Page 60 of Release Me
Her gasp would be comical if the heat exuding from her wide eyes didn’t scream ‘fuck me until I’m walking like John Wayne’.
I bite back my laugh, hang my robe beside hers, then lower myself into the tub beside her.
‘Fuck. Me.’ She blows out a breath.
‘Careful what you wish for sweetheart, Christmas isn’t over yet.’ I throw her a wink and slide closer.
‘Be careful.’ Her eyes rake over my pecs. ‘You could take my eye out with that thing.’
‘That’s the least of your concerns, trust me.’ I feel around under the water until I find her thigh. Her breath hitches as I slowly glide upward over her skin until I find her pussy.
‘Rian.’ There’s warning in her tone, but there’s also a need that I can’t wait to satiate.
‘Tell me to stop, and I will.’
She stares at me with hooded eyes, bites her lip. ‘I don’t want you to stop. But we should.’
‘Why?’ I swipe a finger over her clit, and her hips jerk forward. ‘Where’s your husband?’
‘With his mistress.’ She exhales a ragged breath.
‘Exactly. Fuck him.’
‘I’d rather fuck you,’ she admits in a low, throaty voice.
‘Did you miss me?’ I lean into her, brushing my lips over hers.
‘What do you think?’ Her hands palm my thigh, gropingtheir way upwards. ‘You know, I’m pretty sure it’s my turn to give you a present.’
‘You don’t have to,’ I say, even if my dick demands otherwise, standing to attention like a fucking soldier. I’m so hard it’s practically painful.
Her tongue darts out to wet her lower lip. ‘ I want to.’ She wraps a hand around the base of my cock and pumps and, fuck, for a second, I wonder if I’m dreaming.
‘Jesus Christ, there is nothing small about you, Baby Beckett.’
‘I think I did mention it once or twice along the way.’ I pull her onto my lap. My dick rests on her taut, toned stomach as she balances on my knees, straddling me. I push a finger deep into her core as she places both hands around my shaft. Her head rolls back as I work her, but her eyes don’t leave mine. We don’t kiss. It’s way more intimate than that. Watching her get off as she gets me off is one of my top ten Rebekka fantasies. Yes, I have a list. I add another finger and she moans, bucking against my hand.
‘I’m close,’ she mumbles. Her glazed eyes bore into mine with heat and hunger. I wish we could stay here forever.
‘That’s because you’re a good girl and you know I’m about ten seconds away from coming all over your fantastic tits.’
Her eyes widen as I back us out of the tub onto the ledge. If I come in the hot tub, my brothers will actually kill me. The cold ground hits my backside as I sit, but I barely feel it with the molten lava coursing through my body. Our lips crash together, hungry tongues exploring, claiming and conquering as we pump each other senseless.
The world funnels down to the point where her mouth meets mine, and to where her hands are working my dick. My breath staggers as the pressure gathers low in my stomach, sharp and sweet. She shatters on my fingers, her core squeezing them in a vice like grip, pulsing and fluttering. Idon’t stand a hope in hell of lasting a second longer. Every nerve in my body lights at once. A fierce, rolling release steals the air from my lungs, leaves me clinging to her, dizzy with how right it feels. Hot rope-like spurts of cum shoot all over her tits. She tears her mouth from mine and looks down in wonder.
For a second I think I might have overstepped, but then she swipes a finger through the sticky mess and slowly raises it to her mouth, sucking it like it’s her favourite flavour lollipop.
‘Tonight, you cum in my mouth.’ Her tone leaves no room for debate.
‘Only if you cum in mine at the same time.’
A low hiss slides from her lips as her eyes flare.
‘First, we better get you cleaned up.’ I lean back, grab a handful of snow from the deck immediately behind me and smear it over her chest, using it to clean her before tossing it back out towards the landscape.
‘Ahhhhh! Fuck,’ she screams. ‘Bastard!’
Laughter bursts from the back of my throat. It’s the first time I’ve laughed—properly laughed—in days.
