The Man Who Has No Sight - Victoria Quinn Page 0,22

me and loved me at the same time, sent me into a climax that made my eyes water, my throat drowning in the moan I tried to suppress.

He gripped my hips and ass and kept me in place as he kept going, his body working up a sweat because he fucked me with incredible speed and endurance. The muscles of his eight-pack became tighter, and his skin had a slight tint of red because of all the blood pumping. He reached up without breaking his stride and tugged the top of the teddy down, setting my tits free. Then he came with a groan, as if his son was completely forgotten. He pressed himself inside me fully, making me wince as he dropped his load. He filled me until he was finished then abruptly pulled out. “Turn over.”

I barely had time to process what he said. The command was so authoritative. It didn’t even sound like him.

He grabbed my hips and started to force me. “Show me that ass, baby.”

I rolled onto my stomach and got on my hands and knees.

He was still hard because he shoved himself inside me, making me cry out. Then he pumped into me with the same aggression, pounding into me ruthlessly. His hand went to the back of my neck, and he forced my face into the mattress, making my ass raise higher into the air, making my back arch even farther.

I’d never been fucked like this in my life, and damn, I liked it.

He kept my head pinned down and moaned through the entire thing, giving me his whole length with each thrust. “This ass is mine…all mine.”

Deacon was flat on his back, his hand gripping my hips as I rode him up and down. We’d woken up late because we’d been up so long last night, but we tried to sneak in a morning screw before the day started. I was still in my lingerie because I had been too tired to take it off, so I rode his length, looking at the sexiest man in the world underneath me, his hard cock making me permanently wet.

Then a knock sounded on the door. “Dad?” Derek tried the door, but thankfully, it was locked. “Cleo? Why aren’t you guys up yet?”

I instantly stopped moving, mortified Derek was at the door.

Deacon closed his eyes and sighed, irritated that our sexy morning had been ruined. “We’ll be right there.”

He tried the door again. “I’m hungry.”

“And I said I’d be right there,” he said more forcefully. “Just give me a minute.”

“Why?” he asked. “What are you doing?”

I tried to get off his lap.

Deacon held me still. “Pack up your things so we can leave after breakfast. I’m going to check to see if you got everything.”

Derek finally left.

He sighed loudly. “He’ll understand when he’s older…” He started to move my hips harder, trying to get us to finish as quickly as possible.

My arousal had been destroyed, but he managed to get it back, rubbing my clit with his fingers. I came within a minute, shutting my mouth tightly so I wouldn’t make a sound. He followed me a second later, finishing in silence.

When reality returned, I rolled out of bed and stripped off the lingerie and shoved it into my bag.

Deacon pulled on his sweatpants and a t-shirt. “I’ll make him breakfast. You pack.”

“Alright.” I grabbed my clothes and started to stuff everything inside.

He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my naked body before he kissed my shoulder. “I want a collection of lingerie hanging in my closet by the end of the week.” He grabbed my ass and squeezed it as he kissed my neck. “All black.” He spanked me before he walked off.

I smiled to myself, my cheeks slightly red. “You got it.”

We left the cabin and headed back to the city.

“I don’t want to go…” Derek pouted. “This is my favorite place in the whole world.”

I wrapped my arm around his shoulders and gave him an affectionate squeeze. “We’ll come back. And don’t forget, you have school tomorrow. You love school.”

“Yeah…true.”

“And when the weather is nice again, we’ll go fishing. Just have to be patient.”

Deacon was on his phone, responding to emails with his eyes glued to the screen.

I noticed he hardly worked around me anymore, unless it was in the car. When I came home from work, he usually put his laptop aside and gave me all his attention. The pile of work that needed his attention was probably