Page 105 of Saddles

She’s won me, and I’d go through hell for her, even if it’s melting under water in her burning embrace.

With a gasp, she reaches for the spigot. “I think we’re being cooked,” she giggles, and lowers the temp before lathering herself with soap.

I let my hands trace down to her breasts, letting one lightly pinch her engorged nipple while the other works its way lower.

“Let me check.” Nibbling the lobe of her ear, I push a finger into her wet slit.

But her tiny wince makes me pause. “Are you sore?”

Her brows knit, then her forehead settles under my chin.

“Maybe a little.” Her words are muffled against my chest. “I’m not used to your…accessories yet.” Her face tilts up with a sly smile. “But I will be.”

“I’m like a kid with a new toy.” I keep my strokes slow and steady, moving my thumb to rub her clit as she clings to me. “It might take some practice to learn how rough I can get without breaking you.”

Fuck, I can’t wait.

“I love a challenge,” she pants, spreading her thighs so I can push deeper.

“Do you?” Raising my middle finger, I press it against the pucker of her ass.

I’ll give her a moment to decide if she wants it.

A whimper escapes her lips when she rolls her pelvis and wraps one of her bubble-clad legs over my thigh.

I’ll take that as a yes.

“Oh shit.” She shudders against me when I plunge it in.

My nuts ache with the need to be in her.

There’s time for that later, when she isn’t as tender.

For now, I just want to find all of the ways I can bring her to ecstasy.

She quivers with each churn of my hand and her small cries flit across my throat.

Bracing her between my body and the wall, I prop her up to drag her closer to the brink.

“I think you like this,” I rumble into the sensitive skin of her neck. “I know I do.”

She’s even more beautiful when she’s lost in passion.

“Yes,” she breathes, then it transforms into a long moan as the first wave of contractions squeeze my fingers.

“That’s it, Frosty. I want you to come so much you never want to leave.” With a few rapid thrusts, I push her into a fierce climax that makes her scream my name and dig her nails into my arms.

I hope they leave scars.

Chapter 34

April

I don’t realize my knee is bouncing until Ford’s hot palm covers it.

“It’ll be fine. Wade is a good guy, just a bit of a jackass sometimes.” Ford’s lopsided grin doesn’t ease my fears.

But it helps that he’s here with me.

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