Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 92704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
“Clothes can be so damned inconvenient sometimes,” I said, pushing against his shoulder and wrestling him onto his back.
“Oh, where did that move come from?”
“Hey, I know how to handle a man.”
Just as quick, he rolled with me, until I was beneath him once again. “Two can play that game.”
We were as playful as when we’d been in the kitchen.
Leaning into me, he nibbled at my bottom lip before snarling and biting just a little harder.
Not too much. Just right.
That heat that had rushed to my face was radiating through my entire body, pure desire pulsating through me.
He released my lip and leaned back. He grabbed my cock and pumped it, precome spilling onto me. “Looks like I’m getting to you too,” he said, as though just loving the way he got me going.
“I’d rather you be getting in me.”
He sized me up quickly before grabbing my right leg. He hooked his arm under it and rolled me over, guiding me onto my stomach. His movements were aggressive, forceful. So very not what others would have thought about Sawyer in the bedroom, but exactly how I’d always envisioned it would be.
I felt so goddamn proud—of Sawyer, yes, but also my own near-psychic ability to have known what Sawyer had hidden from all the world…and had attempted to hide even from me.
He pulled back on my thighs, guiding me to my knees, and then I felt his face against my ass, his tongue sliding up my hole.
“Oh fuck, Sawyer.”
Licking, flicking, running his tongue in circles. The way he went at it was as though he hadn’t enjoyed the taste of an ass in a very long time, and I was the lucky recipient of his attention. He slid his face along my ass cheek, then gripped it with his hands, offering that familiar bite, like he had in his car. I buried my face against the comforter, clawing at it.
Sawyer growled before offering another gentle bite, then pushed his cheek up against my flesh and inhaled like he was breathing my ass in. Something about the way he was appreciating my body brought out the animal in me. I turned and lunged at him. He leaned back, rising to his knees as I kissed him once again.
“Holy shit!” he called as I felt a jerk and a tug.
I guess I hadn’t been paying as much attention as I should have, because he was just barely on the mattress, and my movement pushed him back enough that he went tumbling. In my determination to stop him, I pulled myself right along with him. Then the room was jerking about for all the wrong reasons until I landed on him, straddling his waist.
“Oh fuck! Sorry,” I said.
Sawyer’s expression was twisted up with tension as he looked around, surely trying to find his bearings, just as I was. I glanced over my shoulder, checking to make sure I hadn’t damaged one of his most important pieces of equipment. Fortunately, it lay flat against him, unaffected by our fall.
As I turned back to him, his eyes were still wide with surprise, but a laugh pushed free from his lips, intensifying, assuring me he wasn’t banged up too much.
“You good?” I asked.
“Yes, more than good. That was surprisingly fun. Like being a kid. You okay?”
“Yeah, you broke my fall.”
“Well, as you can tell, I’m pretty durable.”
“Yes, you are,” I said, admiring him, before leaning down and taking another kiss.
I figured we should get up and return to the bed, but he seemed unfazed by the fall, rolling with me again until I was on my back. As he kissed me and rubbed his cock against the side of my leg, I relaxed back into the experience, my body reminding me that I was safely tucked beneath him. I enjoyed the way his dick felt against me, imagining what it would feel like inside me, knowing I wouldn’t have to wait much longer to find out. I rolled toward him, pushing him onto his back, then taking his wrists and pinning them over his head.
“And here I thought you wanted me to be all dominant.”
“I do, but you gotta earn it.”
“Oh, really?” he asked, pulling one wrist free and rolling us once again until I was on my back, beneath him again. “Clearly not that difficult to take charge of you.”
He leaned down and licked up my lips, like he totally owned me.
“Um…I think someone needs to grab the condoms and lube if he wants to take charge of me.”
“Yeah, I probably should go ahead and do that now.” He got up and headed to the bed.
As he unwrapped the condom, I tackled him from the side, knocking him back onto the bed.
“The fuck?”
I straddled his waist again, pinning him as I had before. “Figured you didn’t play fair back in the kitchen, so I didn’t have to play fair here.”