Page 85 of Rough Ride

He leaned into me, his hard length sliding between my slick cheeks. “I’m not toying with you. I’mpreparingyou.”

“For what?”

His mouth was right next to my ear as he said, “For all the filthy things I want to do to you.”

Sawyer pushed in a little further, the tip of his cock brushingrightagainst my backdoor, and I held my breath. Did he want…

Then he pulled away and turned off the water. The muscles in his arm and back flexed deliciously as he reached out of the shower to grab a towel from the rack, then returned to dry me off. His motions were so caring, so tender, as he ran the soft cotton towel over my body. I never would have expected it from a man like Sawyer.

But when he was done toweling both of us off, the possessive look returned to his eyes. He took me by the hand and led me out of the bathroom, into the hotel room itself. The bed was made,the corners crisp and clean like maid service had come in the middle of the night. But of course not—it was still made because he’d spent the night in jail.

He kissed me roughly, spun me around, and shoved me face-down onto the bed. I glanced over my shoulder as he climbed on top of me, his skin still hot from the shower. He covered me with his entire body, kissing the back of my neck, sliding around the side while wrapping an arm around my thigh, then up between my legs where it belonged.

“Still soaked,” he rumbled into my ear.

“No towel can get rid ofthatmuch moisture,” I breathed back at him, savoring the weight of him on top of me.

I felt him smile against my ear, then his teeth nibbled at my earlobe before he began climbing down my body. He kissed a trail from the back of my neck, between my shoulder blades, and along my spine. I stretched out on the impossibly-soft bed, comfort beneath me and hard masculine Sawyer above.

He slowed down when he reached my ass, planting tender kisses on my left ass cheek, then the right. My entire body relaxed as he explored me with his mouth. His fingers found their way into my lower lips again, sliding along the outside without going deeper.

The scruff on his cheek scratched along my ass, moving lower, pushing inside…

I moaned as he wedged between my cheeks, licking my pussy from behind. Up and down his tongue rolled while his fingers moved to my clit, surrounding my most sensitive spot in a V-shape. Just the right amount of pressure, taking his time.

Even though I wanted more,somuch more, I closed my eyes and lost myself in the way he ate me out. After coming once in the shower, quick and rough, it felt good to have him take histime with me. Building up to what I knew would be something bigger. More explosive.

And then, like it had been his plan all along, his tongue moved upward.

I gasped in surprise as his tongue flicked against my tight backdoor. It wasn’t an accident—he stayed there,right there, rolling the tip of his tongue against my ass. I’d experienced this before, once, but my partner wasn’t really into it. He treated it like a chore, a disgusting act that he wassufferingthrough just to make me happy.

Sawyer was the complete opposite. As I moaned louder, he buried his entire face between my ass cheeks, rimming me like it was his favorite thing in the world. I relaxed into the sheets and let him take over my ass with his mouth, luxuriating in the beautifulnaughtinessof it all. His arms glided under my thighs and held me down with dominating power, like he knew exactly what I needed and wasn’t going to stop unless I begged him to.

But there was no way I wanted him to stop. Jesus, it felt sogood.

Heat and need collided deep in my stomach, a fire that was stoked hotter and hotter with every loving glide of his tongue. I couldn’t see anything, my face was pressed too firmly into the sheets, so I blindly reached behind me until I found his head, lacing my fingers into his dirty-blond hair and holding him against me.

He must have loved this, because he let out a moan which vibrated up into me, electrifying my nerves even more than before.

“God, I could fucking eat you all day,” he said, pulling back and giving my ass a sharp smack. A flash of pain, just the right amount, heated my skin.

“I’d let you,” I replied over my shoulder.

“But I want more.” He moved up the bed, straddling me. “And I think you do too.”

I bit my lip and nodded.

There was a crinkle of a wrapper, and a grunt as Sawyer concentrated on rolling on the condom. Then he was covering my body with his again, teeth dragging along the back of my neck before tugging at my earlobe in a way that drove me absolutelywild.

I was so wet, and the condom held enough lube, that he slid into me with ease. The tip, then an inch, then all the rest in a sudden push forward that filled every inch of my inner walls and pulled a cry of ecstasy from my throat.

“Fuck,” Sawyer cursed, breath hot on my ear. “I wanted to tease you first.”

I was breathing heavily, delighting in howfullI felt. “Why. Didn’t. You?”

He exhaled on my neck, part sigh and part moan. “I couldn’t stop myself.”

Sawyer rested his head against the back of my neck, then planted his fists on either side of my arms. He rose up a few inches, enough to allow him to move on top of me, cock sliding in and out of me in a way that I was afraid would never come.

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