Page 81 of Calling a Cease-Fire

“Don’t make a peep, or I’ll have to spank your ass later,” I teased.

Her lips lifted into a grin. “That’s not the deterrent you think it is.”

Damn, she was such a little brat. I loved how breathy her voice was. How her sass came through every word, but so did her desire. I was already seeing spots in the corner of my vision, and feeling my cock slide against the slick walls of her channel was overwhelming. It was so fucking intense, and I was sure I wouldn’t last long.

“Fuck. This feels amazing,” I gritted out.

“So good,” she panted softly. “So perfect.”

She threw her head back with a hiss as I drilled into her over and over.

“Baby,” I whispered, waiting for her to look at me. My need for her coupled with the intensity of the day left me wanting more from her. Everything. “I want to watch you fall apart.”

She seemed to understand what I needed, and she met and held my gaze. It burned bright, flaring with each thrust forward. Pleasure and happiness flashed in the depths. No walls. Just open for me.

I swallowed hard, the possible meaning of it and the hope that filled me egging me on. Her mouth fell open in a sharp intake of air and a soft moan escaped. In that moment, I didn’t even give a damn if she screamed at the top of her lungs. I wanted everyone inside to know she was mine.

“Zack,” she panted. “Oh my God. I can’t—” A whimper left her lips this time, louder than before. “Feels so good.”

“Fucking amazing.” I slammed harder into her, coaxing another soft moan from her lips.

Harder. Deeper. Faster. Until her eyes flashed and her walls gripped my cock so tight it pulled the breath from my lungs. Her mouth opened in a silent scream and spasms tore through her body. I was mesmerized, watching her as she fractured around me. My own climax hit me hard, and I exploded inside of her.

She latched her arms around my neck, and I buried my face in the crook of her shoulder. Holding onto her, I focused on her breathing, her little sighs of contentment, and the perfect way she felt in my arms.

Finally, having no choice, I slipped out of her warm, wet heat. I brought my hands up to cup her face and placed my lips against hers, savoring this moment with her. As our breathing returned to normal, I pressed a kiss to her forehead and stepped back, helping her off the hay bale.

I tucked myself back inside my pants, zipping them up as she smoothed her dress back in place and dusted hay from her ass.

“Will you dance with me before the night is over?” I asked, hopefully.

“Yes.” She stepped forward with a grin, reaching up and wiping her thumb under my lip. “You have my lipstick all over your mouth, babe.”

That last word settled firmly in my chest. The way it tumbled from her lips so easily made me so fucking happy.

She finished wiping my face and smiled up at me. “You go in first. I’m going to stop at the bathroom.” Her grin turned mischievous. “Someone made a mess of me.”

“Yes, I did,” I hummed, tucking her into my side and heading around the corner.

We parted ways and I watched her disappear into the farmhouse where the bathrooms were. Someone clearing their throat caught my attention, and I looked over to see Ethan—one of the officers assigned to keep an eye out for the arsonist—coming from the same direction we just did. The slight smirk and head nod in my direction made it clear he knew what had just happened.

I choked back a chuckle. Oops. It should upset me, but something about someone knowing what we just did made me unreasonably content. I turned and headed back into the reception, satisfied and a little euphoric.

“Hey,” Adam said, stepping in front of me. “I’ve been looking for you.” He studied me. “You look…happy.” His tone held surprise, and he shook his head. “No fucking idea what’s gotten into you tonight.”

“I told you, man. I was just tired. But I’m feeling much more awake now.”

“Any idea where Mia is?” Adam looked around. “Logan and Izzy want to get the whole group together down by the pond soon.”

I grabbed the back of my neck, glancing around like I had no clue she was in the bathroom cleaning up from our sexcapade. “Nah, I haven’t seen her,” I lied horribly.

He assessed me with narrowed eyes, and I smirked as I held his gaze. Until the flash of a fuchsia dress pulled my attention as Mia sauntered by, a devious smile aimed at me. I mimicked her expression, telling her with my eyes how much I wanted to do that again.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Adam bit out.

I whipped my gaze back to him. “What?”

He leaned forward, dropping his voice to a whisper. “If Lyla finds out you guys are sneaking around and hooking up, she’s going to be pissed.”