Page 35 of Hot Stuff
“I speak only the truth.”
“Why are you speaking at all, woman? Ride me.” I give her ass a slap and the next thing I know I’m flat on my back, her palms pressing into my chest, and she’s riding me like the prize-winning jockey at the Kentucky Derby.
I fuck up into her as best I can but she’s driving this ride. And what a ride it is.
It has sweat dripping from both of us. And I’m sure my ass is going to have rug burn but I don’t care. I’ll take the pain as a badge of honor that this woman knows she’s safe with me to let herself go.
Safe to take what she wants and needs and?—
“Fuck!”
Her pussy locks down on my cock in a painful grip that sucks my orgasm right out of me.
I’m gasping for air, my fingers digging into the flesh of her ass while I hold on. To her. To my sanity.
This woman.
I’ve never experienced anything like this. I’m burning from the inside out and the outside in, and I never want it to stop.
Oakley
The second the suite door closes behind Walker, I head for the bedroom.
I need to shower and get dressed.
It’s not like I’m worried about Nat or Blake seeing me in a robe, but I want to show them whatever is happening between me and Walker will not affect the businesswoman.
I don’t think they’ll be a hard sell when it comes to mine and Walker’s personal relationship but I’d still prefer to show them there isn’t going to be a problem before they can question it.
My phone beeps. Glancing at the screen I see a message from Walker.
Haven’t been gone a minute and I miss you.
I can’t stop a smile from stretching my lips. I’m opening the message to reply when another one comes in.
It’s too much, right?
Followed by another.
It’s weird to feel this attached so quickly.
I hurry my reply because I don’t want him to feel like he’s the only one in this.
Same. No. Yes, but I’m with you.
I think about our conversation for a second.
Everything we’ve said is true. I do miss him, it doesn’t feel like it’s too much, and yes, I’m one hundred percent in this with him.
It’s scary how connected I feel, how comfortable I feel with that connection while still being a little scared of it.
Even with how new this thing is with Walker, I’m more invested than I ever have been with a man.
Toss in the fact I’m going to be working closely with him to prove the world wrong about a typically male-dominated profession and I—we—have every right to be scared.
I’m not backing away though. I can’t. Not after last night.
Or this morning.
