Rock Hard (Siren Publishing Classic)

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closely behind. With each move she made, he groaned and encouraged her with grunts of approval. When she was halfway around, she heard the sound of Kade’s zipper. Kade came up behind, and he ran his hand up over her backside as the tip of his thick cock searched out her wet core. Wynn moaned as her hands cranked down on the rock.
    “Kade...”
    “Yes?”
    He entered her in one slow, erotic thrust. His hands smoothed down her arms to her hands to help hold her to the rock. Wynn arched back her neck as his lips came down to kiss her. His tongue swirled over the sensitive curve of her ear as he started to sex her wet pussy.
    Wynn had no control as he took her in an erotic dance. She wanted to ride his cock but was forced to be taken. She felt him holding back by tightening every one of his muscles. The corded muscles in his thighs brushed up against her legs.
    Kade’s hard cock kept her up on the rock as he sexed her in short, intense thrusts. She wanted this with him. She wanted to let go of all her fear and be with him completely, but she knew before she could do any of that she had to tell him the truth of why she was there. Deep down in the most fragile part of her heart, she knew she’d have to tell Kade that she was internal affairs. When she did, she knew she’d lose him.
    Her heart was beating wildly. She was so close to letting go when she felt Kade stop, with his sex deep within her hot pussy.
    “What are you thinking about?” he asked.
    “Trusting you.”
    His cock kicked out, and she rolled her hips. She felt it flex again. She couldn’t wait anymore. She started to move. “Kade...”
    “I know, baby...”
    He pulled out and started taking her hard. Her orgasm hit her entire body. She cried out as she rode the rough waves. Kade waited until the last possible moment before pulling his cock out. Wynn felt his cock slide up the back of her ass crack as his orgasm rocked through his body. A raw, animal cry erupted from deep within his chest as his cum shot over her back.
    Her legs were jelly as Kade helped her climb down from the boulder.
    “Stay for dinner.”
    “Okay.”
    Wynn went to reach for her clothes, but Kade stopped her. He swooped up her backpack, stuffing her clothes inside. Then he turned and lifted her off her feet. Wynn gasped as he swung her half over his shoulder and chest. He kissed her on the neck.
    She felt owned.
     
    * * * *
     
    Kade set her bare feet on the front porch as he unlocked the door. He kissed his way down over her shoulder and pushed the door open at the same time. Wynn didn’t want to consider how their relationship was changing and deepening. A small part of her heart didn’t want the risk of loving. Kade slammed shut the door and claimed her mouth. He lifted her up off her feet, and she wrapped her legs around his hips. The thick edge of his cock was bold beneath his pants.
    Wynn’s eyes fluttered, seeing the house in a blur of movement. The living room looked as though it was newly renovated.
    He carried her easily upstairs to his bedroom and into his bathroom. Kade’s big hands gripped her ass tightly as he pushed her up against the wall.
    “What are we doing here?” she asked.
    “Getting you clean.”
    “I didn’t know I was that dirty.”
    He slid her down the front of him.
    “Yes, you are.” He flipped on the shower and lifted her chin to kiss her again. “You go first. I’ll start dinner.”
    Wynn showered quickly and stepped out, wrapping a towel around her body. She’d expected Kade to return and join her, but he didn’t. That thought had her remembering why she needed to get into Kade’s home in the first place. She needed to take a look around his place for evidence.
    Kade’s bedroom was designed with a modern, lived-in flare. She peeked into his closet. Climbing equipment hung in the corner, cams, ropes, and harnesses, next to work shirts and tactical pants. His things were neat and orderly. He wasn’t a guy that kept everything he ever had.

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