Page 16 of Untouchable

“You tell me if I should slow down, okay?”

She nods and pants as she stares at me. “Fuck me, hard. Give me everything you’ve got.”

There’s what I was looking for, what I’d missed. The need, the ache, the desperation.

I edge the head of my cock into her silk and press inside.

Moan after moan takes over her as she shakes. “You’re huge.”

“And you’re so fuckin’ tight, little one. Now be a good girl and take all of my cock.”

I want to be gentle. I want to show her that she’s loved and protected, but the urge to claim her is overwhelming. I need to fill her up.

Jo grips hold of my arms as I thrust in harder, pounding against her soft flesh as she cries out for relief.

My balls slap against her ass and every thrust is more reassurance of what we have.

“Tell me again you’re mine.”

“I’m yours,” she whines. “Keep going. I need to come.”

Reaching between her legs, I rub her clit with one hand and thrust against her gentle body. A bead of sweat gathers on my forehead, though the room is cold and we’re still soaked to the bone.

I pull her hips in tighter, still circling her clit, desperate for the sounds of her orgasm. “Keep those pretty eyes focused on me, little one. Be a good girl and come on my cock.”

“Yeah, yeah! I want it…” Moans and whines escape her lips, and it’s the most beautiful fucking music I’ve ever heard.

I’m so close now. There’s no way I’m holding out past the next few thrusts.

There’s a pop of stones outside of the trailer and my heart stiffens as I catch a shadow of Siren’s truck pulling into the driveway.

A good man would stop.

I’m not a good man.

I drive into my little one harder, manipulating the bundle of nerves more roughly. “Come for me, baby. I need it.”

She pants and screams, arching her head back away from the couch as I thrust into her little pussy harder.

The front steps creak and I realize now that the curtains are wide open.

Jo looks toward the window and her eyes widen before she glances toward me. Her tone is thick and wild as she yells, “Don’t stop!”

Her permission takes me over the edge. I pump into her twice more and release, spilling warmth into the deepest depths of her body as she clamps around me.

Reaching down, I muffle her screams with my palm and continue to thrust until my cock is twitching, and she’s shaking uncontrollably.

“Fuck,” I groan, lingering in her wetness.

As if the timing itself was divined by a higher power with a sense of humor, there’s a knock at the front door.

Jo glances toward me. “She can’t see us from there, but if she walks around the side, she will.”

I blow out a heavy breath and pull my little one toward me, holding her against my frame for a brief second before carrying her into the back for a change of clothes. We avoided one window at the door, but my truck is outside. Siren knows I’m here.

“We should tell her the truth,” I say, brushing out Jo’s wet hair.

The door knocks again. “I know you guys are here. I see your vehicles.”