Page 77 of Smokin' Situation

He grinned, laying a soft kiss on my forehead, still refusing to touch me. “Go. Now.”

Turning, I watched him over my shoulder as I walked away, drawing the hem of my dress upward so he could see I wasn’t wearing anything underneath. His groan echoed down the hallway as he spun and disappeared, the sound of his dirty clothes hitting the floor making me smile.

The note on the island next to the wine only had four words scribbled on it—wait for me outside—and a hastily drawn arrow pointing toward the porch.

I left the outside lights off, not wanting to attract bugs, and lit the small citronella candle in the middle of the table. While we’d had a brief reprieve after the fire, the mosquitos were back out in full force, especially with our proximity to the river.

The trees rustled with a light breeze, but it was still warm outside as the sun sank beneath the horizon in the west, illuminating the surrounding forest in a pinkish orange glow. We couldn’t see the mountains through the trees from here, but I liked how even though we were close to the ranch, it felt private.

Marty had teased me about working for him whenever I saw him, but I just didn’t see myself adding something else to my plate. I already spent half my weeknights at the bar, and that was enough for now. Noah had been picking up more shifts, so the responsibility to run the bar didn’t fall squarely on my shoulders anymore, and the break from all the late nights was nice. Especially when I got to curl up on the worn couch with Tripp after he camehome to talk about our days. It’d been years since I just sat back and relaxed for even a short period.

The sounds of the crickets had almost lulled me to sleep when the cabin door opened. I turned my head, watching a fresh smelling Tripp step outside with his shirt unbuttoned and bare feet. He looked relaxed, and I smiled as I watched him inhale a deep breath with his eyes closed.

“Nice night out,” he murmured, glancing at me with a soft smile on his lips. He seemed happier than when I’d met him, and despite the drama along the way, I could say I was, too.

“Perfect for stargazing.”

An eyebrow arched as he stepped toward me, holding out his hand. “Among other things.”

Grasping his hand, I let him pull me up, settling my palms on his warm, damp chest. “And what might those be?”

He leaned in, resting his lips on my forehead as his hands crept underneath the hem of my dress, his large palms cupping the swells of my ass. “Didn’t I promise I’d bend you over that railing?”

“That you did,” I murmured, unable to keep the eagerness out of my voice.

His chest shook against my palms as he chuckled, pulling my hips forward. “Someone sounds excited about that. But I could have sworn you were asleep when I walked out here. Are you sure you were spending your time thinking about things for me to do to you?”

“Mm hmm,” I replied, pushing to my toes and nipping his earlobe with my teeth. He turned his face, groaning into my neck as he banded his arms around me. “I want you to hold my arms behind my back while you fuck me from behind up against that railing.”

“Mmm,” he hummed, latching onto my neck with his lips and sucking until my hips rocked forward, his hard cock pressing against my stomach through his jeans. “And then what?”

“After I come, I want you to pin me to the front door and kiss me until you can’t hold back anymore and come inside me.”

“And what if someone hears us?” Neither of us were particularly quiet, but I would try if I needed to be.

“Then you can put your palm over my mouth, but don’t you dare stop.”

Tripp released my hips, letting me slide back down his chest until my feet touched the worn wood. He stared at me with barely masked attraction, his eyes trailing down the dress I was wearing.

“Don’t you dare rip this one,” I warned, but he just laughed, grasping my hand and spinning me to face away from him.

He walked me toward the railing, gently turning my elbow so the back of my hand rested against my lower back. Repeating the motion on the other side, he overlapped my hands, squeezing before he stepped back. My pulse raced at the sound of his clothes rustling, his heavy belt buckle making a thud as it hit the wood beneath his feet.

His skin was warm as he stepped forward, pressing his chest into my arms while his hands drew up the sides of my dress. He tucked the material beneath my arms, one of his rough hands trailing over my stomach and dipping between my legs as I arched my neck back, resting my head against his chest.

Soft skin grazed my palm, and I felt his cock twitch against my hands as he played with my clit, teasing lower and then spreading the moisture until I was whimpering.

“You ready for my cock, sweetheart?” he asked, his lips trailing down my neck. He then guided me forward and bent me over the railing, my body shaking with anticipation. One of his large hands clamped down on my wrists, urging me to bend further.

“Please,” I gasped when the head of his cock dragged through the lips of my pussy, dipping inside teasingly as the hairs on his thighs tickled the backs of my legs.

“Sounds like you want something.” His voice was a dark tease as he shifted, pressing inside me fully in one smooth thrust. “Don’t worry, I know exactly what you need.”

My chest heaved and my shoulders burned as he used the leverage on my arms to pull me into each thrust, grunting each timehe plunged inside. His sounds alone were enough to send me climbing, my building climax causing my toes to curl and my legs to shake. I was completely at his mercy.

Even when he was fucking the shit out of me, the railing of the porch digging into my hips hard enough to leave marks, he was careful, giving me as much as he knew I could handle. Normally, I needed more stimulation to get there, but he knew, his warm chest flattening against my back, his free hand sliding down my hip to press against my clit as he circled his hips, driving me insane as my eyes clenched.

“Oh fuck,” I panted, trying to breathe as I felt the familiar flutters start, my legs almost giving out as the orgasm crashed through me.

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