Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 96260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
“Drum roll, please,” I said as I unzipped, my girth stiffening.
As I pulled his fly apart, I growled at the aquamarine lace waistband to the black piece. I pushed my face against it, kissing, licking, nipping at them.
Keeg rested his hands on the back of my head, petting, encouraging my work.
I heard his soft moan as I enjoyed the beauty of these panties on him.
My reaction to these was always so primal—some part of me driving me to take him and make him mine.
I hadn’t ever understood the reason fucking panties got me going like that, but I didn’t need to understand. I just needed Keegan in these, at my disposal.
I pulled away and glanced up as he watched me, his eyes alight with that familiar enthusiasm. His curls were in a mess over his head, his smile broad on his face, pushing into the dimples.
“These are new,” I said.
“Yes, they are. I was in Victoria’s Secret with Casey last weekend while my O was away.”
“I didn’t care for being away any more than you did.”
Since we’d officially become a couple, Keeg had opened up to some of his closest friends about his dirty little secret, and while I’d enjoyed when it was just ours to share, I enjoyed that he felt as though he could be open and free about something that gave him so much joy.
I finished removing his pants—the fucking inconvenience they were—and tossed them off the bed with the rest of his annoying clothes until he was lying before me in just my new black-and-aquamarine surprise.
“Such a perfect, tight body, and looks like these muscles are getting bigger.”
“I’ve been working out a little bit. Trying to pack on the pounds, you know? Now that I have a man to keep.”
“Certainly you know this body can hypnotize me with just about whatever you could do to it.”
“Your eager and willing manwhore awaits your thick and hole-hungry cock.”
He planted his feet on the sheets and pushed his hips up, rocking his pelvis up and down, demonstrating how he wanted to ride me.
I burst into a laugh…but what the fuck did I think was so funny because, Jesus, that was hot.
He planted his ass back on the bed and glanced down at my erection. “Look how hard that got you,” he noted. “I better suck.”
He started to move, but I pressed my hand against his chest.
“Oh no. Not with that ass tease, you will not. I want to be inside you.”
“Yes, sir. I mean, paid me fifteen grand,” he joked. “So certainly you get to decide how you want to take me.”
“First things first.”
I slid the panties down his legs, keeping them around his thighs, just the way I liked.
“No need to taint a perfectly good pair of underwear with lube stains.”
I grabbed the lube and slathered some across my shaft. Then taking his legs, positioned them on my shoulders before tucking my cock between his tight cheeks.
We’d only begun barebacking, but I adored being in him raw, working my way on that familiar path inside him. I watched his expression, enjoyed the sensation of him as his body adjusted to me.
“Your hole always makes me feel so big.”
“My hole enjoys that you are big.”
In and out, I kept up my work, watching as his head twisted either way on the mattress.
I slid one hand down his thigh, making a path to his body before leaning down and taking his panties into my mouth, biting down, getting a whiff of him.
“You smell amazing, Keeg.”
I buried my face against them as I fucked him, then discarded them so we could get totally lost in just each other.
We fucked as we’d fucked so many times before, like some sort of wrestling match with the bed as our mat as we each worked, not to take the other down, but to put one another through as much pleasure as our bodies could bear. Keegan wound up on top of me, where I’d learned he enjoyed it best because it gave him a chance to really show me all he could do with that ass, moving up and down, filling himself with my cock, allowing me to watch him enjoying how it felt inside him.
It was a frustrating part of fucking that so many times I wanted to see his pleasure, but that warred with my impulse to have my face buried against his body or enjoying those hot lips that had earned him the nickname.
I was climbing higher and higher, and I knew I had to act quickly if I had any more requests. “Now you have to show me something again.”
I wrapped my arms around his thighs and slid one leg at a time along the mattress until I was on my knees, my cock still deep in his hole. He rested his legs on either side of me.