Page 53 of High Frequency

Slowly he lowers his hips in the cradle of mine, and I feel the crown of his cock brush me, as he makes room for himself. Then he moves my arms above my head and holds them pinned there.

“Wrap your legs around me, and hold on. This’ll be fast and furious,” he grumbles.

The next moment he steals all my air as he aims true and fills my body.

“You gotta breathe, baby,” he reminds me.

I take in a deep breath, and—as if he was waiting for my cue—Dan starts moving. As promised, it’s fast, and it’s furious. His strong legs power him deeper than I thought possible.

My senses are overwhelmed in so many ways as my body is driven to new levels of pleasure. I am not in command of anything, and it feels amazing.

Dan starts to grunt with the effort to hang on to control as his rhythm begins to falter. I can feel the tension vibrate in his muscles, even as my legs begin to tremble.

“That’s it. Come for me, baby.”

It’s not an easy slide into bliss, this is like being hurled off a precipice. I don’t recognize the sounds coming from me as my body flies apart.

I barely notice Dan planting his cock deep, and shoving his face in my neck to stifle a yell when he comes. All I can do is try to breathe, my body limp and boneless as he covers it with his. I welcome his weight, it’s secure, otherwise I’m afraid I might float away.

I moan my displeasure when he eventually moves, but all he does is roll us, so he’s on his back and I’m half draped over him.

I feel his lips brush my forehead.

“Rest,” he whispers.

Sixteen

Dan

“No, I’ll figure it out.”

I expected her to say that, but that won’t deter me.

“It’s already settled. Ama is looking after Aspen, JD and James can get started at the house without me, and I was going to have to go into Kalispell at some point this week anyway to grab some supplies at The Home Depot. I might as well do it today and pick up your mom at the same time.”

She looks like she’s not done objecting so I bring up the one thing she won’t have an argument against.

“Besides, isn’t the dog team arriving this morning? Who better to brief them, show them around? This is your case.”

Her eyes narrow to slits before she turns her back on me and returns her attention to getting Aspen dressed.

Coming out of the bedroom this morning, she was clearly surprised to find me on the couch. She probably thought I’d snuck out like a thief in the night. I hadn’t, but she’d been sleeping hard and after the baby woke me up around eleven thirty last night, I didn’t want to risk waking her.

Aspen had been hungry and I had to google how much formula to feed her. That little thing has a good set of lungs, I was surprised she didn’t wake her mother. Luckily, she settled down quickly after I fed her. I guess I could’ve gone home then, but I ended up crashing on the couch instead, where Sloane found me fifteen minutes ago.

She looks pretty cute straight out of bed, with squinty eyes and her hair poking every which way, but her mood first thing in the morning is a little scary. I know I’m risking bodily harm when I ease up behind her and press a kiss to the nape of her neck, but she only grunts in response.

“Why don’t you hop in the shower?” I suggest, pushing my luck. “I can take her over to the ranch. I’m heading there anyway.”

I step back when she picks up Aspen and turns around, kissing and snuggling her daughter for a moment—her eyes closed—before handing her to me.

“Let me grab her bag. I’ll text you Mom’s flight number.”

A few moments later I’m walking toward the ranch, the diaper bag slung over my shoulder and the baby in my arms. It’s a pretty safe bet I’m going to draw some comments when I walk into breakfast, but I don’t give a flying fuck.

The world is my fucking oyster today.

Last night was a surprise. I’m a patient man, I’d been fully prepared to take whatever time needed to show Sloane how things could be between us. But then she made the first move, climbed on my lap, and kissed me in a way I wasn’t left wondering whether she was into it. Sure, part of it may have been stress release, but it was my touch she responded to.

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