Cara Summers - Risking It All - The Proposition / The Dare / The Favour / The P.I. / The Cop / The Defender

She moaned when he slowly retraced the path his fingers had just taken along the lace strap of the thong between her cheeks.

Tightening her legs around him, she said, “I want you inside of me, now.”

He had no choice. After shoving his sweats down, Hunter found her opening and pressed himself against it. Then he pushed himself into her and felt her heat grip him tightly. After withdrawing a little, he drove in even farther.

“Yes,” she whimpered against his ear.

He withdrew and thrust in even deeper. Just this one more time. Hadn’t he told himself that if he could have her this way again, that would be enough? But as her heat burned him, and her muscles fastened around him like a clamp, he wasn’t sure that his hunger for her would ever be sated.

He withdrew and thrust in again, this time to the hilt.

“More.”

Every muscle in his body sang with the need to obey her command, but he was aware that the lawn mower that he’d heard earlier had moved closer. Above the hedge that bordered the pool, he could see the straw hat of the driver. This time when he withdrew, she clamped her legs around him tightly.

“Don’t you dare stop.”

He leaned closer and whispered, “Shh. We’re not alone.” Though he was confident that the man on the mower wouldn’t be able to hear them, he couldn’t be sure that the man wouldn’t glance over the hedge and see them.

“I can’t wait.”

Even though he was gripping her hips firmly, she managed to thrust herself against him. Suddenly, he couldn’t wait, either. Very slowly, he withdrew and then pushed into her again. When she stiffened and murmured his name, he heard something inside of him snap just as clearly as he heard the sound of the lawn mower fade.

He slapped his hands against the tiles and then thrust into her again—faster, harder, again and again. Each time he pushed into her, she seemed to grow hotter, and her grip on him—inside and out—tightened.

No, this was not going to be enough. He would need this again and again. Even as the realization poured through him, he felt the water around him churning, heard little waves slapping against the sides of the pool. She was moving with him, thrust for thrust. Just as the heat became searing, unbearable, he felt her stiffen. Then he surrendered to her climax and to his.

RORY WAS AWARE that on some level, her body had gone as limp as her mind. If Hunter’s body hadn’t been pressing hers so firmly against the wall of the pool, she would have slid right down to the bottom and drowned. She could still feel him embedded inside of her, and though she wouldn’t have thought it possible, the knowledge, the pressure had something inside of her warming again. She drew in a breath, and when her lungs burned, she wondered just how long her body had been without oxygen.

“Are you okay?”

She managed a weak nod. “But I can’t move yet.”

She felt his lips curve against her shoulder. “I’m having a bit of a problem with that myself.”

When she felt him pull out of her, she nearly cried out in protest. She might have tightened her legs to keep him there, but they still felt like soft, runny butter. A minute later, she found herself sitting beside him on the steps leading out of the pool.

“Wow,” she said, snuggling her head against his shoulder because she simply didn’t have the strength to hold it upright.

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