Page 62 of How Dare You
He pulls me up to stand and presses his lips against mine in a wild kiss, grinding his hips against me as his tongue meets mine. “This mouth,” he breathes. Wrapping his arms around me, he draws me down onto the bed we’ve been sharing for almost two weeks, finally about to get the action it deserves.
He nips at my bottom lip, then pulls back so his weight is no longer holding me down. “Knees again.”
My eyes dart to the end of the bed then back to him, and he laughs lightly before his commanding presence comes back in full force. “Hands and knees.”
I’m quick to obey. The warmth of Rhett’s muscular body is behind mine an instant later followed by his rough fingers tucking inside my thong, stroking me from entrance to clit with a knuckle. It’s the lightest touch, but it feels exquisite. My breathing is heavy, my focus zeroed in on his touch. He folds his body all the way over mine, but before I can revel in it, there is a sharp tug as he pulls my panties to the side, leaving me gasping.
He kisses along my neck as he sinks first one finger, then two inside me. Arching my back, I help him find the right angle and he works me there just long enough to get me soaked and panting before replacing his fingers with his throbbing cock.
I’ve tasted him on my lips, experienced his fingers and now the hardness of him inside me, and still I want more of him. I’m greedy for the pleasure, and even though he’s thrusting harder and faster, he doesn’t seem close to finishing. I revel in it, letting every moan, gasp, and whimper that I’d usually try to hide spill out of my lips.
His fingers reach around my body and deftly strum at my clit. “Just one night, huh?” He teases into my ear.
Pleasure builds in my body higher and higher, but I manage to get my words out around breaths. “Some challenges are worth losing.”
He keeps up his steady rhythm, working me inside and out to bring me to a pulsing climax that radiates through every inch of my body, following me over the edge soon after.
We collapse onto the bed, damp with sweat and breathing heavily. After a long moment, he kisses my temple, whispering in my ear. “Told you I’d get you on your knees in the trailer.”
“Four days late.” I laugh. “Barely counts.”
Chapter 24
Day Twelve
Trailer Mama,
See you soon.
-Trailer Daddy
Absolutely not. Never call me that again.
-Dev
-Notes on the whiteboard, September 1st
Rhett
“If I had known great sex qualified as rest, I might have given it a try sooner than this,” Devon says, collapsing onto my chest after an afternoon filled with just that.
“How many more days do I get to keep you here?” I ask around a laugh.
She counts it out on my chest with light taps of her fingers. “If you count today, four.”
“Why does that seem like too many?” I ask.
Devon smiles. “Because I’m finally willing to admit I lost that bet.”
Devon
Allie: You come home in two days! Miss you so much.
Me: Miss you too!
Me: Actually, I’m planning to stay a couple extra days. Bea, would you be okay without me at work for two days longer?
Allie: WHAT?