Page 9 of Summer with a Ranger

“I said a lot of things, princess, and I can make love like any man, but I’ve also wanted to fuck you since you first threw your towel down next to mine on the beach.” I slammed home, her cry and the way she strangled my cock with her pretty slicked pussy rocking me deeper, just like she begged. “Wish granted.” I bottomed out, stroking her hair back from her face as I stilled. “You okay, Skye?” I pulled her out of her reverie somewhat.

“Yeah,” she whispered, shuddering a little. “Go slow and– and deep for a second.” Her eyelashes fluttered, mirroring the way she clamped down on me.

My instinct was to screw her hard and fast, but the girl knew what she wanted, and I was only starting to learn what she needed. Rocking deeper into her, I cupped the back of her head, holding our mouths together so we shared each frantic breath, pushing deeper into her like she asked.

Maybe a little rougher.

Her hands gripping my shoulders, she leveraged herself against me, meeting every thrust, both legs wrapped around me. Her first cry lit my soul on fire as she fucked herself on me, and when she faltered, I took over, driving deeper and not stopping, not even when she cried out, shivering in my arms. Damp strands clung to her face. I swept them out of the way so I could lick her throat, sucking and nibbling.

“Perfect, so fucking perfect.” I soothed her with gentle kisses, slowing a little as she gazed up at me like I was nothing she’d ever seen before. “Don’t let anyone ever tell you otherwise.”

I kissed her long and slow, matching my thrusts to the rhythm we set together, showing her what beach love should feel like.

Skye came for me twice more before my spine tingled, signalling the end of my front row seat to watch her shatter around me again and again.

“So beautiful,” I murmured, kissing her as I drove into her harder.

Skye’s body tensed, and, already recognizing her reaction, I dug my fingers into her ass cheeks and slammed myself home, bellowing my release that mingled with hers.

I dropped my head to her shoulder and gathered her into my arms, the ocean lapping the shore outside the only sound that intruded on our peace.

CHAPTER FOUR

HUDSON

“It looks good.” I tallied up the collection of baggies in my possession filled with thousands of dollars of street value and held out my hand. “Be back next month.”

Tag shook greasily, and I wished I hadn’t extended the favour.

“You’ll be back faster than that,” Angel huffed from his accounting pile. “Shit sells faster than fresh buds.”

“Whatever.” I breathed slow, controlled, and hopefully not too deep. Nearly done.

All that was left was to head back to Texas without being arrested, though I got the impression from Archer that the badge in my glove compartment would cover my ass back across the border.

That was all I had to achieve... that, and say goodbye to Skye.

I left her in her bed before I crawled back to my room and changed, trying to get my head around the job and out of her pussy. Because that’s where my mouth had been when I realised I needed to move my ass. Waiting for her orgasm to crest, I licked her soothingly, tonging her swollen pussy lips from our frantic fuck sessions the night before.

Neither of us got much sleep, and I didn’t relish pulling an all nighter in time to haul my ass in front of Archer first thing tomorrow. I wouldn’t look fresh, but that was another thing I got about him. In this sort of job I didn’t need to be, at least not first thing or the job I was sent to do wasn’t done right.

“Thanks, man,” I said to no one, tucking the baggies into my jeans and shooting a wave over my shoulder.

No one objected to my leaving, so I figured Agel would probably pocket the extra two hundred in the stacks later without telling his boss of the little bonus.

It was good to have a man in your pocket on the other side, especially when part of me wondered that I wouldn't be sent back across the border if I earned that badge the way I hoped.

I slipped back into my room and found Skye sitting on my bed. “What are you doing in here?” My words came out harsh and I winced. “Sorry, I was...”

“Doing man shit. I remember.” She looked at me through a curtain of glossy blonde waves. “And I remember falling asleep after you made me come, and eating my breakfast alone.” She pouted, taking the sting out of her words.

I exhaled through my nose. “Yeah. Sorry about that.” I headed for my luggage and knew there was no way she wasn’t going to see the drugs I had to take back to fulfil my agreement with Archer. To prove my worth.

Shit.

“You wanna go get something else? Coffees? My treat.” I offered, pulling cash out of my pocket.

She eyed the wad and shook her head. “Nope. I’m all packed and ready to go. Just gotta find a bus that suits my timetable.”

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