Page 94 of Burn the Wild

I swallow the tight knot in my throat. “Yeah, we can.” My brothers would give me hell, but I crouch and release the fish into the water. In seconds, it’s gone.

When I straighten, Reese is bending over to check the second line.

I grin. Fuck self-control. I never said I had any.

I slip my hand up her dress. “Oil check.”

Reese gasps and spins around, her eyes widening. Then she smiles. “Better pay attention to the fish.”

“Nah, baby.” I tug at the end of her braid. Prowl for her. “I like you better.”

A smile lights up her face. “You do, huh?”

I grab her up in my arms. She whimpers as my mouth meets hers. Walking her backward, I press her back against a tree and absolutely inhale her.

This girl is better than adrenaline, a rock climb, a day at the lake. She is pure bliss. Wild, fun, and fiercely sexy. She’s the best damn time I’ve ever had, and I don’t want to let her go.

I let loose a low moan into her mouth as her nails rake through my hair. My cock throbs. I feel like a goddamn teenage kid trying to rein in his hormones. Can’t stay away from her—won’t.

My hands quickly slip her lace panties down her thighs.

“Your body, Reese,” I murmur, “is an absolute goddamn stunner. Has me absolutely fucking feral.”

She clings to me, spreads her legs.

“Lord have mercy,” I growl as I slip my cock into her warmth.

Over and over, I thrust. Reese’s gasps sound in my ears. Sweat drips down my spine. Her body moves and bends with mine. The back arch, the hip roll, I’m out of my goddamn mind.

“That’s how you ride a cowboy, baby. Just like that.”

Voices sound from the forest. Glancing around the tree trunk, I spot guests led by a guide, traipsing for the falls.

Reese squeaks.

I grin.

“Oh my God, Steve, look at that spotted thrush.”

“Ford,” Reese hisses. Her cheeks are bright pink. “There’s a group right there.”

“So stop talking.” I kiss her, shutting her up. Drinking in all that sweetness. “Before I spank that ass and give everyone a real show.”

The hungry look in her eyes tells me she wants the sting of my hand.

Yanking her away from the tree so I have the best angle, I bring my palm up.

The sharp slap echoes through the silence.

The tour moves on into the forest.

Reese releases a sigh, the breathy sound shooting straight to my aching dick. She tilts her head back, blonde hair tangling in the tree bark. I run my hand up her throat and squeeze lightly.

She bucks wildly. “Faster,faster, Ford.”

“Birdie girl,” I whisper, gritting my teeth. “I’m going to fuck you so goddamn hard you’ll feel me for days.”

She whimpers, runs her nails through my hair, bites my shoulder. “So deep. I can feel you so deep.”

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