Page 80 of Riding Free

A moan escapes my lips, and Brock swallows the sound. Then his hands fall away from my cheeks, and I feel them between us. He pops the button of my shorts, shoves them down my legs, then he wraps his arm around my waist before he picks me up.

I let out a cry as he plants my bare ass on the edge of the kitchen counter. Holding on to his shoulders, I grip him there, ripping my mouth from his as I lean my head back slightly.

My eyes find his and my lips part slightly.

He smiles down at me, his dancing gaze searching mine. “Hey,” he rasps again.

“Hey,” I breathe.

He chuckles, then I feel his fingers between my legs. He swirls them around my clit before he sinks two inside me. My head falls back slightly, and my fingers dig into his biceps as I hold on to him.

Brock curls his fingers inside me, making a come-hither motion like only he can. My head drops between my shoulders, my back arching in a silent plea for his mouth against my breasts.

Thankfully, he reads me well and responds. His head shifts, and I feel his mouth on my breast. He sucks my nipple in deep, his teeth sinking down into my skin as he sucks on me there.

My thighs tremble as he takes me, owns me, consumes me. Gripping the edge of the countertop, I can’t help but wonder how strong this surface is, because I’m afraid I might break it.

“Please,” I whimper.

He releases my breast, his fingers still moving inside me. I’m so sore. My body is completely on edge and ready to come at any given moment, but it aches so damn badly. He continues to move his fingers inside me, and I can’t help but want his cock to fill me instead of his fingers.

I don’t beg him to fill me, too lost in the sensation of his fingers. He feels good. He always feels good. Then he shifts forward, and I feel his lips touch mine. He doesn’t deepen the kiss, even though I would love that.

Instead, he rests his mouth against my own as he continues to work me with his fingers. I want more. I want it all, but words escape me, so all I do is make noises, and whimper, and cry out with ecstasy.

“Fuck,” he hisses against my mouth.

“Please,” I whimper.

CHAPTER

SIXTY-ONE

HOUND

“Please.”

That’s all she has to say, and I’ll give her whatever she wants, including my cock… Well, I’ll happily give her my cock any time. She doesn’t even have to ask, and she can have it. I’m always ready to fuck her, no questions asked.

Reaching between us, I unzip and shove my jeans down to the floor. I’m hard and ready, though I have been since I walked into this house and saw her standing in the kitchen. Just the sight of her always makes me ready.

The entire incident with her father completely vanishes. I forget it even happened. I’ll talk to her about it later. Pushing it out of my mind, I focus on what’s in front of me. Her sweet body begging for me.

Freeing myself, I curl my fingers around my length and stroke a few times before I shift my fingers from Keely’s body. She moans, her body on edge, primed and ready. She hasn’t come yet, but I can’t wait another second.

I need to be inside her.

I align the head of my cock with her center but don’t sink inside her immediately. I stay as still as possible, closing my eyes, and I let out a slow exhale as I try to keep from pounding into her without a single thought for how she feels and chase my own orgasm.

I cup her cheeks as I open my eyes and look directly into hers. She gives me everything in this moment. All of her hopes and dreams, all of her desires, I can feel them pouring out of her and into me. I’ve never felt anything like this in my entire goddamn life.

Sliding my thumbs along her cheekbones, I look into her eyes, searching them. Keely’s nails dig into my biceps as she does the same. They sparkle, and it makes my cock ache.

I need to look into those sparkling eyes while I fuck her—now. She lifts her legs, wrapping them around my waist in an attempt to pull me closer to her. She can have whatever the fuck she wants from me. I’m hers to have, every fucking inch.

“What do you want, baby?” I ask.

“You, Brock. I want you,” she exhales.