Page 60 of Stuck On Them

“It’s okay. I’m on birth control, and after that night at the hotel, I went for tests.” She bit her lip.

“I’m clean.” I’d never not used a condom, but I trusted her.

“I mean, yeah, Ryker used a condom, but I didn’t always use one with-”

I kissed her because the last thing I wanted her to think about was her ex. It took her a few seconds, but she relaxed.

I wasn’t sure how to explain what I wanted her to do, so I walked to the side of her and pushed the rower seat all the way to the back of the rower. “Get on your knees and straddle the rail. You’re going to lean forward over the seat.”

In my head, it was going to work perfectly. The rail wasn’t that high off the ground and my nuts hadn’t even come close to touching it when I’d straddled it.

She did as I asked and used the seat to rock her hips. “Oh, God, Gare. This is going to feel so good when you’re inside me.” She looked up at me, her cheeks a beautiful shade of pink. “What are you waiting for?”

Chapter19

Sea Legs

Paige

My body was on fire as I slowly rocked using the seat of the rower. I’d only ever used the machine once before, and after five minutes, I had collapsed into a heap on the floor next to it.

This time I’d be collapsing into a heap from the sheer pleasure this was about to bring. I never knew sex could be so good until these men came into my life.

And Garrett? What a surprise he was. I never thought I’d like to be bossed around and have my body used like he was using mine. It made me feel like the most powerful woman in the world.

Garrett got on his knees behind me, straddling the railing without saying a word, which just heightened my awareness of everything he did.

His hand ran down my spine, across my ass, and between my legs. He hummed in satisfaction as he slid a finger between my folds.

“Garrett, please.” I rocked a little, making his fingers slide back and forth. “I want your cock.”

He didn’t give me what I wanted, though, keeping his hand still as I rubbed on it. His silence was killing me. I wanted to hear his praise and the dirty things that came out of his mouth.

With how the seat slid, I couldn’t exactly reach back and grab him without face planting into the rail. I had to keep my torso centered on the seat.

Finally, he moved his hand, his finger pushing at my entrance. The tip slipped in, and I pushed back until it was buried inside me.

“Mm. You want to fuck my fingers, baby?” His other hand gripped my hip as I started pulsing on the one inside me. “How many can you take?”

“Two.” I panted, adjusting my body so his one was tilted just right inside me.

He moved a second one to join the first, his hand steady as I groaned. It wasn’t enough.

I was practically bouncing off his hand now, chasing the orgasm that felt so close yet so far. “Three.”

He slid a third in and twisted his hand to position them to rub against my G-spot. “You’re so fucking wet from fucking yourself on my hand, aren’t you?”

“Yes, yes, yes!” My voice was louder, and I didn’t give a shit if the captain or everyone upstairs heard.

He pulled his hand away, leaving me rocking into nothing but air. I cried out in frustration and reached for my clit.

He grabbed my wrist and pinned it behind my back. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want to come.” I felt his cock between my legs, and I pushed back, making it slide between my folds and bump against my clit.

He chuckled and moved the tip to my opening. “Fuck me, Paige. Make yourself come all over my cock.”

I now knew why men loved to hear women tell them to fuck them. Garrett saying it was like jet fuel to the fire burning in my core.

---