Page 59 of Power Play

With the heel of his hand, he presses against my clit, rotating in slow circles.

More. I need more.

The uneven rock snags the cotton sweatpants as I spread my legs wide, giving him access to do his worst.

Two fingers dip beneath my panties, sliding easily through the building slickness.

“Holy fuck.” He rips his lips from mine before pressing them to my neck. “If we were somewhere safe…. I want to see all of you. See this soaked pussy, lick up every last drop.”

Yes, please.

My elbow slips. Carefully he guides me back, releasing the hold on my hair and resting me against the cold stone.

Low gray clouds blow through the sky above me before my eyes shutter closed. I arch against the boulder as two thick fingers tease outside my slick entrance, plunging in an inch before slowly easing out.

“You're the most fascinating woman I've ever met, Randi Sawyer. And you smell—” He dips low, pressing his nose between my thighs and giving an exaggerated sniff, “—fucking delicious.”

Accenting his dirty words, both fingers plunge deep.

I bite down on my forearm to keep from screaming out.

Reaching down, I grip his wrist as it jerks in pounding strokes. I rock forward, meeting the relentless push of his fingers.

Higher and higher I float above the world, every nerve, sensation, and thought focused on the ball of energy building deep in my core. Sweat drips along my hairline. Goose bumps spread over my stomach at exposure to the chilly night air.

I whimper, shaking my head against the rock.

“Come on, Mess. Give it up,” Trey commands. The deep rumble of his demanding voice combined with a pinch and twist at my pebbled nipple sets off an explosion.

I sink my teeth into my arm, but still my scream of pleasure echoes around us. My thighs squeeze together, capturing his hand, but his fingers continue to pound deep, prolonging the mind-altering orgasm.

“Holy fuck,” I pant, reality settling back in as I come down from my high.

Tipping my chin, I look down my body to where Trey's hand still rests inside my pants. I glance up to his face. His hooded eyes are focused on where his hand cups my mound.

“Trey?” I whisper.

“We need to go,” he responds, eyes sliding up to meet mine.

I bite back a whimper as he withdraws his fingers, leaving me achingly empty. Embarrassment warms my cheeks, my movements jerky as I fix my bra and underwear. Trey backs up a step as I push off the rock to stand. I keep my eyes to the ground, attempting to conceal the self-conscious thoughts sprinting through my mind.

“Stop.” I jerk my head up, brows raised. “Don’t do that. Don’t think anything negative. We have to leave because I can't focus on anything other than you, and that's dangerous for both of us. Anyone could've walked up just now and I wouldn't have detected them, too wrapped up in the feel of your pussy squeezing the fuck out of my fingers and imagining my….” My eyes dip to where he grips his crotch and adjusts himself. “Fuck. We need to go, or I'll fucking toss caution to the wind and take you right here.”

“I'm okay with that,” I say, a shy smile tugging at my lips.

“I'm not going to fuck you in the middle of the park on a damn rock. You deserve better than that, Randi.” Debatable. “Plus, we need to get back before Tank calls in the national guard looking for us. We're already going to pay for being out this late. Don't want to push our luck too much in one night.”

Leaning forward, he presses his lips against my forehead. I let my eyes flutter closed as a deep, relaxed exhale eases my racing mind. We both know this can't happen again, thatwecan't happen.

But knowing it can't happen doesn't mean it won't.

Chapter Eighteen

Randi

October

Stuck with a dangerously hot man nearly around the clock is torture in itself. Add in the unforgettable memory of his hand between my thighs, the erotic pain shooting from my nipples dampening my center, and I'm a woman on the edge of sanity. For the third time in as many seconds, my attention flicks from the iPad in my hands to where Trey lies sprawled along the couch, eyes closed. His chest rises and falls with each deep, relaxed breath.

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