Page 36 of Destry

“It’s okay,” I murmured with my hands firm on her hips, holding her steady. “Just breathe.”

She shook her head. Her body was still tense as hell. “I can’t?—”

I did the only thing I knew would work. I kissed her—slow, deep, and grounding.

I felt the moment she stopped thinking about everything else. Her fingers dug into my shirt and her chest pressed against mine. After a few seconds, her body relaxed just enough for me to feel it. I kept the kiss going, letting her focus on me so she could ignore what was going on around us.

When I finally pulled back, I didn’t let her move away. I pressed my forehead to hers with my hands still securing her against me.

“You’re okay, Rebel.”

She was still breathing hard but her grip on my shirt loosened slightly.

“I hate you,” she whispered, but her voice wasn’t clipped.

I grinned, brushing my thumb over the small of her back. “You’re still sitting in my lap.”

She groaned, burying her face in my shoulder. I chuckled, holding her a little tighter, waiting for the ride to move again. When the car shifted then jerked hard, jolting us, she tensed again. She shook in my lap again and her breaths were uneven. Her fingers curled into my shirt like it was the only thing keeping her grounded. I didn’t need her stuck in her own head, panicking over something that wasn’t a damn threat, so I took it a step further.

My hands slid lower, moving beneath the hem of her dress, brushing over her thighs, feeling the way her body tensed beneath my touch.

Her breath hitched and her head snapped up.

“What are you doing?” she whispered with her eyes wide and body locked tight beneath my fingertips.

I smirked. “Helping you relax.”

She shook her head. “I’m not…we’re not?—”

“We are.” I made quick work of undoing my jeans, freeing my dick before my focus was on her again.

Her body betrayed her and when my hands went higher and brushed over her pussy her knees dug into my sides like she already knew how this would end.

“We’re gonna be here for a minute. Might as well make good use of the time.”

Her eyes searched mine like she was about to shut this down so I kissed her again, making her forget everything else. I slipped my fingers past the edge of her panties and used my thumb to circle her clit. Each time I circled it, my dick thickened a little more. Her wetness coated my fingers enough for me to push one inside. Savvy closed her eyes and dropped her head back and I smiled when she sucked in a shaky breath which she released on a moan.

“You feel better, Rebel?”

“Mmhmm.”

“You still scared?”

She lifted her head and narrowed her eyes but didn’t respond so I pinched her clit.

“No, oh shit, no, this is good. This works.”

I moved her panties to the side, lifted her easily, and felt the way her body melted into mine. When she finally sank down on my dick, she moaned and I lost my fucking restraint.

She tensed around me, welcoming the length of my dick, and her pussy was already pulsing. She groaned and rocked forward hard which let me know she was focused on us and not that we were stuck.

“Ride me, Rebel.”

She moaned again and I watched her face while she rolled her hips. The way her eyes remained locked on mine had me about to fucking lose it. I dropped both my hands to her waist and lifted her enough to slip out before I slammed her back down. She groaned and her head dropped back again but she kept rocking her body hard against mine. We fucked hard and fast until she dropped her head against my shoulder and came hard, causing me to explode right after her. She continued to tremble while her pussy spasmed around me. When she lifted her head and gave me a lazy smile, I gripped the back of her neck and brought her mouth to mine, kissing her hard.

Neither of us were thinking about being stuck at the top of this Ferris wheel anymore until the ride lurched forward and the soft jolt pulled both of us back to reality.

Savvy let her forehead rest against my shoulder and her hands trembled as I pressed a kiss to her temple. We didn’t speak as we adjusted, fixing clothes and settling back into our seats with the moment lingering between us. By the time the Ferris wheel reached the bottom, she still hadn’t looked at me.

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