Page 285 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 2
“Put your hands on the tree trunk,” he said, ignoring me.
But he was right there with me. Back in time. Before we were really an us. When we’d both just started falling. God, who was I kidding? I’d fallen for him the moment I fell into his arms in that coffee shop.
I followed his instructions and put my hands against the tree trunk. “Time to teach me a lesson, Professor Hunter?”
He groaned.
“Because I’ve been a very naughty girl.” I hiked up my skirt and arched my back.
I heard the zip of his pants and I clenched. I needed him inside of me. He was right. I was fucking soaked. And I needed him. I always needed him.
He grabbed my hips and thrust himself inside of me.
I gasped, my palms digging into the bark. God, I loved that. The pain and the…
He thrust again.
Pleasure. Yes!Just like that.
He fucked me harder. Faster. A couple weeks ago, he’d been gentle with me. Worried about his baby growing inside of me.
But it was like he’d lost control the past few days. He fucked me like it was just the two of us. Like we were in love and nothing else mattered.
His fingers dug into my hips. Painfully so. And I loved every fucking second of it. I’d always liked it rough. And he knew it.
I pushed against the trunk of the tree, matching his thrusts. I was so fucking close to coming. And I didn’t even care if I screamed loudly enough for the whole reception to hear. It felt too good. Too consuming. Too much.
But he pulled out of me far too soon.
I turned around to see him, my skirt still bunched up in my hands. I watched his chest rise and fall as he caught his breath, his cock standing at attention through the zipper of his tuxedo pants.
Last time we’d done this, he’d fucked me against the tree so hard that my back was sore for days from the little cuts from the bark. I’d been fully expecting that again.
Instead, I watched him pull off his jacket and toss it on the ground.
“Lie down,” he said.
There was a difference between being a dirty little secret and the love of someone’s life. And as much as I loved getting fucked against a tree… I sat down on top of his jacket in the grass and slowly spread my legs.
For a second he just stood there and watched me.
I ran my hand up the inside of my thigh as I stared up at him. His Adam’s apple rose and fell. And before I reached my wetness, he took a step toward me.
He got down on his knees and leaned over me, thrusting himself inside of me again.
Yes!I gripped the muscles in his back. Yes, I liked being his dirty little secret. But I loved being cherished by him too.
He grabbed my ass, pulling me even closer. The shift of angle made me cry out.
“Baby, you’re just trying to get caught.”
I moaned again.
“You really are a dirty girl. And I fucking love it.”
I pulled his lips down to mine. I didn’t care if we got caught. I just wanted him inside me. Faster. Harder.God, yes!
He bit down on my lip as he thrust faster.
