Page 21 of Falling Double: The Mating Grounds

My mouth goes dry, and my gaze locks onto his. “Excuse me? Repeat that?”

“You heard me, Dom,” he teases.

I feel my cheeks heat, and I realize just how close my face is to his crotch right now. His crotch I told him to “take care of” that day in the shower.

“I’ve thought about it a lot too,” I whisper, trying to tamp down my growing need for him. Just talking about it brings back memories of his lean, muscled body and those hidden hands.

Gods, now I’m just fantasizing about him jerking himself.

“Is that right?” he asks, slowly sliding out from under me and pulling me up to stand.

“Yes.”

“Well, I never…” he teases. “Seems like we should do something about that then, huh?”

“It’s the middle of the day. Everyone’s inside. Now’s not a good time!” I protest. Pulling my wrist from his grip as he tries to lead me away.

“Good point.” He looks around, then smiles widely. “New plan.” He puts his arm around my waist and leads me away from the house, toward the path that runs around the compound.

“Reid…”

“Dom…” he replies with a promising look and a raised eyebrow.

“Where are we going?”

“Just trust me, okay?”

He leads me down the path until a slight break in the trees appears, which he promptly disappears into. I pause, and he reaches his hand back through the foliage to pull me through.

An adorable little clearing takes shape.

“How did you know about this?” I ask, shocked.

“A man has to have his own quiet place for coffee and contemplation, you know,” he replies, amused.

“I can’t believe you kept this a secret from us all this whole time!”

“Well, for a while there, I didn’t know if I wanted to share it with anyone. And now, I’m glad I didn’t, so I can do this.” He spins me in his arms until my back bumps his chest. Then, before I can even register what’s happening, we are on the ground on all fours, and my pants are down around my knees.

I feel him unzip his pants against my ass, and I take a deep shuddering breath.

Holy shit. This is really happening.

“Reid!” I cry out, shocked at the turn of events in the last five minutes.

“Dom,” he replies. “Tell me to stop, and I’ll stop.”

I don’t say a word.

“That’s what I thought,” he murmurs, reaching down between my legs to feel for my entrance. “Naughty, naughty. Already good and wet for me, darling. Do you like when I take charge?”

“Yes,” I grit out as he runs his fingers back and forth across my clit, driving me insane with tension.

“Good,” he grunts out as he thrusts into me unexpectedly. My back bows with the sudden pressure, and I push back against him, leaning into it. “Very good,” he says, his voice noticeably tight as he starts to move inside me.

I throw my head back, determined to ride him out, letting him rut into me with those long hard thrusts. When I can’t seem to wait any longer, and the tension becomes unbearable, I shove back against him, harder and harder. Our bodies collide with a slapping sound, and we breathe raggedly in the quiet of the clearing.

He reaches forward and grabs my breasts, pulling me back until we are both upright, on our knees. He plays with my nipples, pinching them lightly. I turn my head and kiss him, slowly, passionately, while he continues shoving his cock deep within me at a dizzying pace. The stimulation from all angles crests in a great wave, and I can’t hold it back any longer.

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