Page 76 of Hate Game

“We fit perfectly,” she says with wonderment in her voice.

“We do, baby.” I move her against the shed and thrust in and out of her. She tightens her inner muscles. I groan. Tight. Too tight and wet.

“I gotta sit us down, Rue.”

In the heat of passion, she has the whereabouts to kiss my damn nose. My knees weaken. There’s a fluttering in my chest. Rue is adorable and sexy as fuck.

I move us to the lounge and sit. She goes up and down on my cock. I grab her hips and bring her down on my rod over and over. Her fingers circle her clit. She moans and goes up and down as she rubs her clit. What she does is so fucking hot, I can’t hold on much longer.

“Ride me, Rue.”

Her inner muscles tighten around my cock. Her small hands hold on tight to my shoulders. Rue slams down on my cock with her pussy over and over.

The tension in my groin grows. Heat washes over me. No way in hell will I come before my girl.

I fist my fingers in Rue’s hair, claim her mouth with mine, and rub the pad of my thumb on the slippery knot.

Rue is wet. Her mouth is warm and yielding. The strands of her hair are soft and there is so much of it. I shove my other hand in the strands, gather them in both hands and tug her head back.

Rue moans and moves faster on my cock. Her mouth parts. Her eyes close. Her inner muscles clench my cock. My cock thickens and hardens more. Fuck.Fuck.She’ll milk me for all I’m worth. And I am all hers.

“Malice, I’m close.”

I’m ready to help her ride me hard. Ready for her to break apart on my cock. But my next words contradict what’s happening between my legs.

“Not yet, baby. I gotta have another taste.” I reach under her arms and pull her off my steel rod.

“Malice?” Hooded eyes. Swollen lips from my rough kisses. I roll off the condom and drop kisses of apology on her mouth before I get her on her back on the lounge.

I dip my head between her thighs and have my second and third taste until she breaks apart on my face and my name echoes in the silence of the night.

Satisfied, I glove up again and bury my cock deep inside Rue. I move in and out of her nice and slow.

“Faster.” She rests her heels on my shoulders. “Harder.” She grips my biceps.

My dick is cocooned inside her tight, wet channel. Warm. Wet. Tight. Fuck.Fuck.

I take her fast and hard. She hangs on tight. I slide my palms under her ass and tip her hips up. I drive into her.

Rue comes with a tremble of her body and a moan that hits me at my core.

Jesus H. Christ, I’ll never tire of her body’s reaction to mine or the soft sounds of her come. I shoot my cum in the condom and claim her mouth with mine.

She’s so beautiful when she comes and I tell her so.

She smiles. “You’re beautiful too.”

“Is that so?”

“You’re so beautiful when you come, Malice.” Her fingers graze my mouth. The caress is soft and intimate.

We dress in silence. I pull her onto my lap.

For the next hour, we stare at the stars and talk. I love it—I love joking with her and learning more about what she was up to during the two years we were apart.

What we don’t talk about is the baby.

Eventually, I would like to know more. But for now, I’ll live in the moment and leave talking about the past for Rue to initiate.

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