Page 41 of Out of Bounds


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Our mouths crash, and our teeth clash. Neither of us can control ourselves. She goes to pull off the shirt of mine she’s wearing, and I stop her.

“No, I want to fuck you while you’re wearing my shirt. Do you know how hot you are?” Fire licks up my core in an instant for this woman.

She strips me of my clothes, and only my Stallions shirt covers her body. I pump her with my fingers to the point she’s dripping wet and then push her suitcase off the bed and flip her over.

“Oh.”

“Baby, you’re going to have the orgasm of your life.” I pull her ass to the right position and line my hard-as-steel shaft into her center. This angle exposes everything: her creamy arousal, her pink glistening folds, and her puckered hole.

Pushing into her velvety muscles, she winces.

“Do you need me to stop?”

She shakes her head, but her muscles tighten. Once I’m seated all the way inside her, I move my hips in small circles, trying to stretch her just a little. If I don’t, it will hurt her. My hands press down on her back and piston my hips slowly.

“Oh God. You’re amazing,” she praises.

“You’re taking me so deep. But I can go deeper.”

“Deeper?”

Pulling her hips higher and pushing her chest into the mattress, I relish her little sounds. “This feels so fucking good, baby. The way you’re sucking me in… slow. The way my erection fills you, and there’s no room for even a condom. Just you and me.”

Us being together sexually surpasses every lustful dream I’ve had of her. I’m drunk on her scent. Sober on my feelings. Intoxicated by our connection.

“Hmm… yes, that’s the spot.”

I know. Somehow I just knew what she would like. Right girl. Right time, finally.

We set a furious pace, and she screams, “Dane,” repeatedly. I pull her hair back and kiss her while she’s falling apart. I feel her orgasm squeezing, her muscles pulsing like a drum to the music of us.

My teeth scrape across her red, whelped skin. “How did we not do this before?”

She can’t speak as her body recovers. My core burns like I’ve done a thousand sit-ups. The tension builds and travels to my toes. Sweat drips from my hair and my face onto her body that’s also covered in a thin layer of perspiration. Pulling her hair more and bringing her back to my chest, I ask or demand. “Come for me, baby. Just one more time.”

“I… I… harder. The hair, pull it harder,” she lets out a raspy plea.

Fuck, she’s the perfect partner. As I pull it taut, I fear I might be hurting her, but she gasps, “Yes, yes.”

Nerves shoot up my legs as they tighten as I try to slow down so it doesn’t end, but that would take superhuman powers that I don’t have, so I bury myself as deep inside her as possible.

I push her back to all fours while still holding her hair and thrust into her several more times until she falls apart. My toes curl, and my body stiffens as I spill my seed into her. With Lettie, sex seems heightened, like it’s my first time experiencing sex.

“Such a bad, bad girl.”

She slings her hair and looks over her shoulder. “Aren’t you supposed to say good girl.”

Wrapping my arms around her stomach, we collapse onto the bed, and I groan into her ear, “You’re a very bad girl, and I love it.” As I kiss her neck and cheek, I ask, “Am I too heavy?”

“A little, but please don’t get up.”

Reveling in our connection, we stay with my body draping hers. For me, I enjoy the way our bodies are pasted together, held together with our sweat.

Eventually, she wiggles around until we’re chest to chest. Her clear green eyes stare into mine with so much emotion. But Lettie’s like a stubborn bull when she needs answers. With one hand wrapped around my back, the other strokes my hair from my face. “We still need to talk about what we’re doing moving forward.”

Lettie is laser focused so I know she took her meds and is adjusting to being back on them. And when Lettie puts her mind to something, she doesn’t let go.

It’s the first time I wish she hadn’t taken her medicine, and we could stay in this impulsive moment forever.

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