Page 86 of Stuck On Them

“Come on. You can go harder than that. Fuck me like you mean it.” I pushed back against him as he thrust, practically seeing stars. “Fuck!”

I reached between my legs, and he batted my hand away before smacking my ass again. Every time he did it, my pussy clenched, and a zing went right to my clit.

His thrusts were unhinged and hit me in all the places that made my body burn. He buried himself one last time before grinding against me, his cum filling me, but not getting me to my peak.

I whimpered, needing to get off with an urgency I hadn’t ever felt before. “Please. Touch me.” There was no hiding the begging tone of my voice.

He pulled out, even though I wasn’t quite sure he was done emptying himself yet, and flipped me over with a strength that surprised me. But then again, they were always surprising me.

He ducked in between my legs, which were still trapped in my pants, and placed them on his shoulders. He pulled me up until I was practically off the ground, my neck and head the only things still touching. He lifted his mask to the top of his head and then his lips wrapped around my clit.

It felt like he’d put a clit stimulator right over it and turned the setting to the max.

I screamed into the night, an orgasm so powerful exploding from every nerve ending between my legs. My legs squeezed around his neck, and I tried to grab at his hair, but the mask was on top of his head. I hadn’t even been able to see the color of his hair or the shape of his face.

I moved against his mouth as he sucked and sucked until he pretty much siphoned my soul from my body. He switched to teasing licks before kissing each of my inner thighs.

Destroyed. That was the only word that crossed my mind as he lowered his mask back on his face and set my legs on the ground.

I was shivering but wasn’t sure if it was from the cold or the orgasm I’d just had. He wiggled his pants up and then offered me his hand, which I didn’t take.

“Ryker?” I’d caught a flash of light-colored hair when he’d put his mask back down and his hands were a giveaway. I’d never realized I knew their hands so well. Luca had tattoos that peaked out onto his and Garrett’s had more veins than Ryker’s.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” He lifted his mask, his eyes unreadable in the darkness. “Jesus, Paige. I don’t know what came over me.”

“I loved every second of it.” I lifted my ass off the ground and pulled up my pants, aware that dirt was everywhere.

“So did we.” Garrett appeared right over me. “Especially when you said, ‘fuck me into the ground, you filthy fucker.’ You need to talk like that more often.”

My cheeks heated and I reached my hand out to Ryker, who was still looking at me like he’d broken me. He pulled me to my feet, and I tilted my head up to kiss him.

He sighed and wrapped his arms around me, kissing me back with soft strokes of his tongue against mine.

“You threw an ear of corn at me.” Luca was right next to us, practically right in our faces.

I jumped a little, breaking the kiss, which didn’t last long before Luca pulled me into his arms, kissing me with so much heat I was going to be ready for round two.

Something wet hit my forehead and then my cheek. I pulled away from Luca, confused for a moment until the sky seemed to open up above us.

“Ah, fuck!” Luca grabbed my hand and the four of us ran out into the maze. “Which way?”

“I’m not sure.” Ryker spun around in a slow circle. “We could just cut through the corn until we get to the edge of it.”

“Where’s the fun in that?” Garrett spread his arms wide and tilted his face toward the sky.

“It’s going to get muddy.” Luca looked down at the already darkening dirt. “Let’s just go this way.” He pulled me down the walkway, but the turn was just a dead end.

“Let’s just cut through.” I pulled him back toward where Garrett was still standing with his face to the sky. “Garrett?”

“Hm?” He turned his head just a tad and opened his eyes. “Ah, fuck!” He didn’t have his head tilted any longer and was rubbing at his eyes. “What the hell kind of rain is this?”

“Of course it’s going to hurt when it’s coming down this hard.” Ryker took my other hand before leading us back in the direction we had fucked. “We weren’t too far from the start of the maze.”

“We should have checked the forecast,” Luca muttered.

“It’s fine. Rain never hurt anyone.” My teeth were starting to chatter as the rain soaked through my clothes.

Ryker was right, and soon enough, we were piling into the SUV and blasting the heater. Garrett and Ryker had ended up in the back with me, Luca at the wheel.

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