Page 36 of Hell & Back

“Kylie Jo?” Tucked questioned around a mouthful of doughnut.

She kicked her shoes off, then shimmied out of her leggings and panties, letting them pool at her feet.

He swallowed hard, forgetting to chew first and had to pound his own chest to dislodge the lump stuck in his throat. “Baby?” he whispered.

With deliberate slowness, she unbuttoned her shirt, letting it fall to the floor. Taking the hem of the t-shirt she wore underneath, she pulled it over her head, leaving her naked.

Tuck cleared his throat and tossed the box to the side. “Take off your bra but put your shirt back on and leave it open.” He wanted her to be covered in case someone took their lives into their hands and let themselves into her office.

She did as he asked.

“Now drop to your knees.” He unfastened his jeans, leaned back and shoved them down below his knees, his hard cock bouncing free. She licked her lips and scooted forward on her knees, her nipples tightening to hard points. She skimmed her hands up his legs, taking extra care around his injury. She gently kissed where he’d been shot in the leg, then the area at his side. Her tits brushed against his erection causing him to suck in a quick breath and his stomach to tense. His wounds were still so sore, but it was worth it to see Kylie on her knees sucking him off. Gripping his cock, he watched with anticipation as she lowered her mouth to kiss the tip. Her tongue swept out, capturing the single drop of fluid. “Fuuuuck,” he whispered. Clenching his fists at his sides, he held his breath as she lickedhim base to tip. She took him in her mouth and his head fell back on the couch. He swore the woman damn near made his eyes cross.

Was there anything hotter than the way she watched him while taking him deep? He could see her need build in her eyes as her head bobbed up and down.

He dropped his head again and watched the way she took him deep, then backed off, her eyes locked on his the whole time. “Are you getting worked up, honey?”

She nodded her head and moaned around his dick. He let her play a little longer, then pulled her off when he couldn’t take it any longer. He wanted to come buried in her pussy, not in her mouth. He helped her to her feet. “Climb on and ride, Kylie Jo.” He helped position her knees on either side of his hips, then scooted down a little farther on the couch. Lining up his cock with her entrance, he held his breath and watched his length disappear into her tight, wet pussy.

“Ahhhh,” she sighed as she bottomed out. “You feel so good.” Tipping her head back, her long strawberry blonde hair tickled his legs. He cupped her breasts and appreciated their bigger size. He used to love the way they fit perfectly in his hands, but he wasn’t about to complain. In fact, his mouth watered as he took one in his mouth, making sure to flick the nipple into a hard peak. She rewarded him with a groan and a roll of her hips. He repeated his actions with the other one and felt her squeeze around him.

She ran her fingers through his hair on the uninjured side then slid her hand down to cup his cheek. Kylie leaned in and kissed him before setting her hands on his shoulders, lifted herself, then slid back down. She did this over and over, moving faster the closer she came to coming. His eyes focused on her bouncing tits and he thought, damn, his woman was sexy as hell. With the weight of her belly, she quickly grew short of breathand he worried she might hurt herself or wear herself out. He gave her hips a squeeze and urged her to stop. She treated him to the cutest stormy pout for ending her ride.

He helped shift her to the side so he could lay her on the couch. Coming to his knees between her legs, he entered in one smooth thrust. Not even the pain of his injuries could keep him from finishing what they started. He hooked one of her legs over his arm and the other onto the back of the couch, allowing him to drive deeper. He returned to his quick, hammering pace and felt Kylie squeeze around him.

A thud at the door pulled his attention away from the sight of his cock, slick with her wetness, pounding into her pussy.

“What the hell?” Race grumbled from the other side of the door.

“Don’t stop, Tuck. Please don’t stop. I’m so close,” Kylie whispered.

“Kylie? You in there?” Dagger asked, followed by a knock on the door.

Neither of them answered. Tuck felt how close she was and he was no more than a handful of strokes behind her. The whole damn compound could burn down around them right now and he wouldn’t stop fucking her until they’d both found their release.

“Should we use our key to get in and make sure she’s all right?” Dagger’s whisper was loud enough for Tuck to hear.

“Use that fucking key and I’m shooting you in the dick!” Tuck shouted. Ever since he’d been shot, everyone had taken to carrying a gun at all times. He’d set the one he’d had tucked at his back on the cushion with the doughnuts. It was within easy reach if they dared to open the door.

The door handle rattled and Tuck lost it. He reached for one of the shoes Kylie kicked off and threw it at the door.Bang!

The bastards were laughing as they walked away. Payback was going to be a bitch.

Tuck resumed what he’d been doing before they were so rudely interrupted only to have something over at Kylie’s desk to ding. Kylie turned toward the noise.

“No. No. Stay with me.” Tuck gently cupped her cheek and turned it toward him. He thrust his hips urgently, racing for the finish line that was just out of their grasp. “I feel you getting close, baby. You ready?”

“Yes,” she nodded her head.

He embedded himself to the hilt, then circled his hips so that he was grinding against her clit. Her eyes widened and her breath caught on a gasp right before her pussy clamped down tight on his cock. The feel of her wet heat milking his dick tipped him over the edge right after. He clenched his teeth and arched his neck back, growling low as he rode it out. Heaven. He was in fucking heaven. He slowed his movements before slowly pulling out. He spotted a napkin he’d dropped to the floor as he hurriedly got rid of his doughnuts and reached for it. He caught as much of his cum leaking out of Kylie as he could, then wadded the napkin and tossed it into the trashcan next to the desk. He helped her roll to her side and snuggled in behind her against the back of the couch. Reaching for the throw on the back of the couch, he spread it out and covered them both.

“You good, baby?” He smoothed her hair from her cheek and kissed her brow.

“Mmm. More than good.” Her eyes closed even as she smiled.

He waited until she was asleep before he slipped out from behind her and got dressed. He made sure the throw was tucked around her tight then snatched his box of doughnuts off the floor. He opened the lid and saw they’d gotten a little smashed. He didn’t care. As long as they weren’t directly on the floor and covered in dirt, he was eating them. But, first, he wanted a cup ofcoffee. Tuck looked back at Kylie and saw she was still sleeping, then exited the office, being sure to lock it behind him.

He wandered to the kitchen, got his coffee and headed back. Race and Dagger were standing outside her office. Race had his hand raised, prepared to knock.

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