Page 106 of False Start

“Show me,” she whispered, her voice rough.

Eyes locked on hers, my heart squeezed as a hot tear rolled over the edge of her eyelid and cascaded down her flushed cheek.

I captured it with my lips at the edge of her jaw, the salty flavor ripe on my tongue as I drew out of her, shivered at the cold air hitting my wet cock, and drove back into her again.

Her fingers locked in my hair as she yanked my mouth under hers, her tongue diving for mine as I rocked into her, each thrust driving her up against the wall as she gasped against my lips.

The kissing rule lay dead at our feet, lifeless and cold.

And now I understood why she’d grasped on and erected that barrier between us to begin with.

Danger lay here.

In the feeling.

In the way her body accommodated mine, her survival instincts all but nonexistent as she let the wolf right through the front door. Pulsed for him even, in every squeeze of her muscles around my throbbing cock begging for more.

Taking everything on the most primal level.

The vulnerable, intimate sounds spilling from her heated mouth fueled me faster and harder as we both spiraled into this attraction between us. As our bruised hearts called to one another despite reason.

Despite the dead end ahead.

Ignoring the frantic warning screams in the distance to turn back.

Eyes wild on mine, she sucked in a breath as she locked on my cock, ruthlessly squeezing, making me fight for every thrust.

A fractured cry tore from her throat as she bathed me with her wet release, her eyes glazing over as she quaked from the inside out.

She wasn’t seeing me anymore.

But fuck did I see her.

Her passion, her life force shimmering, finally breaking free on the track, and in my arms. Lost in pleasure, her chest heaving as she fought for every breath, she milked me. The sensation coiled tight, becoming so intense every thrust into her drew my balls up tighter until she became sweet pain, a live wire I was helpless to resist.

Refusing to dive off the edge alone, she anchored herself to me with the bite of her sharp nails carving into my skin while plunging barbs into my heart with the plea in her bright eyes.

Trapped, succumbing to everything she demanded, I toppled over with her.

Gasping breaths filled the room, each of us trying to gain control over our racing hearts. I cupped her chin and held her there while I took her mouth one last time before reality came crashing in, fucking up everything we found in this moment.

“Did you just fuck me with your skates on?” she whispered over my lips.

A laugh rumbled deep in my chest. “Hell yeah, I did.” I brushed a final kiss over her lips before taking a step back, easing her legs down at a more comfortable angle. “Like being on wheels could stop me.”

“God, that went straight to your head, didn’t it?” she asked with a loopy grin.

“Probably.” I gave her a lazy smile while her own skated feet dangled over my arm.

She reached for my hair, tugged, the satisfied smile curving her mouth falling away in an instant, a painful cry slipping through her lips.

Yanking her hand back, she winced. “Shit.”

Lowering her to her skates, I steadied her arms until she got her balance, and carefully lifted her swelling hand. “We have to get that looked at.”

MAISY

Stupid,stupid, stupid.

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