Drilled - Jayne Rylon Page 0,6

I got that epidural steroid shot a couple weeks ago.”

If she doubted him for an instant, she wouldn’t let him hurt himself, no matter how good it felt to her. Kate was more like him than she knew. Getting old sucked, but he wasn’t ready to allow any aches or pains to keep him from what they were about to do. He wasn’t dead yet.

“Well, if it’s sore I’ll rub it later,” she promised. “How’s that?”

“You can rub it even if it’s not,” he said with a smirk that caused her to laugh again and smack his shoulder. Hearing it made him even harder than he had been when she’d opened his jeans. Making Kate happy was his favorite pastime.

Even more, Kate understood that he needed this as much as she did. It killed him to feel so out of control when it came to Joe and the crew. Being separated lately was bad enough, but being far away when his best friend needed him…well, that wasn’t a feeling he was comfortable with.

As his desire to be in charge grew, she let him take control.

Mike growled as she turned pliant in his arms. He flashed her a wolfish smile before kissing the shit out of her. As he did, he rocked against her, impressing on her how hard he was and how well he was about to fuck her with arcs of his hips that stroked his hard cock over her mound.

Glad that she’d worn a simple sundress that day in an attempt to avoid the amplified effects the heat seemed to have on her lately, Mike hiked one of Kate’s thighs onto his hip, letting the silky fabric fall away.

He reached beneath it to her panties and yanked, ripping them from her in a move he’d perfected over the years. Thank god she enjoyed shopping for pretty new lingerie.

The lace fluttered downward and draped over one of the plants.

Suddenly Kate’s need became ferocious and his matched her mounting desire. Fortunately, she’d always been able to do that for him, ramp him up. Even if that meant cheering him on as he orchestrated the crew’s group-sex sessions.

She reached between them and yanked his jeans open wide, making him grateful the zipper didn’t maul his dick given the fact that he hadn’t bothered with underwear that day…or most.

Too bad the Powertools were scattered right now, focused on a number of different projects and stretched out across several states. Otherwise he might have called an emergency gathering.

Until they could be together again next weekend, Kate would be more than enough.

His hands gravitated to her ass, holding her at the exact right level for him to increase the pressure of his hard-on stroking against her. He adjusted his stance, angling his hips so that the next time they ground together, the blunt tip nudged her opening instead of gliding past it.

Kate cracked him up when she adjusted her dress, shielding the spot where they joined from view. Too bad. He’d never get tired of watching them come together and his flesh fuse with hers.

On the brink of penetrating, he paused.

“You’re not teasing me, are you?” Kate glared.

She nipped his lower lip, making him chuckle. “Never. You want it?”

The desperate sound she made would have probably embarrassed her with anyone but Mike or the rest of the crew. After decades together, she trusted them completely even with the most vulnerable parts of her psyche. The facets of herself she revealed only to them.

So he figured he should reward her for her candor.

“It’s yours,” Mike said without waiting for her response. He groaned as he rocked forward, lodging a few inches within her. It shocked and thrilled him that she could still make him feel this good, that his body fit hers so perfectly. It was exciting every time.

Kate threw her head back, rapping it on the wall, as she tried to worm her way down his shaft. Mike held her hips in his steely grip and ignored the pleading of her body as he filled her at his own steady, relentless pace. He kissed her so that she had to lean forward a bit and wouldn’t hurt herself again.

Deeper and deeper he slid into her, working her open, as she did her best not to scream her satisfaction and blow what little cover they had.

Even years of practice didn’t take away the thrill of burying himself within her fully. Mike filled her completely, possessed her from the inside out. And she loved every second,