Page 66 of Rough Ride

His fingers pressed harder against my clit, causing me to shudder with sharp pleasure. “I kind of stalked your Facebookpage,” he admitted. “You posted the lyrics a while back. Hope you’re not creeped out, because—”

I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck and cut him off with a kiss.

“Does that mean you’re not creeped out?” he asked.

I gave him my most seductive look and demanded, “Shut up and fuck me.”

He smirked. “You got it, darlin’.”

Eli pulled my shorts down at the same time as I unzipped his jeans. When my fingers dove inside, they didn’t find another layer of fabric; I immediately discovered the hot, hard skin of his stiff cock.

“No underwear?” I asked.

He took hold of his cock from my fingers and slid on a condom. “Never liked them. Always get in the way.”

Eli dropped his gaze down between my legs as he slid his tip between my legs, coating himself in my natural moisture. When he looked up again, his eyes held an intensity that destroyed me before he even moved. Need raced through my body, scouring my nerves with barely-restrained lust. As his eyes studied mine for a moment, delaying what I wanted, I fuckingmelted.

And when he did lean in, putting his body weight behind his cock as he slowly filled me, I clenched my eyes shut and let out a cry of ecstasy until my lungs were empty.

“Shh,” he purred, kissing me again. “The music’s loud out there, but if you keep makin’ noise like that? Someone’ll hear.”

God, his words paired with that accent turned me on more than I could believe. I speared my fingers into his hair and kissed his ear, sliding my tongue inside for a moment before another moan escaped my throat. Eli responded with a deep noise of his ownpleasure, then moved his lips to the sensitive spot on the side of my neck like he had a map of my body showingexactlywhat I liked.

He was moving his hips then, sliding in and out of me with just the right amount of pressure. “Ohh yes,” I groaned. “Just like that.”

A corner of his mouth twitched against my neck in a smirk. “I knew you’d feel good, darlin’. But I never thought it’d bethisgood.”

His words sang in my ears even more than the songs he had played on stage, and I used my grip in his hair to pull his lips up to mine. His tongue lashed out at the same time as mine, joining together in a swirl of wet desire before pushing further, forcing its way into my mouth, conquering and claiming.

“Sophie,” he groaned, hips moving faster.

Sexual energy hummed between us, coiling tightly in my chest. I knew the release would be powerful, and wondered if I could keep my voice down when it did. But as his thick length filled me, stretching my inner walls, I couldn’t bring myself to care about anything other than theamazingway he felt.

“I wanted this last night,” I moaned.

He pressed his forehead against mine while pumping faster. “Hope it’s worth the wait.”

I tightened my fingers in his hair and gritted out my words in time with each eager thrust. “That. Remains. To. Be.Seen.”

Even without his fingers on my clit, I could feel my climax building in strength, the coil tightening further. If he did touch me, I would fall to pieces for him. But I didn’t want him to change what he was doing, because his lips and palms and the curve of his bicep felt so damngoodthat I didn’t dare risk him stopping, not even for a moment.

Eli devoured me with his kisses, swallowing the sounds I was making as he quickened his pace, threatening to shatter me to pieces. The warmth spread within my body, bright and brilliant, as I neared the edge.

The music outside abruptly increased in volume. I opened my eyes and saw the door opening across the room, and one of the other bartenders stepped inside.

“Oh!” Zara exclaimed when she saw us.

Eli stopped moving inside me, and twisted to look over his shoulder. “Give us a minute, darlin’? We’re kind of in the middle of somethin’.”

Zara’s face spread with a grin, then she quickly retreated, the music dimming as the door closed.

“I don’t like hearing you call other womendarlin’,”I teased.

He smirked. “Then that’s the last time I’ll ever do it. Is she gonna be a problem for us?”

I shook my head. “She won’t tell anyone. You’d better lock the door in case someone else walks in, though.”

I expected him to walk across the room to lock the door, but instead he commanded, “Hold on tight.” Then he lifted me off the box of glasses. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck as he walked us across the room to the door.

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