Page 62 of Reacher
His hand moved from between my legs, and I felt him moving, and then there was a low groan. His rhythmic movements were making the mattress move, as he jerked himself off right next to me, right up against my fucking ass.
“Bastard,” my response was a hissed barb, but it only made him chuckle more.
“Say you want it, and you get it, woman. I don’t want to waste my cum like this. It belongs inside you, marking you as mine.”
I rolled over to look at him. “Maybe I’ll just get myself off right next to you. How about that? You just carry on there, but be careful, before you do yourself a mischief.”
Reacher burst out laughing.
“How the fuck do you come up with that shit, woman? I’m hardly gonna do myself a mischief having a wank, but thanks for the vote of confidence.”
I slipped a hand under the covers, and Reacher moved fast, rolling, and covering my body with his, moving the blankets so they weren’t trapped between us.
“Nope. Not having that. I’m gonna fuck you, just like I said I would. Can’t have you bitching all day about how I stiffed you out of it.”
“Stiffed? Pun intended?”
Reacher
Igrinned,andthencursedwhen my fucking phone started buzzing. I ignored it, lining up with her, so I could slide my dick inside her in one easy glide, what with her being wet as hell. A few sharp thrusts had her practically fucking writhing beneath me, but that phone wouldn’t stop ringing, so I dragged her with me as I rolled over to the middle of the bed, letting her ride my dick for a few moments, before I rolled again, and pinned her to the mattress.
I pressed the speaker button on my phone, while my hard dick was still inside Ally, and her eyes were wide and shocked, staring back at me.
“What!”
I heard Stitch clear his throat.
“Uh… Pres? We’re all fucking waiting down here. You said Church at nine, right? It’s fucking nine.”
Hell. I cursed, reaching one hand over Ally’s mouth, as I gave her another hard thrust. Her eyes widened again, and then narrowed to glare at me, and I felt teeth against my skin.
I shook my head at her, thrusting again and again, filling her without mercy, as I pondered my response to Stitch. I’d never been the last one to Church, or ever been late. I was always there before all of them. No wonder he’d called to check on me.
“Uh… Stitch… slight delay here, but I’m coming…”
I heard a groan from Stitch.
“You’re fucking her right now, aren’t you? You bastard. This is out of order. I’m glad I stepped out to call you. You’ve got the whole fucking club sitting waiting for you, and you’re dicking down your old lady.”
I grinned at her. Mouthed the words ‘dicking down’, then ‘old lady’. I fucked her hard, and rode her until we both reached our release, her teeth firmly locked on my fingers over her mouth.
“You’re an asshole, Reacher. I could have died happy, never knowing what you sound like when you come. Now get down here.”
Stitch hung up and I finally released Ally’s mouth, or I tried, at least. I had to wait for her teeth to release my fingers first.
“That was so wrong,” she hissed, as soon as her mouth was free.
“Fucking good though, right?”
I rolled away from her, and took a moment to catch my breath.
“Shower with me.”
I didn’t give her a chance to argue, dragging her with me to the shower. By the time we made it down to Church, I was more than half an hour late.
Stitch was standing in the doorway, looking thoroughly pissed off.
“I could have had an extra hour’s sleep, dammit.”
