Chapter 15

Ranger

My heart hammers in my chest as I look into Tory’s soft blue eyes, the kind of eyes that make a man forget how to breathe. She’s absolutely breathtaking, her face illuminated by the faint glow of the stars above, and for the life of me, I can’t look away. In this moment—just her, me, and the quiet night—I’m completely undone.

“I need you,” I whisper against her lips.

She straddles my lap, her hands resting on my shoulders as her eyes gaze up at me. “I want it.”

I press my lips against hers and she moans into my mouth. “I’ve never felt anything like this before, Tory.”

“Me either.”

I grip her ass with both hands, moving her body over mine. “Too much clothing,” I say, lifting her up for two seconds so I can remove my swim trunks in a flash.

Tory watches with rapt fascination, and moves her hands to take off her bikini but instead, I growl at her.

“Don’t you dare.”

“What?” She asks with a little shrug of her shoulder.

“You can’t expect me to not want to undress you.”

She stops what she’s doing and gives me the prettiest fucking smile I’ve ever seen from her. My movements are slow as I remove the top of her bikini. I take my time with her tits, letting their perfect fullness rest in each hand. I thumb over each nipple, and bring my mouth down over one, and then the other.

She moans, holding me at the back of the neck. “Oh, Ranger,” she whispers as I keep toying with her breasts.

I roam my hands over her body, letting them slip beneath the bottoms of her bikini, and I slide them down her long legs. “You’re so fucking sexy.”

She smiles down at me as I sit here and remove her clothing. When she steps out of the bottoms, I reposition her to where she’s once again straddling my lap. Right where I want her.

“You belong here,” I tell her before kissing her.

She grinds her body against mine, and my cock comes to life. Let’s face it, it’s been semi-hard all day. And when she breezed past me earlier in her little bikini, I nearly lost it.

I grip her hair in my hands, holding it back as I claim her lips. “I need to be deep inside you, Tory.”

“Yes, please,” she begs, and rocks against me once more. She leans back, her eyes glancing at my cock between us. “I want to touch it first.”

I lean back a little, completely turned on at the idea of her hands on me. “You can touch it anytime you want.”

She wraps her hand around it, slowly stroking it as she does. I roll my eyes into the back of my head as my mouth falls open.

Fuck. I wasn’t expecting her touch to be so damn soft.

“Like this?” She keeps stroking it, her pinky circling the underside of the tip on every pass.

It’s so fucking good.

“Yeah, just like that. You handle my cock so good.”

She flicks her gaze to meet mine. “I like when you talk like that.”

“Yeah?”

She licks her suckable lips, and I imagine her working my cock between them. “Yeah.” Her cheeks tinge pink, and I dig my fingers into the flesh of her ass.

“I’ve got plenty of dirty things to say to you when you’ve got my cock in your hand, and you’re working it as good as you are.”

“You like it?”

I nearly growl at her question. “Oh yeah, I love having your fingers wrapped around my dick.”

She keeps stroking me, her focus adamant on getting me to come. But little does she know I won’t be coming this way, oh fuck no. I want to be deep inside her when I come.

“Are you on the pill?” I ask her.

She blinks. “No, I’m not.”

Fuck. “I didn’t bring any condoms.” I wish I had, but then again, why would I? I’ve never been this careless on a job before. But the thought of not coming inside her has me ready to burst at the seams.

“Oh,” she whispers. “We could always go and buy some.”

I lean in, capturing her lips with mine and kiss her. She makes my chest warm, a feeling I’ve never experienced before. When I break the kiss, I say, “I need to fuck you now. I can’t waste time going to the store.”

This makes her laugh. “We have all night.”

I dig my fingers deeper into the flesh of her ass. “And I plan on keeping you busy all damn night, Tory.” I reposition her body so I’m sliding inside her.

She rides me like a good girl, and I bring her closer, closing my mouth of one of her breasts. I suck on her nipple, as she grinds against me.

She feels too good.

I could get used to this.

I keep fucking her, letting her ride me at the pace she sets. A little slower, but seriously, so fucking good.

“Oh, Ranger,” she whispers against my ear, and I move one hand up her body, tracing her spine, and ending in her long, blonde hair. I tilt her head back, trailing kisses up the column of her throat. “Talk dirty to me.”

“Yeah?” I nip at her soft skin. “You like it when I talk dirty?”

“Yes, oh, please.” The water of the hot tub splashes with each upward thrust I make.

“You handle my cock so well. Like such a good girl. This pussy was made for me.” And hell, I believe it was. I’ve never been handled this well in my life, and the fact I’m the first man to ever enter her turns me on too much.

The sensation feels too real, and I pull out of her, missing her warmth immediately.

“Did I do something wrong?” She blinks up at me.

“You’re doing everything so damn right.” I reposition her, leaning her over the edge of the hot tub so I can enter her from behind. Her ass is out of the water, and I stand with one foot on the seat and slam my hardness into her.

“Oh my god,” she shouts out.

I go a little slower, letting her acclimate to my size. I don’t want to hurt her. I promised her I wouldn’t. And I intend to keep every promise I ever make to this stunning woman. Forever.