Page 109 of Twisted Collide

“Just like that.”

I continue to bob up and down on his length.

“Can you take me deeper? I want to fuck your throat.” Since I can’t answer, I nod my head and relax as his hands push my head into his groin. “Such a good girl.”

His words drive me wild, making me feel warm and tingly. I squirm, and he chuckles. “Oh, you like that?”

“Mmm.” That’s all I get out before he pops his dick out of my mouth.

“Turn around and brace yourself against the wall.”

I’m practically dizzy with need when I get into the position he wants me in.

With my eyes closed, I’m hyperaware of every movement, every sound. When he steps behind me, my heart threatens to beat out of my chest.

Slowly, he rubs the head of his cock up and down my slit. Dragging it through my drenched skin, he gets himself nice and wet. With one sharp thrust, he fills me to the brim. He’s so deep I can barely breathe.

The feeling is divine. It feels like we are the only people in the world and that nothing matters but this.

I savor the moment for a second; we both do, and then he begins to thrust, his cock sliding in and out of me.

My head rolls back, and he grips me tighter, holding me in place.

“That’s it. Take my cock.”

I do. I take every inch, tilting my chest forward to let him get deeper. He fucks me in earnest until my thighs shake and my body trembles.

Time loses all meaning, and I’m unable to think of anything but us and what we’re doing.

If I could live in this moment forever, I would.

“So good, “ he groans, and electric waves zing through me until I can’t hold back.

I’m falling over the edge. “I’m coming.”

My words must set him off because I feel him throb, and his cock jerks inside me.

For a second, we don’t move, then Dane pulls out of me while placing a kiss on my neck. “Thanks for following me, Hellfire.”

“Always.”

44

JOSIE

It’s beena week since I’ve had a minute to relax. I can’t wait to get into my bed and sleep. After today’s game, I’m exhausted.

Believe it or not, taking pictures of hot hockey players warming up is hard work.

Do you know how hard it is to remember to click the capture button when someone is gyrating on the ice in front of you?

I deserve a raise.

When I arrive at the house, I park in my usual spot and bypass the house completely, heading to the guesthouse.

When I walk around the back and toward the deck, I’m surprised to see Dane and my father sitting there.

A part of me wants to walk right past them, not even acknowledge that they are there, but I know I can’t. Well, if ignoring their existence isn’t an option, I’ll do the opposite.

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