My hands brace the hay wall, my knees weaken, but he holds me up thrusting harder as he circles my clit. His simultaneous, relentless massaging and hitting that spot deep inside me again and again, fires orgasm through my inner thighs.
“I’m so close.” His lips are at my ear, and another shimmer of sensation erupts in my veins. “Come for me.”
The order triggers muscle memory. “Keep going,” I gasp. “That’s the spot…”
I’m bent forward, all my focus on his cock invading my soft parts. Suddenly aSlap!His palm stings against my backside, and I fly straight to the edge.
“Fuck,” I gasp, clenching, and he spanks me again, another firm smack of his hand exploding heat through my pelvis.
One more, and my orgasm breaks, drawing my insides tighter as a cry breaks from my lips.
He groans deeply, and I feel him break, his cock pulsing against my walls, and it shoots another burst of flames through my core.
“Oh, God, I’m coming again,” I whimper.
He holds each thrust a little longer, groaning as his orgasm shakes his pelvis against my ass.
Reaching up, I hold his neck as I ride out the pulses of my second, fast orgasm. Our bodies pull, thrusting, clinging in time like a dance. His hand on my breast squeezes, and he thumbs my tight nipple.
“You feel so fucking good.” His hot mouth is on my skin, kissing behind my ear.
Holding my eyes closed, I revel in the sensation of our bodies fused together, our breath slowly coming down as we embrace until the last pulse subsides.
The shriek of voices on the other side of the hay wall ends it all too soon. He releases me, turning me so I’m hidden by his body as he quickly disposes of the condom and fastens his jeans.
“Why can’t I stop fucking you?”
“Because we’re too good at it.” I can’t help laughing as I straighten my clothes.
I’m fizzy and happy.
“You’re going to get me fired.”
“I would never get you fired.”
My chin is lifted, and I look up at him as he looks down at me, a smile gentling his frustrated features. He’s so beautiful. I slide my fingers across the line of his cheek, lost in the fantasy of us together.
“Are you staying here for fall break?” His eyes travel from mine to my hair, to my lips.
“I don’t have any plans.” It’s true—I only have dreams of what I want to do and orders of what I must do.
“I promised to go back to Hamiltown and check on the estate, exercise the horses. No one will be there, and I was thinking…” Again his chin lifts, and the muscle in his jaw moves as if he’s struggling. “I’d like you to come with me.”
“Yes,” I answer so fast, a sexy smile curls his full lips.
“I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning—”
“Not at my dorm. Pick me up behind the psychology building. I’ll wait there out of sight.”
His lips tighten, and he nods. “Probably for the best.”
Rising on my toes, I kiss him again, and he softens, kissing me back, parting my mouth with his before his tongue slips in to taste me. As good as that fuck was, I instantly want him again.
“Re-re?” Ali calls, and I pull away.
“See you in the morning.”
As much as it hurts to leave him, I really don’t want to get him fired.