Page 39 of Skid
Laken didn’t protest. In fact, she looked downright eager as she turned around and crawled up onto all fours, positioning her perfect ass in the air. She glanced over her shoulder, watching intently as I rolled a condom over my throbbing cock. A look of greedy anticipation flashed through her eyes as she watched me inch toward her.
I raked my cock against her clit. She was warm and wet, and I ached to be inside her. Clearly feeling the same, she arched her back towards me and moaned as she waited for me to take her.
“So fucking eager.”
Without any further hesitation, I took her long hair in my hand, giving it a gentle tug, and she cried out in pleasure when I plunged inside her. I froze. She felt too fucking good. Fuck. I couldn’t imagine a better feeling. I slowly drew back and slammed into her again and again, giving her everything I had.
Our bodies met in a punishing rhythm that quickly had us both gasping for air. Laken cried out my name as she tightened around me. With one hand on her hip and the other teasing her clit, I took her from behind with slow, deliberate strokes, savoring each delicious thrust.
She arched her back and turned her head, and a slight moan vibrated through her chest as I started to pick up my pace. She was so damn hot, so tight, like her body was made just for me.
“You’re mine, Laken. All mine.”
Laken’s breath caught, but she managed to mutter, “God, yes.”
A slight hiss slipped through her teeth as I drove into her again and again—each time a bit faster and unforgiving. Her fingers clutched the pillows as she pleaded, “Oh, fuck! I’m going to come!”
I thrust forward, driving inside her once again. Damn. I couldn’t imagine a better feeling. I drew back and slammed into her again, taking her harder and deeper.
“Fuckkk!” I shouted out as my throbbing cock demanded its release.
My fingers dug into her hips as I quickened my pace to a feverish rhythm, and Laken cried out my name, spurring me on. I didn’t expect to feel like this for her. I didn’t think it was possible to burn for a woman like I burned for her.
There was no doubt about it.
I’d fallen in love her.
As much as it terrified me, I couldn’t imagine a life without her.
Taking everything I had to give, she gyrated against me, grinding her warm, wet pussy over my cock. Fuck. This woman was going to be the death of me.
I could feel her clenching all around me as her second orgasm started to take hold. My body grew rigid as my release inched its way through me. I couldn’t hold back a second longer. I came, and I came hard. I kept myself seated deep inside her, relishing in the feeling of her pulsing around my cock.
After several seconds, I dropped to the bed next to her. Her hands fell above her head with a dramatic sigh. “Holy shit.”
“Holy shit is right.” I quickly tossed the condom, then slipped my arm under her and pulled her close. “Damn. You’re fucking incredible.”
“You’re the incredible one.” She rested her head on my chest as she whispered, “I love you, Thatch.”
My breath caught. I’d hoped she felt the same way I did, and now I had my answer. She cared for me just as much as I cared for her. “God, I love you, too. More than you’ll ever know.”
We’d been lying there, tangled in each other’s arms for almost an hour when Laken slipped out of my arms and sat up in bed. She got up and went over to my dresser, stealing one of my T-shirts and pulling it over her head like she owned it. She pulled it over her bare bottom as she announced, “I’m going to grab some water. You want anything?”
“Yeah,” I answered, stretching back against the pillows. “Grab me a beer.”
“Sure thing.”
Smiling, she darted out of the bedroom. I listened to her soft footsteps as she made her way down the hall. The fridge door opening and closing. The sink turning on and off. Domesticsounds. Familiar sounds. One I didn’t realize I’d been missing until she and Bay had moved in.
Seconds later, she returned with our drinks and the handful of mail I’d collected from her place on the way home from work. She handed me my beer, then climbed onto the bed beside me as she started flipping through the envelopes. And then, her whole body went still, and the blood drained from her face.
Concerned, I asked, “What is it?”
“The bill from the hospital. I wasn’t expecting it so soon.”
“What’s the damage?”
I watched her hold her breath as she tore it open. She stared at the paper for a second, then her head fell back and she groaned with frustration. “Three thousand dollars! How in the world am I going to pay this?”
