Page 20 of Ride Long
I pulled out slowly, shuddering as the head of my cock slipped free. Rubbing a finger through her folds, I spread myself around her clit, then dipped back inside her. Filthy… She was the only woman I’d ever fucked bare. The only one. Not even… I pushed her name out of my mind and focused on Sloane as her breath fluttered against mylips.
She writhed against my palm as I slid another finger into her opening. I stroked once before she came again, her body so sensitive the slightest touch had her reeling out ofcontrol.
I pulled my fingers out of her, and she grasped my wrist. Her eyes darkened as she dragged my fingers into her mouth and sucked, her tongue lapping around each digit in a slow, eroticdance.
Filthy…
When she was done, I collapsed beside her, the stab wound in my thigh throbbing. It was the first time we’d fucked since she found out about my past. Women usually didn’t lick cum off my fingers if they were mad at me.Usually.
Sloane’s breathing returned to normal as we lay there, listening to the sounds of the compound. It was well after midnight, and only a few men were still awake. Somewhere, a woman screamed in pleasure. Yeah, someone was stillup.
“Dad didn’t tell you what he plans to do with me, did he?” Sloaneasked.
“No.”
She sighed and lifted her hand, tilting her thumb back andforth.
“Does he know you gotthat?”
“Nope. He’s going to flip. I just forced my intentions on him. He has to accept me into Fortitude now or risk looking weak in front of his men. That, or chop off my thumb. I say that in a tongue-in-cheek way because I know he’d do it if it took hisfancy.”
“Dangerous but smart,” Imurmured.
“Finally.”
“Finally what?” I glanced ather.
“You admitted I’m doing something right. Out loud. To myface.”
“Don’t get too cocky, Sloane. It’s only dayone.”
“If the window didn’t have bars on it, I’d make you climbout.”
Sliding off the bed, I pulled up my jeans and fastened the fly over my softeningcock.
“I’ll be watching,” I said, reaching for the lock on thedoor.
“Chaser?”
I hesitated, glancing over my shoulder. She was still sitting on the bed, her hair all messed up, and her lips were swollen. I wished we were still on the road and this was another motel room. I wished I could turn around and fuck her again andagain…
“Don’t do anything stupid,okay?”
“No,” I whispered. “Iwon’t.”
