15. Right In Front of Me

FIFTEEN

RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME

Kissin ’ When We ’ re Mad, We Three

Saint

“Roe!” I shout but it’s useless. She’s already slammed her helmet on the ground and pulled the zipper open on her tent. She has a tailgate tent that hooks to the back of her Jeep, providing privacy from the rest of the place but allowing her access to her Jeep quickly. Next to it, she has an open canopy where her bike, and now her helmet, both stand. She tries to zip the tent back up but I’m able to stop her and walk in after her, closing it behind me and leaving us in the comfortable close quarters of it. She’s tearing paper into pieces while grunting. Her whole face is red and when her eyes meet mine, I see only anger.

“I had to rip that branch off. It already had scraped me once and I’m sure it could’ve hurt others. I didn’t know you were right behind me.”

“You knew I was coming for you. I was right there. I was finishing a round with the best time I’ve ever had, and you threw a stick at me!” She walks up to me and her fists go straight into my chest. “You. Did. This. On. Purpose,” she adds, hitting me with every word. I can see the fury in her eyes and if she weren’t a quarter of my size, I would be worried that she might hurt me.

“Why would I throw a branch at you after I spent all week training with you?”

“Because you know that I’m strong and fast and that I can take you down. You know I could’ve beaten you on that round. Your precious ego couldn’t handle a girl winning, could it?”

She hits me again and I grab both of her hands to stop her. She tries to pull them from me, not looking away and not losing her stance.

“Roe, if I knew that branch was going to hit you or your bike, I would’ve never thrown it. It was a split-second decision. I didn’t ruin your score on purpose, and I won fair and square. Now, if I let go of your hands, will you stop hitting me?” She makes a sound similar to a growl and bites her lip. I know that she won’t stop hitting me or biting that lip that drives me crazy. I also know that I want to be the one biting those lips. Bringing my other hand up, I use one finger to try and pull her lip from her teeth gently. She lets me; once it’s under my touch I say, “You have perfect lips. You shouldn’t be the one biting them.”

My body sparks to life as I become aware of how close we are. I’m pressing her fist into my chest. She won’t tear her eyes away from mine and when my fingers touch her lips, I can feel everything changing. At least on my part. I don’t know how to read this situation, but I would love to fuck the anger out of her right here and now. Our breathing is heavy. Our bodies are in sync. I rub her lip with my thumb as my fingers curl under her chin. Her skin is sticky with sweat and her eyes are filled with lust. I know she feels this too and I’m finally going to do something about it.

“Your lips really are perfect,” I tell her again. “Fucking. Perfect.” I drop my mouth to hers, letting go of her fists and sliding my hand to the back of her neck. Her body flush to mine, she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls on my hair, deepening the kiss. Her tongue dances with mine as I swallow her moans; my other hand drifts to her lower back to keep her as close as she’ll let me. Roe pulls at my chest protector, pushing me to the tailgate before yanking it off and tugging on my jersey. I pull it over my head one handed, refusing to stop touching her completely. She tugs harder on my hair and instantly my hands drop to her ass to pick her up. I sit back, letting her legs straddle my hips, wrapping around me in a hold that I never want to get out of.

Her eyes dance over my skin and she licks her lips. I know she’s seeing the work I put into my body, but this goes beyond lust. I raise my eyebrows at her. and she throws her head back and laughs. She doesn’t say anything else; she just pulls her jersey off. She has a black sports bra on that I don’t hesitate to take off and her perfect tits bounce. I clasp one in my hand and kiss her. I touch, twist, and rub her nipple, seeing how she responds, never letting her mouth leave mine.

Her back is arching against my chest and her hands come up to touch my body, pulling her braid forward on accident. She tries to push to the side, but her beautiful blonde hair is calling my name. I wrap her braid around my fist and tug gently, but when her hands immediately roam my body and a soft sigh escapes her lips, I know she likes it. Tugging at her braid again, I pinch her nipple which causes this goddess to grind against my cock. I’m about to come in my pants like a teenager trying to get off for the first time. I have zero control when it comes to this woman, especially now that I gave into temptation.

“Do you have a condom?” she asks in between breathy sobs. Her body is so responsive that I would bet all my money she’s already soaking wet. I shake my head, because who has condoms in their riding suit? She rolls her eyes and stands up, taking off her boots and pants, and climbs into her Jeep from the back seat. This girl is buck naked, showing me and anyone who might be around her perfect ass, and I can’t stop staring.

Roe comes back with two condoms in her hand and a mischievous grin on her face. Stopping right in front of me, she coos, “Drop your pants, pretty boy. I need to see what size fits you better.”

“You want to see my cock, princesa?” I tell her, getting up and opening my hands next to my hips. “Then you can come get it yourself.”

I stand still, looking at her, and she bites her lip and smiles big before saying, “Make me.”

My dick twitches in my pants, and my eyes dart to hers. “On your knees, princesa,” I growl. I didn’t expect her to obey me so quickly; fuck, I didn’t expect her to obey at all . She’s been calling the shots with everyone around her, but seeing her on her knees with her eyes trained on mine, I know this is when she wants to lose control.

I walk to her but stop halfway, adding, “Be a good girl and crawl to me.” She obeys again, ass in the air and her braids swinging in front of her. She stops in front of me and runs her hands up my legs to the clip on my pants. She opens the buckle and pulls my pants down, biting her lip as my cock springs free. She looks up at me with lust in her eyes before licking her lips and taking me in her mouth. “Fuck, Roe,” I growl.

I grab her braids in my hand and pull, making her raise her eyes to mine so I can watch my dick go in and out of her mouth. “So fucking hot with my dick in your mouth.”

She moans in response. Praise kink, got it.

I tighten my grip on her braids and push my dick deeper into her mouth. Tears fall from her eyes as she grunts, licking and twisting around the tip. She grabs my hand and places it behind her head, using it to push her harder against my dick, then drops her hand and grabs my ass. I hold her head steady as she pulls my ass and entire body to her mouth deeper and deeper, making her gag as she takes all of me. I know I’ll come in her mouth if she doesn’t stop, but I have other plans.

Letting go of her braids, I put my hand around her neck, squeezing lightly, testing the field. I’m making sure this is not going too far and it’s what she actually wants. Fuck, I know it ’ s what I want, but this isn ’ t about me. Before I can think twice about it, one of her hands disappears between her legs. I can feel little moans against my skin as she grinds against her hand before she stops suddenly. Her eyes roll back, and I see a shudder work down her spine, her ass moving in a slow circle before she drops her hand and lets out the raspiest and dirtiest sound I’ve ever heard as my cock drops from her lips.

I groan and bit my lip. “You’re so fucking hot, princesa. Did you just come right in front of me?”

She looks up and shifts her body so she’s laying on her back on the ground. Spreading her legs, she pushes two fingers inside of her sex, takes them out and uses those wet fingers to motion me to come to her. I drop over her, placing my hands next to her face, and take her fingers in my mouth. She tastes fruity and salty at the same time. So fitting for this girl full of contradictions. I swirl my tongue against her fingers and suck— hard —making her squirm under me. I grab one of the condoms she dropped earlier and put it on, fitting my dick at her entrance.

“Don’t go sweet on me now. You might be my Saint, but I want to be your hell. Fuck me like you hate me, pretty boy. I won’t break,” she purrs.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. There’s no holding back now. Jesus, this girl.

In one move, I thrust inside of her. She squirms and tries to scream but I place my hand over her mouth, muffling her cries. That apparently turns her on even more, because her hands scrape against my back like a feral cat. I drive in, with her hips matching my tempo. I grab one of her feet and place it against my ass. She pushes against me, leveraging herself with her heel. She mumbles something behind my hand as her gaze bores into mine. It feels so good; too good. Mierda. She fits her other heel to my ass and drops her head back. I curve up, hitting a spot that makes her whole body tighten around me.

Her hands stretch out on the ground and I grab them over her head. Holding both wrists in one hand, I pin her down. “Así, Roe, is that how you like it?” I ask and when her eyes darken and she licks her lips, I drive in her harder; again and again, until she’s twitching and squirming under me. She’s close, I can feel it, but she won’t let go. Her moans are making me harder than I’ve ever been in my life, and I need her to come before I do. I place my thumb on her clit, pressing against it while commanding, “Let go, princesa, let me feel your pretty little pussy milk my cock.”

That’s all it takes for her to explode. Screaming, “God, yes,” her eyes flutter close as her pussy tightens around my cock.

“No, Roe, not God. Saint,” growling, still driving into her.

Her glossy eyes open and she looks at me. Her lower lip catches between her teeth and she smiles, whispering, “Yes, Saint, just like that.” She bites her lip harder, making little drops of blood bead on her skin. I dip my head and lick it clean, making her shiver. Her wicked smile grows wider and she fights the hold I have on her hands. Useless; there’s no way I’m letting her go. Her head comes off the ground to reach my mouth, biting my lip but not as hard as she bit hers. Co?o, this woman will be my undoing. I kiss her, hard, deep, senseless. She kisses me back and when I’m about to explode, she starts pulsing around me again, making me come undone with her.