15
CONNOR
"We should head back,"I said, hating everything about the idea.
The taste of Leah and Riley lingered on my lips. The sound of her moans as she came. His mouth sucking her nipple. They echoed through my brain over and over on a continuous loop.
I should have recorded them so I could listen to them again. Better yet, we could recreate it as soon as possible. I wanted to know how many times we could make her come before she was completely boneless. And I desperately wanted to slide inside her and come, fill her with my release. I wanted to watch Riley do the same. Pumping into her before he orgasmed inside her body.
My dick hard, I pulled Leah to me and crushed my mouth against hers before saying, "You're riding with me on the way down."
I expected her to argue, as usual, but she didn't. I couldn't discount the possibility she thought we'd leave her up here if she decided to be difficult. We wouldn't, but we'd absolutely pretend to. On the other hand, maybe we should. I wasn't doing a good job living up to my asshole reputation. I'd have to work on that, but not today.
"Eat my dust." Riley kissed her quickly, then raced over to his quad, vaulted onto it and roared away. Not the way we'd come.
"Where is he going?" Leah squinted after him. Her body stiffened like she wasn't sure if she wanted to get back on and go the way he'd disappeared. Like it was safer to stand still and watch the dust settle.
It was, but we weren't here to be safe. We were here to show her one of the most incredible places in the world. Places few people knew about. We were here to show a wilder side of life she'd never seen before. And we were here for her to learn her body belonged to us. We'd be the ones to make her come. It wouldn't be long before she understood that. Before she'd be begging both of us to fuck her.
I grinned. "The way down. It's even more fun than the way up." I all but pushed her back onto the bike, climbed up in front of her, and gave chase. Leaving the stunning view behind and heading into the trees.
The track we rode down was barely that. It was wide enough to fit the bikes, but we frequently had to duck under the branches and swerve around fallen logs. While the track up was relatively smooth, this was rough as fuck, making for a bumpy ride that had me grinning the whole time.
Leah clung to me like her life depended on it. At this speed, maybe it did.
"This is crazy!" she shouted, but she laughed while she said it.
Yeah, Miss Straight Laced city girl was as much an adrenaline junkie as Riley and me. They usually were. Lipstick and stilettos on the outside, wild on the inside. Begging for that part of them to be unlocked. I was happy to be the key. Hell, I was happy to tear off the padlock and throw it away. Life was too fucking short to live in fear, suppressing any part of ourselves. Any day I didn't take a risk was a wasted day.
"You ain't seen nothing yet," I called out over my shoulder.
"What are you—" She squealed as we drove right through a stream that crossed the track. It exploded in a burst of water that drenched our legs before the rush of air started to dry them again.
"That was cold!" she shouted.
My blood was so hot, I barely felt the drop in temperature. I wouldn't have cared anyway. I liked the cold, almost as much as I liked the heat. If it was extreme, I was here for it.
I laughed. "Wait until it's snowing up here." The ice made it slippery as hell and dangerous, but that was part of the fun. If we weren't taking risks, were we really living?
I'd already come to terms with the fact I'd probably die doing something stupid, why bother fighting it?
"You're insane," she said.
I couldn't see her, but I was sure she was shaking her head at me.
"Haven't you heard? All the best people are," I called back.
She laughed. "If you say so."
She wasn't convinced I was one of the best people, or even close to it. I shouldn't care if she never believed it, but I did. The moment I saw her, I wanted to sink my dick into her pussy. I wanted to fuck her, and for her to then fuck off back to the city.
Now… I was starting to like the woman. I liked the way she stood up to me. I liked the way her eyes darkened when I called her good girl. I didn't want to admit it, but I was starting to feel like she belonged in Aurora Hollow. Not just to me and Riley, but as a part of the town. It almost felt like she'd always been there.
I had to remind myself she hadn't, and at some point she'd want to pack up and go back to the city. I'd let my cock get attached to her, but not my heart. When she left, I'd find someone else to fuck. Someone else to share with Riley. Someother willing, wet pussy. Or a series of weekenders. Whatever it took to forget her.
No way was I going to admit that thought hurt. Not a fucking chance. She was gorgeous, but I couldn't let her get under my skin.
Wouldn't admit she already had.
