Destroy For Her - R.B. Hilliard Page 0,29
the next thing she knew, she was flat on her back with her knees at his waist and him pounding deep inside her. A groan ripped from his throat as he drove her to the crest. It was perfect, beyond perfect; it was the best she’d ever had. She screamed as the blinding pleasure of her orgasm blasted through her.
His head shot up, the veins of his neck straining as he let out a strangled, “Fuuck!” A long moment passed before he expelled another garbled groan, then collapsed on top of her.
Chapter Eleven
AX FLOPPED ONTO his back with a loud sigh as the post-euphoria from one of the best orgasms of his life rushed through him. He knew sex with Sage would be good. Hell, they’d been dancing around it for years, there was no way it couldn’t be good, but he had no idea it would be this good.
“Damn, woman, had I known it was going to be like this, I—”
Sage’s hand smacked his chest. “Don’t you dare finish that sentence.”
Pushing onto his elbow, he gazed down at her beautiful blue eyes and smiled. “You called me a God.”
Laughter burst from her mouth. “It’s good to see you haven’t lost your ego.”
He dipped his head and touched his mouth to hers. “Be back in a minute.”
She playfully swatted his ass as he moved past her, then squealed when he dove on top of her, kissing her breathless. Damn, he’d just come so hard he saw stars, and he already wanted her again. One time, and he was addicted to her. Who was he kidding? He’d always been addicted to her; he was just too stupid to admit it.
“Mercy,” she cried through her laughter.
“You’re a bad girl.”
She licked her lips. “Punish me, please.”
He was going to punish her, alright, just as soon as he got rid of the condom. He crawled from the bed and grinned when he noticed her eyeballing his cock. “Look what you’ve done now?” he teased. The hungry look on her face said it all. She liked his cock, a lot.
He dumped the condom and washed his hands before heading back to bed. Sage was lying on her side with her tits on full display, and he was reminded of all the times he’d jacked off to those tits and that perfect little body. It was especially bad in the summer when she pranced around the pool in her barely-there bikini. Fuck, Gibby may not have cared about guys drooling over her body, but it drove him crazy.
“What are you smiling about?” she asked as he crawled in beside her.
He inched closer, to where their bodies were almost touching, and began tracing her collarbone. “I was thinking about all the times I jacked off while fantasizing about your body.”
Her blue eyes widened, and she let out a choked laugh. “You did not.”
“It’s true,” he murmured before continuing a downward path to her tit and pinching the tiny, pink bud. A seductive-as-fuck sigh escaped from her pretty little mouth. Christ, she was killing him. “Do you remember the time at the pool when Rider and I got in a fight and Steele made us leave?”
“Yes, everyone was mad because the two of you ruined all the fun.”
He let out a low chuckle. “It was because Rider wouldn’t stop talking about your tits. He pissed me off so bad that I punched him.”
She blinked. Her teeth scraped across her bottom lip, and he could tell she wanted to say something.
“Say it,” he urged.
“You knew about Gibbs, didn’t you?”
Talk about a loaded question. “What, that he couldn’t hold his alcohol, or that when he was drinking, he couldn’t control his dick?”
A look of pain flashed across her face. “Both,” she whispered.
Ax thought about what to say. Gibby was his friend, his brother. He didn’t want to speak badly about him, but the man had demons. He had no doubt that if Gibby hadn’t died when he did, those demons would have taken him down, and they would have taken Sage right along with him.
“When did you find out?”
She let out a hollow laugh. “Right after we got married, when he stayed out all night and came home reeking of Tara’s perfume.” Her nose scrunched. “It smelled like rancid flowers, and she always wore too much. When I confronted him about it, he lied and said he was at Spur’s with Sledge and Rider. He told me they ended up crashing at Sledge’s. I questioned Aimee later that day, and