“Look at me. I want to see you when you come.” I force my eyes open, and they’re slow to focus when he says, “I’m right here with you. So goddamn close, too. Christ, all I wanted to do after the game was take a hot shower and whack off as I thought about putting my cock in you, but then Skype… Fuck….” His voice falls off as his hands work faster, and his shameless grunts push me to the edge.
“I want you so much, I might make a mess of your sweet cunt,” he growls. “Might mess you up real good next time.”
If you’re not careful, Jules, he’s going to mess up your heart.
I push that thought aside, wanting only to concentrate on his face and words as I tumble over. “Yeah…” I murmur my hips coming off the bed as my orgasm takes shape and grips me hard.
“I might not be able to go slow and easy,” he warns in a gruff voice.
“Who says I want that?” I say, deciding here and now, I want to experience everything with this man.
“You want me to take you hard and fast, baby?”
“You took such good care of me, Rider. Maybe I want to do something for you now.”
“Yeah? Like what?”
“Maybe I’ll wear a short skirt with no panties, and I’ll bend over this bed, and let you take what you want.”
“Motherfucker,” he curses and lets loose a loud grunt. I grin, loving how I get to him. “I’m dead,” he adds.
Talking dirty to him, and seeing his heated reactions, pushes me over the edge. My entire body quakes, almost violently, and I work my finger inside myself as my orgasm takes over. I gasp, and come and come some more, my entire body a hot mess, my sex muscles gripping my finger hard as I quiver helplessly on the bed.
“Rider,” I call out, and pant as pleasure pulses through me, a deep throbbing wave of relief that drains every bit of tension from my body.
“Yes,” he growls and his hand stills as he shoots cum all over his hard stomach. It fills the grooves, and drips down his sides.
“My God,” I murmur, my mouth thirsting for a taste of him as my limbs turn to rubber. We both go quiet for a long time, lost in bliss, but our eyes never leave our phones. A comfortable silence arcs between us and his lids briefly fall shut. When they open again, he smiles at me.
“Feel good, babe?”
“Yeah, you?” I ask, my breathing changing to a slow easy rhythm as sleep pulls at me.
“Yeah, but we’re both going to feel a whole lot better when I get home and bend you over that bed.”
My heart leaps with excitement, eager to do everything with this man except fall for him. Yeah, that’s out of the question and not going to happen in a bazillion years. I can’t let it because I can’t give more than this.
Right?
9
Rider
I try not to fidget with my ball cap, try not to take it off and put it back on again as I sit beside Kane, who seems in no hurry to put the pedal to the metal and get us the hell home. I might have slept well last night after Skyping with Jules, but this afternoon, I’m in a hurry to see her, get my hands on her—up close and in person this time. Unfortunately, that will have to wait a little while longer. Last night before we ended our call, she mentioned that she was filling in for someone, a long twelve-hour
shift. But tonight…oh tonight the things I plan to do with her once I get her in my grasp.
“What’s the matter with you?” Kane asks, casting me a sidelong glance as he adjusts the volume on the radio.
“Nothing.” I stare out the window, watch the road signs fly by. “Just tired.”
“You don’t look tired.” He lifts his paper cup from the console and takes a drink. I’ve already downed my coffee, and it’s fueling my anxiousness. “You look wired.”
“I’m fine.”
“Plans for tonight?”
“Not really. Probably just hang out with Jules. Maybe grab a bite to eat.” Yeah, I plan to put all kinds of goodness into my mouth tonight. Starting with her gorgeous breasts. My dick comes to life at that thought, and I shift. No need for my brother to see my boner. Nope, no need for that at all.