Page 44 of Bound by Desire
Then he knifes up so quickly I have no choice but to let him go. With his knees to bed, he strips away the shirt, tossing it haphazardly to the floor. My lips become so very dry at the sight of him I wet them, Deke following my movements. The bulge in his jeans indicates he likes this. He likes italot.
To entice him, I sit up and pull off my shirt then my bra, doing the same as him and tossing them to thefloor.
He groans a, “Fuckme.”
“That’s what I plan on doin’,bigguy.”
Deke tears at his jeans and underwear, tossing them off. I move to the button of mine, but he’s suddenly there, practically tearing my clothes from my body in a rush ofdesire.
He grabs a foil packet from the side of the bed that I missed him tossing out and rolls it on expertly. I expect him to climb on, but he grabs my ankles and pulls me down the bed. He twists my legs, and I have no choice but to follow, ending up on my side, one leg pressed intheair.
Deke crawls on knees between my legs, lining his hard cock to my entrance. No playing around with this guy; he’s had enoughforeplay.
I’ve always wanted an adventurous sex life, trying new things and seeing what makes me and my partner tick. First, truck sex, and now this. I can see that Deke is thesameway.
He slides his cock inside me, and I roll so my face is in the mattress and my hand is clutching the sheets. Like this, he’stouchingdeep.
He holds my leg up high, his hips getting to work quickly. Each thrust has his cock stretching me deliciously. When his pelvic bone starts to hit my clit, breathing becomes difficult. When he cups my breast, squeezing it hard, my core clenches around him as I give out a cry of pleasure. The orgasm races through my body, and I swear I even feel it inmytoes.
Deke doesn’t stop, but he does put my leg down, positions between them, holds my knees to my chest, and unleashes. The muscles in his body contort with each of his movements, his abs flexing and arms straining. If I weren’t on the cusp of another screaming orgasm, I might have been able to take a few minutes to enjoytheview.
He starts to rub hard over my clit, not stopping. The pressure is too much, and I scream his name, the word echoing off thewalls.
Deke leans down, takes my mouth, and groans into it as he comes, his muscles beneath my fingertipsbunching.
Holy shit. That wasn’t just sex. That was some sort of out of body experience orsomething.Shit.
“Well, this was a hell of a surprise.” We lay in my tangled sheets after coming down from seriously hardorgasms.
“Glad youthinkso.”
I roll over. Deke’s well-toned body is lying flat on the sheets, his hand up on his head. He looks damngorgeous.
Brewer lifts his head, looking at me, probably wanting to get up on the bed, but I give him no indication it’s time forthatyet.
“Didn’t know you made housecalls.”
His lips tip up. The plane of his nose has a small crook in it, but only because I’m staring can I tell. His jaw is strong and sculpts out his face perfectly. Even the way his eyelashes lay on his cheeks is sexy as hell. I’m positive there is nothing on the man’s body that isn’tperfection.
“Only tobombshells.”
“Bombshell,huh?”
He tips his head toward me. “Fuckyeah.”
I like this. I like this way more than I should. Him in my bed, calling me a bombshell after three amazing orgasms. Yeah, I like this waytoomuch.
“Not so bad yourself,handsome.”
Brewer barks. For once, I actually forgotabouthim.
“Hey, boy. I’ll get you treats in alittlebit.”
He barks in response as I lay back down on Deke. “So, what brings you back to Sumner? Assumingyouleft.”
“Yep, now I’m back.” He says nothing else, and I’m not going to prod him. He wants to talk, he’ll talk. If he doesn’t, hewon’t.
“Started at X,obviously.”
