Summer Love_ A Steamy Small Town Romance Anthology - Piper Rayne Page 0,14

waist.

“I wanna watch you ride me. Take your pleasure, honey.” He holds his cock by the base while I position myself over top of it.

I sink down on him and we both groan at the tight fit. Then I slide up again and push down a little farther. I repeat this pattern until he’s fully seated inside of me and then I just hold still and breathe for a moment, adjusting to his size.

There’s a gentleness about his eyes that I’ve never seen from him as he reaches up and fondles my breasts. Panic wells up in my chest, but I force it down. Now is not the time.

He tugs on my nipples as I begin to move. He slides in and out of me and the fullness lights up every one of my nerve endings. I grind myself down on him, getting some delicious friction on my clit, and can’t help but moan.

His large hands drift down to my waist and he sets the pace while he pushes up from under me. His grunts and my moans fill the meadow and probably bounce off the glistening water of the lake.

I’m close and he can tell. I don’t know how he always knows but he does.

He jackknifes up into a sitting position and with one hand still on my hip and one in my hair he kisses me while I grind down onto him. My movements become jerky as my climax nears and then I’m crying out, head thrown back as ecstasy overwhelms me. I squeeze around him and he groans into my neck like it’s just as good for him as it is for me.

Moose lets me catch my breath for a moment then he flips us so that he’s over the top of me.

I love how much larger he is than me. It makes me feel feminine when his large, muscled body is over mine.

He was still inside me when he flipped us, so he thrusts slowly in and out of me. The pace is a delicious torture and my fingernails dig into his biceps.

The way he’s gazing down at me… there’s something in his eyes I’ve never seen before.

“What?” I ask in a soft voice.

“Seein’ my ink on you while I’m inside you? ‘Bout the best damn feeling I’ve ever had.” Then he pulls out and slams into me, and I grunt from the force.

I cry out in pleasure. He continues to hammer in and out of me and his eyes never leave my face. I reach up and run my hand over the side of his neck, over his shoulder and down his arm, over all his sexy ink.

Moose pulls one of my legs up onto his shoulder and plunges in and out of me to hit a spot inside me that feels amazing and overwhelming all at once.

“Oh my God,” I pant.

“That’s right, honey. I want you comin’ again.” He shifts his hips a bit and I lose all control.

I come on a scream and jerk underneath him. He follows behind me seconds later, stilling and holding himself inside me with a few small jerks while he groans.

When he opens his eyes, he bends down and gives me a slow kiss, his tongue running against mine in a languid pace as though we have all the time in the world.

Why does that thought scare me?

Chapter Eight

Moose

Two weeks have passed since our day in the meadow and we’ve picked up right where we left off. Actually, we’ve warped sped ahead and now she’s at my place or I’m at her place every waking moment we’re not together.

I’m on bouncer duty tonight, so I’m just stopping by her place with Wok 4 U so we can have dinner together before I take off.

I give two swift knocks on the door with my hand and cringe when the pain in my side flares up again. It’s been bugging me for a couple days now, and I think I must’ve pulled a damn muscle in my workout.

Reagan calls out for me to come in, so I twist the handle with the hand that’s not holding the takeout, then open it and go inside, finding Reagan in her kitchen leaning against the counter and looking down at her phone. It’s clear to me that she’s not pleased—her lips are pursed and there’s a crease at the bridge of her nose.

“What’s up?” I set the takeout on the kitchen table and walk over to her.

“Did you see this?” She holds her