Page 68 of Knockin' Boats
He opened his mouth and gave me his tongue easily. He moaned as our tastes mingled. My hat fell to the floor, and then his fingers tangled in my curls.
This kiss burned me up from the inside. There was no comparing it to the flat numbness of Cash’s kiss. I’d known it all along. That’s why I hadn’t wanted to go there with Ash today.
He’d had to push. He’d had to provoke.
I spun him to face the wall, then pinned him there with my body. Ash was larger than me. He could buck me off, but he didn’t. He just stood spread-eagled, ass tilted out, panting as I growled into his ear.
“You think you’re so fucking smart.”
“Kinda, yeah,” he said.
I rubbed my raging hard-on along the crack of his ass. “How smart will you be when I’m shoving inside your ass, making you take me, tearing you up from the fucking inside?”
He quivered. “We can’t…in the kitchen. Not sanitary.”
“We’ll just have to use our imagination then.”
He whimpered. Straight-up whimpered when I stepped back.
“Turn around,” I ordered.
Ash did as he was told. As much as he infuriated me, he took direction well when he was horny. He’d drop to his knees and blow me if I asked. He’d catch every drop to keep his kitchen sanitary.
My cock throbbed along with the thoughts playing out in my head. But I didn’t want to stand here and receive. There was too much adrenaline pumping through my veins. I wanted tofuck, even if I couldn’t fuck him.
I yanked him to me and kissed him hard, then shoved him to the floor, following him down.
Ash parted his legs, letting me settle against him, our hard cocks lining up.
“Sawyer,” he said in a breathy voice. “I want you.”
I could no longer think beyond the need hammering my body. The pulse pounding in my cock.
I ground our hips together, the friction on my cock painful and yet just what I needed. I fucked Ash right through our clothes, thrusting my hips again and again. Hard, then harder. Faster.
He grabbed my shoulders, dragging me down.
I latched my mouth to his neck, tasting the salt of his skin and sucking a bruise to mark him.
Shouldn’t be doing this…not with Ash.
The thought flickered, then Ash arched to meet my next thrust, intensifying the pleasure rushing through me, and my thoughts floated away in a haze of lust.
“Never been fucked,” he gasped as our bodies moved together.
I shoved his shirt up and slid a hand up to his furry chest, tugging the hair there and making him jerk. I flicked his nipple, then tugged and twisted.
He groaned. “But I’d let you. I’d let you fuck my ass, Saw. Even if it hurt. Even if?—”
I lost it, coming hard. One minute I was chasing the wave, and the next it was slamming me down, drowning me.
Ash cried out, jerking beneath me, and I felt the warmth of our cum soaking through the fabric between us.
“Fuck,” I mumbled. “We’re gonna have to jump in the lake again.”
Ash laughed. “Yeah. I guess we’ll swim with our clothes on. Who knew that would be sexier than skinny dipping?”
“Nothing sexy about sticky pants.” I pushed up and away.
