Page 19 of Tangled

Smack—my hips pummel her ass, her skin vibrating against my pelvis.

Pound—my dick reaches the very deepest depths of her pussy.

Thump—my heart rattles in my chest from the most grueling fuck of my life and the brutal intensity of this sexual encounter.

“Jesus Christ!” She screams as she comes apart beneath me again, the pure carnal expression on her face so passionate that I become entranced watching her lose control and race to join her at the finish line, filling up the condom with every drop of my cum until I can’t possibly have anything left.

I collapse on top of her, our heavy breathing and panting providing background noise to the deafening quiet surrounding us. We lie there for what seems like minutes, but in reality, it is only a few seconds before I push myself up on my forearms and gaze down at the woman beneath me.

The smallest smile graces her lips with her eyes still closed as she basks in the aftermath of our fuck-fest. And suddenly her eyes pop open and meet mine, the intense green and brown hue glowing in the outside light filtering inside.

We stare at each other for longer than deemed comfortable, her eyes bouncing back and forth between mine before she shakes her head and then moves to push me off of her.

“Oh, God, I needed that,” she says nervously, standing to search around frantically for her clothes.

I sit up on the couch and watch her, still stark naked and out of breath. The soft glow that highlights her curves lets me appreciate her body once more before I snap myself out of my ogling and join her on the hunt for my wardrobe. I pull off the condom and walk it over to the trash can in the kitchen before resuming my search.

“Yeah, no kidding. Looks like we both won tonight, huh?” I joke, locating my pants and underwear and pulling them on.

She pulls her tank top over her bare chest and then grabs a pair of shorts from a hamper sitting in a corner, pulling them up over her legs and onto her hips. The sight of her insane body covered up makes my dick slightly sad.

“Definitely. Well, uh… thank you, you know… for all the orgasms,” her eyes shy away from my face as she chuckles while looking around the room nervously, brushing her hair from her eyes. The woman looks thoroughly fucked and strikingly gorgeous.

I smile at her, enjoying how uncomfortable she seems after she screamed at the top of her lungs for me to fuck her as hard as possible. Sliding up next to her, I grab her hips and pull her to my body, tipping her chin up so her gaze meets mine.

“Tonight was fun, Red. I think we both needed that. Thanks for a good time and you’re welcome… for all the orgasms,” I whisper, pressing a light kiss to her lips. “I guess I’ll see ya around,” I say before walking away with my shirt in my hands and retrieving my keys from my pocket.

Reaching for the door handle, I turn the knob and prepare to leave, but something tells me to look back at this woman one more time.

Twisting around, I see her staring at me too. I can’t quite decipher her expression, but she offers me a sweet smile and then a small wave of her fingers.

“Have a good night, Garrison.”

“Night, Red.”

I turn on my heels and exit her place, shutting the door behind me and finding my way back to my truck.

The pleasant surprise I found tonight leaves me with a smirk on my face on my entire drive home.

I had fun. I feel alive for the first time in I don’t know how long.

And maybe it was from the redhead that lit a fire inside of me, bringing a part of me back to life that I didn’t realize I was missing.

Chapter 10

Olivia

“Please tell me you fucked the lumberjack!” Clara shouts into the phone the second I answer her call.

“Jesus, Clara. Stop shouting! Some of us are a little hungover this morning,” I mutter while opening my eyes for the first time since my head hit the pillow last night.

“Sorry, but I’m dying here. Perry and I leave to take care of Amy and when we come back, you’re talking to a man who looks like he just chopped down an entire forest, and then wanted to devour you for dinner. Forgive me, but I need to know what happened!”

I let out a long exhale, recalling every vivid detail of the night before in my mind.

Mr. Mysterious, or should I say Garrison, was the perfect way for me to wrap up the most life-changing week of my life—with life-changing sex.

I didn’t know there were men out there who looked like him, let alone, a man who could fuck like him too. The man was a God, owning my body with every brush of his tongue, lips, and fingers… and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t disappointed that it was only a one-time thing.

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