Page 29 of Sweet Escape (Whispering Oaks Ranch #1)
Hot breath fans over my cheek as he whispers each filthy word like the most sensual promise. He nips at my earlobe as his fingers continue to drive me higher and higher. “Look at me. I want you to see how stunning you are like this, fucking yourself on my fingers, taking everything you need.”
“I–I’m close.”
“I know, honey. Let go for me.”
I’m standing on the edge of a cliff, ready to jump headlong into oblivion, when he slides a third finger inside. I come undone right then and there, the delicious stretch sending me soaring to new heights.
He strokes me through the high until I’m completely boneless, bu t it’s still not enough for him. I can see it in his eyes—there’s an insatiable hunger there.
He slides his hand out of my jeans, staring straight into the mirror as he brings his fingers to his lips and sucks each one clean. “You are the sweetest fucking dessert.” He grips my neck, his mouth meeting mine in a lazy kiss.
The rain pelting against the window is an eerily beautiful soundtrack to our precarious connection. Need quickly turns to complete and utter desperation as he lifts me into his arms and carefully lays me on the bed.
I lean up on my elbows, watching every movement as he unceremoniously rips off my jeans, taking my panties with them. His sweatpants are the next to go. His hard length juts out in front of him, tempting me with a taste.
He smirks and takes himself in hand. “I’d love nothing more than to see your pretty pink lips wrapped around my cock, but the only place I’m coming tonight is inside your tight pussy.
” He stalks over to the bed with single-minded focus, zeroed in on the apex of my thighs.
“Spread your knees and show me what’s mine. ”
I drop my legs open, not a single trace of self-consciousness—not with Wilder looking at me like I’m something to be worshipped.
He groans. “Goddamn, Liv. I’ll never get enough of this body. If I could fuck another baby into you tonight, I’d damn well do it.”
I inhale sharply, my teeth digging into my bottom lip. I shouldn’t like the sound of that, but against all rational thought, I do.
“Touch me.” It’s a shameless plea, but I’m not above begging. I need him. I want to feel him inside me, stretching me.
The bed dips as he crawls between my spread thighs. He’s the predator and I’m his prey, and I’m more than willing to let him consume me.
Wilder
I didn’t mean for anything to happen when I asked Olivia to spend the night. I thought I’d feel better having her nearby after our emotional conversation, but I realized pretty quickly I’d made a grave error in bringing her into my space when she’s all I can fucking think about.
She looks like a goddess splayed out across my bed, every dip and curve on full display for me. The knowledge that she’s carrying my baby is turning me on more than I’d like to admit.
“I need to be inside you,” I say. “Roll onto your side, honey.”
I lay my body alongside hers, her softness a perfect contrast to my hardness. Sliding my calloused palm up the outside of her thigh, I pull her leg over my hip and line myself up at her entrance.
“Fuuuuuuck.” The word comes out garbled as I slide home, her tight heat gripping me harder than I remember. I gather her hair in my fist and pull, exposing the long expanse of her neck to my lips. Her breath hitches as I begin to rock forward and back, but it’s not enough. “Need you to ride me.”
I shift onto my back, bringing her with me so she’s straddling my lap.
The angle hits deeper than before as she flattens her feet against the bed.
My hands snake under her body and grip her ass, supporting her as she bounces on my cock.
She leans back with her hands on my shins, and the new position gives me the perfect view of my length sliding inside her glistening pussy.
“That’s it. Take what you need. Use me, my greedy girl.”
I expect my words to encourage her, but she stills with a mischievous gleam in her eye.
I track her movements as she shifts off t he bed and walks over to the armoire, plucking the cowboy hat off the hook on the wall.
Leaning back against the headboard, hands behind my head, I wait to see what she’s going to do.
When she returns to the bed, she places the hat on her head and straddles my lap backward, one hand resting against my shin as the other grips my shaft and guides me back inside her body, sinking down one agonizing inch at a time.
My eyes are locked on her round ass. Her knees are planted firmly on either side of my lap as she begins to rock back and forth.
The hand that was on my cock holds the hat in place.
She throws her head back in ecstasy as her golden locks cascade down her back.
“This is a helluva view, Cupcake.”
She moans, her pussy clenching around my shaft. “Shit. I’m gonna come.”
“That’s my girl,” I growl, my fingertips digging into her lush hips as she sways on top of me like a goddamn wet dream come true. “You’re taking me so well. Come for me, honey.”
I plant my feet on the bed and fuck up into her, meeting her thrust for thrust until her thighs are trembling and she’s coming around my cock with my name on her lips. She slips off me, placing the cowboy hat on my head, then kneels between my thighs, licking me from root to tip.
“Mmmm. You like the taste of your cum on my dick?”
She takes me deep, gagging when I hit the back of her throat. My hand tangles in her hair, keeping it off her face so I can watch the show as tears stream down her cheeks.
“Fuck, Liv,” I grunt. “I’m close. Tell me where you want me.”
She hums around my shaft, taking me deeper, and I lose the last thread of my resistance, coming on a strangled groan. She swallows every last drop. When she releases me, her eyes are red-rimm ed and glassy. She’s the most beautiful mess I’ve ever laid eyes on.
I open my arms in invitation, and she doesn’t waste any time snuggling against my chest, our breaths evening out as we come down from the high.
Her hand glides over my chest, her delicate fingers playing with the smattering of hair.
I sweep her golden locks from her forehead, unable to resist the urge to plant my lips there.
“That was incredible, but I should probably shower.”
“Told you I’d make a mess of you, and I’m planning to do it all over again. So, you can go get cleaned up, but we’ll be right back where we started in ten minutes.”
“Ten minutes, huh? You're gonna be ready to go again that quickly, old man?”
She squeals as I flip our positions so she’s beneath me, her hands pinned above her head.
“Old man, huh?” I thrust my hips so she can feel every inch of me—I’m already halfway hard just thinking about fucking her again.
“Ok, fine. You win!” She giggles. “Give me at least a few minutes to recover. I worked hard for that one.”
“You did. Maybe it’s my turn to repay the favor.” My lips glide down her body, kissing every gorgeous inch of exposed flesh.
She gasps when I reach the apex of her thighs and dive in headfirst. “Wilder! It’s too much!”
“You can take it.” I kiss the inside of her thigh and glide my tongue over her sensitive pussy, eliciting a sharp intake of breath. I moan against her clit, letting her feel the vibrations, and she squirms beneath me.
Her fingers tangle in my hair, pulling at the roots and holding me exactly where she wants me. It’s not long before she’s coming on my tongue, and I collapse against her soft belly .
I kiss the spot where our baby is growing as her fingers brush against my scalp in soothing patterns. “Mmm, that feels nice.”
Her breathing evens out, movements slowing until her hand drops away. I glance up to find her fast asleep on my pillow, her cheeks rosy and lips parted. I crawl out of bed and grab an extra blanket from the armoire, draping it over her sleeping form before nestling under and pulling her against me.
I don’t know when the storm ended, but a more potent one still rages inside me, one I fear I’m going to be swept up in the longer I try to deny this connection. This isn’t just our bodies connecting anymore, and I’m not sure it ever was.
She burrows into my chest, sighing contentedly. Before long, I’m fast asleep and she’s right here with me. Safe and whole, and maybe a little bit mine.