Page 31 of Fallen Rider


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I come first, going over the edge with a harsh inhalation of breath before he spills his hot cum inside me. I cling to his shoulders, dropping my head into his neck as he slows his pace before pulling out of me altogether. He runs his hands up the back of my camisole before I raise my head and peer into his face, my eyes glazed, I’m sure.

Gently, he releases his hold on me and untangles mine, so he can move over to the side and grab some kitchen roll. Then he starts to wipe between my legs.

“We didn’t use anything.”

I gesture taking a pill and he nods.

“You’re on the pill?”

I nod.

“I’m clean too, but we should have used something.” He kisses my head. “I’m sorry, baby.”

I shake my head. He has nothing to be sorry for. I was as complicit in what just happened as he was. I never once thought about using a condom.

I pick my phone up from the counter where I placed it while Dane was shagging my brains out and type, “It’s fine. I wanted it too.”

He kisses my forehead and slides me off the counter. Then he helps me pull my shorts up my legs.

“You being here…” He snorts. “It’s torture. How am I supposed to keep my fucking hands off you?”

I shrug, but smile, because I don’t want him to keep his hands off me.

“We’re crossing a line here that I don’t think can be uncrossed, baby, because I don’t think I can give you up.”

That’s good, because I don’t think I can give him up either—no matter what Slade demands.

And that could be a problem.

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