Page 62 of Bound by Family
Ignoring him, I bang on the door. “Open.”
The door swings open.
“Damn, what’s the other guy look like? Dead?” Ryker greets.
Bristyl pushes—yes, pushes—Ryker out of the doorway then stops when she sees my face, her eyes going wide in shock.
“What happened? Are you okay? Is anything broken?”
Ryker laughs. “Those questions should probably be for the other guy. I’m out.” He steps outside with Derek after him.
“We’re pullin’ out in two hours. Get food and ready to ride,” I tell them.
“Looks like you’ll be ridin’ before us,” Ryker calls out on the way down the hallway.
He’s not wrong.
Closing the door, I pull Bristyl to me.
“Cooper, are you okay?” The concern in her eyes is the only thing that’s stopping me in this moment from taking her hard and fast.
“Never been better.”
Her worry lines grow deeper.
“Beautiful, let me show you.” I crash my lips down on hers, the burn from the cut only enhancing my need.
I’m happy I cleaned my shit up before we got back. Breaker had baby wipes in his saddlebag. Fuck if I know why. They worked, so that’s all that matters.
She pulls away abruptly. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Beautiful, never.”
Our lips connect again in a sea of passion and lust that fills the dank hotel room.
Pushing her against the door, she gives a grunt at the contact then moans so damn sexily that my cock twitches. When I squeeze her plump breasts, she rips her mouth away from mine, sucking in much needed air. Her groans and mewls bounce off the walls.
“Clothes off … now.” The demand in my voice has Bristyl’s eyes growing wide, then they spark with lust and desire.
She listens as I toss my clothes from my body, including my boots, which take me a minute.
Bristyl stands in front of the door, her beautiful hair streaming down her body and covering one of those luscious tits. Her knee is cocked as she stands on a tiptoe. It’s her face, though, the look that tells me she wants me just as badly as I want her.
Grabbing my jeans, I yank out a condom and rip the foil off with my teeth, spitting the bit of plastic on the ground as I sheathe myself.
The need to be inside her is beyond overwhelming. My cock pulses and strains to find its home. That’s what Bristyl is. Coming home.
She comes at me, attacking my mouth and wrapping her legs around my body, locking them behind me. I press her hard against the door and place my hands under ass, gripping her tightly. The kiss becomes a desperation.
“I need you,” she whispers.
“Put me in.”
Bristyl pushes back just a bit, and then my cock finds the warmest, best place on the fucking planet. She moans as I groan.
“I’m gonna fuck you so hard everyone in this place will hear you.”
“Coop—”
