Page 105 of Mexico Can Choke On It
WHAM!The ATV hits a colossal bump, and the sensation rockets through my core like lightning. The buzz of the engine, combined with the way I’m pressed against him, sends shockwaves straight to my clit.
The moan that escapes is high-pitched and breathy.
“Shit, that’s real,” he rasps.
“Told ya.” My voice comes out husky as I work him frantically. “Last chance, B. I’m about to come… and you’re about to explode in my hand. Say it. Say I’m the one you want, or we both finish right here, right now.”
“You’re bluffing…”
Another bone-jarring bump sends pleasure ricocheting through my system like a pinball machine made of nerve endings. “Bryce!” My hips buck against the seat involuntarily, seeking more friction, more pressure. “Faster! Gavin’s right behind us…”
“AAHHHH-FUCK!” he shouts, making a hard left without warning.
The ATV tears through a thicket, branches slapping at our sides, engine roaring as we veer off the path into the jungle like fugitives.
Then—SLAM.
Brakes lock. Dust explodes around us.
“What the fuck?” I pant. “I saidNOTto stop. I wasso close!”
He says nothing.
Just climbs off the ATV, rips off his helmet, and throws it to the ground.
“Seriously, did you not understand what I—”
But my voice cuts off as he unbucklesmyhelmet, chucks it next to his, and hauls me off the ATV like I weigh nothing. He slings me over his shoulder, caveman-style.
“Is this you admitting that you’re losing your mind over me?”
“I didn’t say that. You’re the one who needs to get off. I’m just being a gentleman and offering assistance.”
He sets me down in a break of trees, shaded and humid, our bodies panting and wild. For the first time since this started, I get a full look at his face. The polished gentleman is gone. His blue eyes are practically black, blown wide with lust. His chest is rising and falling, and when his gaze drops to my zipper…
He’s a man possessed.
The front of my jumpsuit unzips with a harsh, dragging sound, exposing the red bikini beneath.
“Fuck,” he breathes.
Before I can respond, we’re crashing in a hungry, relentless kiss. His mouth is claiming mine—desperate and hungry—like I’m his, like he owns me. My eyes roll back, and I’m so ready to be fucked when—
He breaks away. We’re both gasping.
Then, without warning, he spins me around and pulls my back to his chest. His heart pounds through meas his muscular arms snake around, hands groping my breasts. He backs us into a massive tree trunk—anchoring us.
“Put your arms around my neck,” he growls.
I can’t obey fast enough.
My hands dig into his hair as he gathers my wild mane to one side, exposing the curve of my neck. Then his lips find me, hot and demanding as they slide along my throat.
What have I done? He’s out of control.
His hands find my hips, fingers digging in hard on both sides. He presses his hard length to my backside. We both groan at the contact.
I follow his lead, grinding my ass over his hard cock. His sounds tell me exactly how good I’m making him feel. My hips are rocking him into oblivion. I can’t hold back a smile.
