Loner by Harloe Rae Page 0,29
wrenched off without concern for shredding leather or denim. I stalk forward until my knees hit the silky comforter. Keegan squirms, her toes curling into the blanket. I point at her panties. “Ditch the scrap.”
She tilts her chin. “You first.”
“I believe ladies always have that privilege.”
She huffs and rolls her eyes, but doesn’t argue. I catch the sorry—albeit hot as fuck—excuse for underwear when she tosses them at me. A spark flashes in her emerald gaze when I tuck the dainty lace into my waistband. I toy with one of the strings. “A little memento.”
“Does that mean I get to keep yours?”
I shrug. “Sure.”
“Great. Give me my present.”
I palm my aching cock. “Unwrap your gift?”
“Whatever gets you to lose the shorts.”
I drop my briefs with one fluid move. My length bobs free, the tip smacking against my lower abs. Excitement for what’s to come already glistens from the slit. I bite my lip, focusing solely on the restless woman in front of me. The sight of her naked, for me, is enough to reach the highest peak without a single touch. But where’s the fun in that?
Her rapt focus is set solely on me. That unwavering attention makes me bold, wanting to shove more limits out of our way. With a thumb, I spread the moisture around the most sensitive part of me. A groan rolls off my tongue when Keegan’s breath hitches.
“It’s been awhile for me.” She slams her knees together, gaze zeroed in on my erection.
I give myself a lazy stroke. “Don’t get shy on me now.”
She lifts her chin, fixing me with a fuck-hot glare. “I’m not, but when did you become Mr. Suave Confidence?”
“Wouldn’t go that far. But about this?” Another slow upward glide. “Always.”
A rosy flush spreads across the valley of her breasts. “Do you know how to use that impressive piece of equipment?”
“I’ll let you be the judge of that.”
She unlocks her thighs, exposing my newfound fantasy. “By all means. Show me what you’ve got.”
The bed dips when I kneel onto the edge. “I can’t claim to tolerate, let alone enjoy, many shared activities with others. But this, with you, will be revolutionary.”
That seductive tongue peeks out, wetting her bottom lip. “Another compliment? I’m beginning to get spoiled, Ford.”
“Just wait for the orgasms.”
A strangled noise bobbles in her throat. “Plural?”
“Afraid you can’t handle me?”
With that taunt, Keegan tips her head back and laughs. “Big boy with a huge ego. Show me what you’ve got.”
A snarl rips out of me, and I crawl over her. “With pleasure.”
My dick kisses her entrance, seeking a welcome only she can offer. Keegan is a priceless beauty—the rarest find. A woman who needs to be taken with tenderness and care. She deserves only the softest hands from the most thorough lovers. That has never been my style. For her, I can play along. I want to worship every inch, lavish her silky skin with the affection she deserves. But the hold on my control is unraveling.
As if her insistent need matches mine, Keegan bucks her hips against me. “No foreplay necessary. I’m more than prepared. Just get inside me.” Her punchy statements are paired with panting exhales. “We can explore more during round two.”
She’s already planning a second. I’ll never argue. The night is just beginning, and we have hours until the sun will interrupt.
“Fuck, you’re incredible.” The confession spills out beyond my limits. But there’s no going back.
I wade into the green pool of her eyes, succumbing to the trance she has over me. With a single stroke, I slide inside of her snug warmth. The error in my ways hits me seconds too late, a sledgehammer to my fraying restraint. I’m not prepared for the onslaught of spine-tingling euphoria that pours over me.
Keegan’s eyes roll back, lashes fluttering. She parts her lips with a silent scream. That soundless cry is louder than any call, urging me onward to hear the muted tune again. Her hands clutch onto my shoulders as I set a steady pace. She loops her legs around me, crossing her ankles against my lower back. The change in angle allows me to sink deeper as I glide in and out.
“Holy shit, that’s so good,” Keegan gasps against my jaw.
I groan in agreement as another shower of heat rains down on me. “So damn good.”
We collide to a smooth rhythm accompanied by our panting exhales. I slant my mouth over hers, our ragged breathing flowing between us. She swipes her tongue along mine. I suck