Page 39 of Shattered

This, right here, reminds me of our night behind the club. The way he could go from cute boy-next-door to the dark, sexy, demanding predator at the flip of a switch.

His hot lips trail down my neck while his hands get busy pushing my oversized t-shirt up my thighs, revealing my hot pink panties. His hand runs over my sex and it sends a chill through me. “You’re soaking your panties, beautiful.” He tugs them down my legs. “Let’s just get rid of these.”

The moment they are pulled off, his mouth finds me. His tongue runs across my slit, over the hard nub, making me buck with pleasure. My hand tangles in his hair, not allowing him to move.

He lets out a small laugh, his breath blowing across the wet junction between my legs, and it only makes me want him more.

His big hands wrap around my thighs while he doubles his efforts. The tent fills with the sounds of my heavy breathing and the sounds of him licking and sucking my clit into his mouth. Just as I’m about to let my release go, he thrusts into me, making me come undone around him. Every muscle tightens with my orgasm. I’m squeezing him so hard he can barely move inside of me. He pulls out all he can before pushing back in.

Pure ecstasy has been released inside of me. I don’t think anything of it when I roll him over and take my place on top of him. My fingers are splayed out across his shirtless chest as I ride every inch of him. He fits me perfectly, stretching just enough to add a little pain, but in a good way.

I open my eyes to see his face contorted with pleasure. His brows are pulled together and he’s biting his bottom lip. His hands hold me by my thighs as he lifts me up and pulls me back down as hard and quickly as he can.

My head falls back as my lips part with a loud moan. My eyes flutter closed. I’m no longer in control of my body. It’s pure primal now. I shatter into a million pieces as he lets out a groan and fills me with my muscles clenching around him.

I feel him shudder inside of me before I slide off of him, to his side. I rest my head against his chest, listening as his breathing and heart go crazy for me.

“I’m sorry I didn’t last long. When you rolled me over and rode my dick, I was about to come right then.”

I giggle from hearing his words. “I’m glad I finally pushed you to break.”

He rolls to cover my body with his as he looks deeply into my eyes. “I’ve been broken for a long time, princess. I fucking shattered when I met you.” His lips crash against mine again, and before I know it, he’s back inside of me, breaking me to pieces and putting them back together.

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I wake in the early morning with my back aching. I open my eyes to the sun filled tent and groan. Why did I think camping was a good idea?

I reach for River but he’s gone. I sit up, pulling on my clothes, and step out. He’s up moving around the campsite, packing things away while cooking something over the fire.

“Good morning.” He places a kiss on my forehead.

“What are you cooking? And do you have any coffee?” I ask, blocking the sun from my eyes as I watch him move around with more energy than anyone should have at this ungodly hour.

“Eggs and bacon, and yes, there is coffee.”

I sit down on a big rock next to the fire pit. “Where’d you get coffee?”

“They have a concession stand.” He hands me a paper cup before plopping down beside me. He picks up a spatula and uses it to flip the eggs.

“How do you know so much about camping and cooking like this if you never went as a kid?” I take a sip of my coffee, attempting to wake up.

He looks at me with a wicked gleam in his eyes. “I can only tell you if you cross something off your list.”

I scoff. “Like what? What can I cross off right here in the middle of the woods?”

“Go skinny dipping.”

Fuck, I forgot that was on there. I look around at the tents that are fairly close to ours, but it’s so early, nobody is up yet.

I stand without argument and pull my shirt over my head.

“Really? You’re just going to do it without a fight?”

I toss the shirt in his face. “It’s too early to argue.” As I walk down the bank, I wiggle out of my shorts and panties. He stands from his spot by the fire and watches with a big grin covering his face.

I rush into the cool water and as soon as I’m deep enough, jump below the surface. The cold water helps to cool my overheated body that’s burning with embarrassment. I swim underwater until I can no longer hold my breath. I break the surface, panting for much needed oxygen.

I swim back to shore, watching him the whole way. He hasn’t moved a muscle.

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