Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 84788 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84788 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
"Fuck, Maze," he growled, suddenly throwing his weight to the side, pulling me with him until I was lying over him. I laughed as I pressed up, planting my knees on the sides of his hips and taking over, my grinding a lot less practiced and smooth than his, my movements fast and frantic with no real rhythm. "Push up," Repo demanded, pushing at my shoulders until I sat back on my heels to look down at him. His hands slid up the fronts of my thighs, over my belly, moving to cup my breasts for a second before sliding back down to my hips and digging in, using them to force my hips into a quick, but steady pace as I felt the pressure low in my belly build, threatening oblivion as the sky kept raining down on us. "Faster," he demanded, thrusting upward into me as I stroked forward and back, hitting my G-spot each time. I leaned forward, planting my hands on his chest and worked my hips faster, every inch of my body tensing as I got closer.
Repo knifed up suddenly, one arm around my hips, the other under my ass, as he got back onto his feet. My legs wrapped around his back, my thigh muscles clenching hard to try to hold me against his slippery body. I felt my back slam into the trunk of a tree, both of his hands holding me under my ass as he started thrusting fast. One of my arms went around the back of his neck, the other went up above my head, curling around the tree trunk behind me, trying to hold myself in place as Repo pistoned relentlessly, offering an end to the coiled, almost painful pressure inside.
"Maze, come," he commanded as my moans became whimpers, my nails digging into his neck enough to leave marks.
Then, as if my body had been seeking the permission, I exploded, crashing louder than the thunder, exploding brighter than the lightening as I cried out his name.
One of his hands left my ass, taking away my support and making my leg fall and land numbly on the ground as he pounded harder, faster through my orgasm, getting closer to his own. His free hand moved to cup the side of my jaw as he planted deep, jerked hard and came, his deep blue eyes on mine the whole time and I felt a tremor in my belly at the intensity I found there.
As he came down, he rested his forehead to mine, taking deep breaths as my body trembled slightly from both aftershocks of my orgasm and the cold rain pelting my body.
"You alright?" he asked, pulling back to look at me. I felt the smile toying at my lips and he gave me an almost vulnerable-looking smile back. "Cold?" he asked, running a finger down my cheek.
"We just had sex in a thunderstorm," I observed, letting out a weird, strangled laugh.
"Hell fucking yeah we did," he grinned devilishly at me, looking way too proud of himself.
"Can I put some clothes on now?" I asked when he just stood there, one hand squeezing my ass, the other tracing up my side from hip to the side of my breast and back again.
"You can try but wet skin and tight clothes, honey, I don't see that working out for you."
"So I should just... stay naked you're saying?" I asked, head tilting to smirk at him. "It's almost like you planned it this way."
"Yep. Put in an order to the universe for a well-timed thunderstorm so I could have slip-n-slide sex in the woods just to be able to look at your body." He paused mid-smile, eyes dancing a little. "Though, I did miss something."
"Missed something?" I asked, feeling him slide out of me and sad at the loss of intimacy.
"Your ass, Maze, is a result of Divine design. Been having real impure thoughts about it since the first day you showed up."
"What kinda impure thoughts?" I teased, sinking my ass against the tree as he tried to turn me. It was too nice, too rare to experience Repo in a light, carefree way without fear of being found out for me to let the moment go so quickly.
"The kind that made me think about how it would look as I fucked you doggy style or..." he tapered off, brow quirking.
"Or?" I prompted.
"Or fucking it while working your clit and G-spot until you come so hard you're convinced nothing ever has, or ever could, feel as good as my cock inside your ass."
I swallowed hard against a second wave of desire overtaking my system. Then, lost for anything to say because I was pretty sure he was fully capable of making good on that promise, I turned slowly. There was nothing for a long minute, making the twisting feeling of insecurity coil in my belly. But then his hands moved out, stroking down from my shoulders, pausing at my hips, then whispering over my ass.