Page 49 of Confined Space

"Fuck, baby, you can't say things like that."

"Yes, I can." I stand from his lap. When he starts to get up, I push him back down. "Stay there." I pop the button on my shorts and let them fall to the ground. I step out of my boots and shorts at the same time. Lifting my tank top, I pull it off and drop it on the ground next to my shorts. "No one can see us, can they?"

"Not at all, Mouse." His words are growled out as he takes in my bikini.

He yanks his shirt off over his head. I've seen him shirtless so many times, but it still turns me on every time. He has a very thin dusting of chest hair, and his pecs are defined. His arms are as big as one of my thighs, and the strength makes me feel even smaller and more fragile because he's so tender with me. His tattoos, all in black except for his Army one, mark his skin and make my mouth water thinking of licking them. His hair is getting longer. When he pulled his shirt over his head, he messed it up, and I can't wait to slide my hands through it. I can't wait until I'm not in this stupid cast and can use both my hands to love him.

Reaching behind me with my good arm, I flick the hooks on the back of my bikini top. I pull it off over my head and drop it at our feet. His eyes hood with desire as he takes me in. I smile at him as I slide my bikini bottoms down my legs. They fall, and I stand before him naked and open. My heart in my throat. We've only fooled around that one time. But I don't want just a taste, I want it all.

He leans forward and slides his hands up my waist. His touch is featherlike as he cups my full breasts. I tip my head back, loving the feel of his calloused hands along my sensitive skin. He drags me toward him, and his mouth opens against my breast.

"I get so jealous of Archer when he gets to touch you here." His voice is husky. "I want to touch you everywhere, Coral."

"Please."

He laves my nipple, nuzzling my breast, while his free hand massages and rubs the other. My knees are growing weak, my breathing erratic, my core clenching. He said I shouldn't be embarrassed about how wet I get for him, but I'm soaked and he's going to know soon enough.

Rowdy lifts me up and my butt hits the cushion. He drops to his knees in front of me. My hands bury in his hair as he buries his face in my pussy. He licks and sucks every part of me. He parts my folds and leans in, sucking my clit into his mouth hard. My nails scrape his scalp, and I scream as I orgasm right away. It doesn't take much for him to get me over the edge, but I can feel it building again. This time it's bigger and I want more.

"I need you, Rowdy. Please," I cry out.

He stands and drops his jeans along with his boxers. I stare at his erection. It's bigger than what I thought and felt it was. I know he'll fit, but he's going to stretch me so much, and I instantly want that. I want to feel full of him. I slide off the cushion and drop to my knees. I lick his cock from root to tip, circling the crown with my tongue. He groans, and his grip in my hair is tight, keeping me from doing what I want to do. I need to swallow him down my throat. I want to feel him there.

But before I can do that, he pulls me off him and sits on the bench.

"If you continue, I won't be able to take care of you like I want to."

"I want you."

I straddle his lap, and he helps guide me down onto his length. It's a slow invasion, and I'm stretched tight to the max but loving the feeling of me leading us. Of me being in charge. His hands flex along my waist and hips. When I'm finally seated and completely full of him, I throw my head back. My hair falling down my back. I lift up on my knees and slide back down on him, making him moan.

"Fuck, you’re so tight, Mouse. I don't ever want to leave this."

"Please fuck me," I beg, not sure I can do any more. I don't know how to guide us or get us both to where we need to be. The massive buildup of feelings and nerves is so huge I'm scared I won't be able to handle it all.

He lifts me up and back down on him. I move my hips to give us both a different angle, and now he's so deep inside me. I ride him as he helps me, and I'm not prepared for the explosion of feelings that burst from me. I scream and cry. Tears roll down my face as I lean in and kiss him deeply. Showing him what I can't say yet. He has one hand in my hair and the other on my hip.

"I need to fuck you properly."

He stands, still deep inside me, and moves across the deck toward the patio doors to his room. He kicks them open, then I feel the cool sheets hit my heated skin. He's over the top of me, his body moving. He grabs one of my legs and hooks it over his arm, going even deeper, and I cry out.

"I'm going to come, baby. Come with me again."

"Yes." I moan.

"Play with that little clit and get there."

I've only ever done this in the privacy of my own room, but right this minute I'll do anything he asks me to. My good hand reaches between us and my fingers circle my clit. The feeling of him filling and moving in and out of me along with my fingers is too much. I come so hard that every muscle locks up. I stare up at him, only seeing him as he throws his head back and groans my name as he comes deep inside of me. It’s at that moment I realize we didn’t use a condom. We talked about them before, and I’m not on anything because I’m nursing. Some women swear you can’t get pregnant, but I still worry about it.

I can’t think as he starts to move inside me again and my body comes alive once more. How can he be ready to go again? I thought that was only in romance novels and cheesy movies. I didn’t think it was real. But here he is proving me wrong. He pulls out and flips me to my stomach. He lifts up my hips and enters me from behind. He drives into my body again and again until he’s got me begging for more.

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Rowdy wraps his arms around me tightly, and I twist around to put my front to his as he sleeps. After that second time, he went outside and cleaned up everything by the fire and put it out. He then came back into the room and guided my sleepy body to the shower, where he cleaned me up thoroughly before we climbed into bed together.

Now I'm awake and hungry.

"Stop staring at me like that, Mouse." His gruff voice breaks me from my drool-worthy thoughts of licking his body all over before I find food.

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