Page 25 of Shifting Sands

He lifts his eyes to mine, and I swear I can read the smug grin on his face. He holds my gaze as he takes me over the edge. His name is a cry on my lips as the orgasm rockets through me. He continues to lick and suck until my body stops trembling. Then he sits back on his knees, and I come up onto my elbows.

“Now, that was incredible,” I say.

His smile widens. “You ain’t seen nothing yet.”

Brew

Ireach down for my jeans and retrieve a condom. I tear it open with my teeth and quickly slide it on. I kiss my way up her body and taste and tease her hot, slick, bare skin until I’m nipping at her lips.

“Ready to see if we can wake the sleeping dead?” I ask.

She wraps her arms around me. “Someone’s feeling cocky,” she teases.

“Not cocky. Confident.”

I take her mouth as I push inside of her. She feels good. So damn good.

“Yes, right there,” she breathes, and I feel the bite of her nails dragging down my back.

I reach back and feed one of her legs behind me so I can thrust deeper. Her head flies back into the pillow, and she grips my sides. I suck at her exposed neck, and she begins circling her hips. Her breath starts coming in short, hard pants as her other leg locks tightly around my waist.

“Fuck, you feel good,” I grunt as her muscles tighten around me.

I dig my fingers into her hips as I increase the pace. Her hands move down to my ass, and she arches up as sexy little gasps escape her lips, letting me know she’s close to the edge.

So am I.

I slip a hand between us and hit just the right spot because it only takes a couple of more pumps and her body begins to convulse as she screams my name.

As pleasure ripples through her body, I let out a guttural groan before clamping my mouth onto hers and exploding inside of her.

“Wow,” she murmurs against my chest. “That was not how I thought my night would end.”

“Me neither,” I whisper before kissing her temple.

After my heart rate recovers, I look outside to make sure the coast is clear before dashing across the hall to the bathroom. I quickly discard the condom, and return to find her snuggled under the comforter. Exhausted and unsure of what she wants me to do—go or stay—I begin to pick up my clothes, but she pulls back the cover in invitation, so I crawl in beside her. She curls into my side, and we lie here in the dark, with only the beam of moonlight peeking in through the window.

I twirl a lock of her hair in my fingers.

“So, tell me something about you,” she says.

“What do you want to know?”

She brings her chin up and rests it on my shoulder. “I don’t know. Do you work at the bar every day?”

I shake my head. “No. It’s more of a part-time thing. I work in the auto industry.”

“What, like at a dealership?”

I scoff. “Do I look like a car salesman to you?”

She giggles. “No, you’re definitely more hot mechanic than slimy used-car guy.”

“You think I’m hot, huh?” I deflect.

She shrugs. “You’re all right.”

“What about you?” I ask.

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