Page 51 of Only for the Season

“Reach down and pull your dress up until it’s bunched around your waist.”

She stares into my eyes as she does exactly as I say. Her blue eyes sparkle with challenge. I can’t wait until they sparkle with passion.

I tear my gaze away from hers to look down. Her green dress is bunched around her waist, allowing me a clear view of her black, lace panties.

I want to rip her panties away, but ripped panties create more expectations than opening doors. I trace the skin along the edge of her thigh-highs instead and she shivers in response.

“Hands on the wall,” I growl as I kneel down.

I wait until her palms are plastered against the wall before I reach for her panties. I want to taste her. I bet she’s as sweet as the sugar she uses in her baking. But my cock has nearly lost its patience. Later. I’ll taste every inch of her later.

I draw her panties down her legs until they fall to the ground. “Kick them away.”

My cock weeps when she follows my order. “Good girl.”

I enjoy the feel of the silk of her thigh-highs as I trail my hands up her legs until I reach her core. “Are you wet for me?” I ask as I dip my finger into her pussy. I moan at the moisture gathered there.

“It’s been a while.”

“Your dry spell is officially over, Princess.”

I plunge two fingers inside her and she moans as she tries to ride them.

“Stay still,” I order.

“You promised not to deny me orgasms.”

“I promise you’re going to come so hard you scream.”

She meets my gaze. “Yes, please.”

“I fucking love it when you beg.” I reward her by pumping my fingers in and out of her. She bites her bottom lip and her legs tremble as she fights to stay still. “Good girl. Are you ready for your reward?”

“Yes,” she breathes out. “A million gallons of moonshine, yes.”

I withdraw my fingers – I’ll be getting her off with them later – and reach for my belt. I open my pants and pull out my cock. I quickly don a condom before grasping her hips.

“Wrap your legs around me.”

She does as I ask and now we’re lined up perfectly. I notch my cock at her entrance.

“This is going to be hard and fast. We’ll do slow later.”

I don’t give her a chance to respond before I thrust inside her all the way until my balls slap against her ass. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. She feels better than anything I’ve ever felt before. She’s hot and wet and her walls are tight around me.

I want to stay buried in her forever. My back tingles and my balls heat. I clench my jaw before I give in to the desire to come. Parker comes first.

“Hard and fast,” I grit out before slowly withdrawing. When only the tip remains inside her wet heat, I plunge back inside.

Her breasts press against my chest as I pump into her pussy over and over again. Her head falls back and thumps against the wall. Her eyes fall closed as she takes everything I give her.

A blush travels from her cheeks down her neck to the top of her dress. I want to see where her blush ends. I want to strip her bare and touch every inch of her skin. Next time, I promise myself. Next time.

Her walls spasm around my cock. “Are you ready to come, Princess?”

“So ready.”

“Open your eyes.”