Page 76 of Stay With Me
Ah ha.So that’s the real reason he doesn’t want to stay a secret.
“Damien wasn’t being handsy, so stop worryin’.” I pluck the button open on his slacks and slide my hand inside hissilkboxer shorts.
“Yeah, because I stepped in before he could.” He releases a moan when I pull out his hard length and stroke him.
“Does it look like I’d let another man touch me when all I want is you?” I ask, increasing my pace, and he lowers his gaze to my hand that’s jerking him off.
He grabs my waist and pulls me in closer until our foreheads are touching. “You’re gonna ruin me, Sunny. I’ve never been feral over the thought of someone else touchin’ you and now the very thought makes me see red.”
“You’re tense, cowboy.” I wrap a hand around his neck so I can yank his mouth down to mine, and then I kiss him. “Lemme help you with that.”
“You know I want you for more than just this, right?”
“Obviously for my amazing axe-throwin’ skills.”
He huffs out a laugh at my inability to take him seriously when I have his dick in my hand.
“I’d beg you to fuck my face, but Noah will kill me if I mess up my makeup before photos.”
At my words, his cock twitches.
“Goddamn, don’t say shit like that right now. I’m already gonna explode and make a mess.”
“Then you better have good aim,” I tease, bringing his mouth back down to mine and sliding my tongue between his lips.
His hand moves underneath my dress until he finds my panty line and then slides a finger along my wet slit before thrusting inside my pussy.
“Oh my God,” I breathe out. My eyelids flutter and my head falls back as he continues his delicious assault.
“I need you to come before me and we only have a few minutes before someone comes lookin’ for us or notices we’re both gone,” he urges, pushing my panties to the side more so he can shove a second finger inside.
“Then you better start rubbing my clit because you’ve been edgin’ me all day.”
He chuckles. “How so? This is the first time I’ve touched you.”
“I’ve been wet since I saw you in that cowboy hat. I had to go change underwear before we left.”
“Fuck. Now I need a taste.”
Before I can argue, he lifts me up by the ass and sets me down on the little wooden table. It’s not comfortable by any means, but Idon’t even have the will to care when he hikes up my dress and slides my panties down.
“No screamin’ or someone will hear you,” is his only warning before he spreads my thighs and dives between them. He rests my legs over his shoulders as he rubs the pad of his thumb over my clit and tongue fucks my pussy so damn good, it’s only a matter of minutes before I come on his tongue.
“Holy shit,” I moan as quietly as I can, but if someone were in the barn right now, they’d definitely hear me.
Tripp finishes himself off with his free hand and comes right after I do.
“So fuckin’ good, baby.” He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and then tucks himself back in.
“How am I supposed to stand for photos when my legs feel like jelly?” I sigh as he helps put my panties back in place.
“Just tell her you need to sit on my lap the whole time.”
I playfully smack his chest as he lifts me down to my feet. Then he tenderly rubs his thumb along my jawline. “I wanna kiss you so hard.”
“Soon. I have extra powder and lipstick in my bag, so once the photographer is done with us, it’ll be fair game.” I smirk when he chuckles.
“Deal.” He takes my hand and presses a kiss to my knuckles. “Don’t forget to save me a dance and no letting other guys touch you. Especially Wilder.”
