My mouth dropped open.
Wow.
“Holy shit,” I breathed, clenching my eyes closed tight and resting my head on his chest as he rocked me up and down his length. Arousal pulsed and thrummed in my pussy, and the flutters started.
“Already?” he asked in disbelief.
I nodded, at a loss for words as pressure built. I clutched his arms for dear life, pressing my forehead into his pecs, moaning as he hit that spot. My breathing was ragged.
With one hand still on my ass, supporting me, he reached around to my front and pulled my bra down, freeing my breasts and covering one with his big hand. His warmth nudged me another step towards losing my mind, and I looked up at him, clinging to his gaze with mine. Pressure squeezed between my legs and I began to tip.
“You’re so fucking wild.” He applied a sharp slap to my ass and I moaned, clenching him. “Riding my cock in my truck like this, covered in paint. You make me want to do things like this, Sadie. You make me need you.”
I nodded at him, desperate and needy, and when he pinched my nipples, the sizzle of energy nudged me further toward orgasm. His hand dropped to between my legs and he began to rub fast circles on my clit.
For a moment, my mind suspended, aware of every inch of skin brushing against his, every muscle stretched around him, and every breath of his heaved against my chest.
I came hard, eyes clenched closed, curled into Holden’s chest as I shook, scrambling against him for purchase as the wave rolled through me.
“You’re squeezing my cock so hard,” he groaned. “Oh, fuck, Sadie, baby, yes.Fuck.” His arms wrapped around me and he moaned into my ear as he tensed, lips parting. The focused, determined look of disbelief on his face seared my brain. His moan was the hottest sound I’d ever heard in my life. His erection pulsed inside me and I pressed kiss after kiss to his chest as stroked inside me though his orgasm.
“Fucking incredible,” he whispered against my forehead. “Never been like that for me.”
I shook my head, still trying to catch my breath.
Me neither.
* * *
When parked outside the inn,Holden glanced across the front seat at me. Before he could say a word, I tilted my chin at the inn and climbed out of the truck, holding out my hand for him to follow me inside.
I pulled him up the stairs into one of the new showers with two shower heads.
For shower sex,I remembered telling him, way back in his office before everything was different between us. A smile formed on my mouth as I remembered how his eyes had bugged out of his head.
In the warm bathroom lighting, we looked insane, smeared and streaked with paint, both of our hair a mess. I turned the shower heads on, and then, with my eyes on Holden, I pulled my bra off, then my skirt, before I stepped under the spray.
His eyes devoured me.
When he joined me, he reached for the soap I had stashed in here the other day, soaping up my skin and washing away the paint while his strong hands worked my muscles. He washed my hair, gentle and careful, and my heart squeezed with how cherished I felt.
I squeezed shampoo into my hands and reached up to work it into his hair. His eyes closed and he sighed, relaxing as I massaged his scalp, and affection caught me by the throat.
We rinsed off and Holden reached out of the shower for his wallet, pulling another condom out before he walked me back against the tiles, hitched my leg around his hip, and fucked me slow and deep with his forehead on mine. Hot water trickled down his chest and his eyes burned dark, hot, and consuming.
“I’m gonna…” I trailed off as he wound me tighter
He nodded, hungry gaze on me. “Do it. Say my name as you come.”
I moanedHoldenover and over as he thrust into me, drawing me over the edge of pleasure, and when he came, he held me so tight, like he never wanted to let me go.
After our shower, I pulled him to my bed. He shot me a careful, questioning look, but I smiled at him and nodded.
I couldn’t kick him out, after all that. Whether I wanted to or not, I was falling for Holden Rhodes.
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