Page 13 of Break Out

“So fuckin’ gorgeous,” he breathed.

I held his hand to me, waiting for him to pound into me.

His fingers played with my nipple. “Jade, you gotta ride me.”

I tilted my head back until it hit his shoulder. Our gazes caught in the dim room. I grabbed his neck and pulled his lips to mine.

He cut the kiss short. “You’ve never had it like this? Doggie-style meets reverse cowgirl?”

My teeth sunk into my lip. “No, but I’m a quick learner.”

His body jerked with a laugh, then he sank his teeth into the soft skin at the nape of my neck. “Damn right you are. Now ride.”

The way he said those two words. It wasn’t just bossy, it was as though he said those words frequently. Ocala wasn’t too far away, maybe he’d come to town on horse business. I forced my mind back to the moment, and rode him.

It was so freaking good, I screamed with pleasure. Turned out, Steel lied. He cared if other people heard my pleasure because he covered my mouth with his and swallowed my screams – like they were his and his alone.

Steel sauntered out of the bathroom, and I didn’t care if he saw me gawking at his tats. The problem was, he had so many I couldn’t focus on a single one before he moved out of the light. Not to mention, his thick cock hung between his legs and that stole my attention.

“You are something else, Simone.”

“I could say the same about you, Steel.”

He climbed under the covers and settled next to me. “I ought to give you the choice to go home right now.”

My brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”

He rolled to his side, propping his head in his hand. “That was intense fucking, baby. You might have had your fill and want to go home. But the thing is I’m not letting you go anywhere right now.”

I chuckled. “Why not?”

He grinned. “For one thing, it’s cold and rainy outside. Nobody needs to be out in that shit. For another, it’s just after midnight. I don’t give a damn if you live at those over-priced, pretentious apartments across the fuckin’ street, or across town, you aren’t goin’ home alone this late at night.”

I bit back my rejoinder of, ‘Okay, dad.’ Instead, I asked, “Is that all?”

His eyes raked my body. “No. The most important reason I’m not giving you a fuckin’ choice is because I’m not finished with you.”

I smiled my closed-lip smile as warmth swirled through my insides. “Good, because I’m not through with you either. Someone told me I’d get up close to his cock, and he’s yet to deliver.”

He made a low roaring sound, reached out and pulled me on top of him. I kissed him before he kissed me, but he took full control of it. Our tongues danced around each other, and it turned into a make-out session like no other.

I felt his hard cock poking against my leg. I dragged my lips along his jaw line. “Can I finally give you a blowjob?”

He gathered my hair in his hand, and tugged. I stared into his dark eyes. “You never have to ask me, baby. I’ll always take that sweet mouth on me, but first, give me another kiss.”

Chapter 3

Needled

Steel

My bladder woke me up at a quarter after three. I trudged to the toilet, wincing against the bright light.

I finished my business, washed my hands, and stepped out of the bathroom. I caught sight of Simone in the bed and I wished I had another condom. She was so fucking beautiful with her olive skin and that mane of hair spilling over her shoulder. I recalled gripping that hair tight while I railed her from behind.

Fuck.

I turned off the light so I didn’t stand here staring at her and getting hard – or harder. She had taught me something, though. I needed to find a woman who wasn’t in the MC life. A crazy-ass part of me wanted to drag her back to Augusta, but I knew better.

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