealing a taste.

“Fuck, Ford,” she says breathlessly. “I had no idea. I mean, I did, but…damn.” A lazy smile turns her lips before she snuggles into me and tries to sneak her hand down to my jeans.

“Nope, tonight was all about you.” I grab her wrist, then fold it across her belly, tightening her against my body.

I’m used to my dick aching. Tonight won’t kill me to keep it in my pants.

But it would ruin her if I chased my own desires.

Chapter 20

April

I must have won the battle some time during the night, because when I wake up, our legs are tangled so tightly, I don’t think I can move.

Not that I want to.

Who knew that in only a few days I’d get to the point of wanting to tell the world to go away and just hide in a cabin with a man I just met?

My dad would be so pissed.

Kinda makes me want to do it even more.

But that’s the wrong reason. I need to be a damn big girl and take care of my shit.

I’ll just hate doing it the whole time.

Maybe I can come back? School is out for the holiday break anyways.

“Y’all right? You’re grumbling.” He doesn’t open his eyes, his words emanating from deep in his chest.

“I don’t want to be an adult,” I whine.

He cracks one gray iris and looks down, raising his brow. “You’re already too young for this. Don’t make it weirder than it is.” The corner of his mouth turns up in a wry smile before he settles down against me, pulling me under his scruffy neck.