Page 6 of Something Borrowed
In the cool evening air outside, she takes a deep breath and giggles, grinning at me.
“Where are we going, Viking?” She asks.
“We’re going to my place.” I say, pulling the passenger door of my Mustang open, waiting for her to climb inside.
I close the door behind her and make my way around to the driver’s side.
Neither of us says a word on the drive home, but I’ve got a dark grin spread across my face. Thinking about all the things I want to do with her.
She props her feet up on my dashboard, giving me the perfect view of her long, toned legs and those killer high heels.
I reach out and run my hand down the inside of her thigh.
She looks across at me, her lashes half lowered, giving her a demure look.
The garage door slides closed behind us and I turn the engine off.
The car door swings wide when I climb out, walking to her side and holding the door open.
She follows me into the house and as soon as the heavy wooden door closes behind us, I turn and pin her against the wall.
“You shouldn’t go home with strangers.” I growl, gliding my hands over her hips.
“Perhaps it’s you that made a mistake by underestimating what I’m capable of. You shouldn’t take strangers home.” She replies, lifting her face towards mine, wrapping her hand around the back of my neck and kissing me. Her confidence is astounding. She lifts one leg, wrapping it against my hip as I run my hand along her thigh.
Every cell in my body fires at the same time.
Sharp electric spikes of need shoot through me as she rocks her body forward against mine.
My fingers drag her dress up over her hips and hook beneath her lace panties. I rip them off and she lets out a sharp gasp against my mouth. Her blue eyes looking darker.
Her gaze shoots a warning at me and she bites down on my lower lip, just enough to send a wild spark of adrenalin through me.My cock throbs as I lean into her. Letting her know what she is about to get.
Tugging my belt off, I slide it free and grab both of Verity’s wrists in one hand, pinning them above her head against the wall.
Her eyes are tight on me while I wrap the leather belt around her wrists and bind her in place. Then I pull my pants open, lift her up around my waist and thrust into her.
She groans as my cock spreads her open and fills her up, buried deep inside her.
She locks her legs tighter around my waist, hooking her tied wrists over my neck as I fuck her hard, slamming her body against the wall with each push.
With mounting intensity and heavy breathing, we move together. Her sweet moans ringing against my ear and her hair falling around her shoulders when she tilts her head back.
Every inch of my body is pulsing with carnal power.
I can’t stop fucking her - going faster and faster - not even trying to slow down to make it last longer. I’ve lost all control.
Her cries get louder and louder with each penetration of my cock, causing her legs to shake and her hips to arch all the way forward.
She lets out a shaking gasp and her pussy tightens over my cock. Her muscles wave and pulse when her orgasm rushes through her.
A second later, and my cock is rigid inside her, explosive and aggressive. Ecstasy floods out of me.
She slides down the wall as I loosen my grip on her. She’s staring at me with a cheeky grin on her face.
“I’m going to grab an Uber. Thanks for a fun time.” She says, pulling her dress down over her hips, swaying a little and then giggling at herself.
I chuckle and grab her arm to steady her.