Thrasher by K.S. Smith

morning jog on Bayshore, but even he had to cut it short for work. We were halfway back to my parents’ house when he filled me in on his plans.
    “I’ll be off the grid for a few days. I’m expecting to be back home on Friday night, but it may push over into Saturday. What do you have going on this week?” he inquired, keeping pace with me as we ran down the long walkway.
    “Megan and I have to work on the senior-class spring-break trip to Tallahassee. We’ve got to get all of our ducks in a row before we head out. This is the trip that the seniors look most forward to because it gets better and better every year. Maybe you and Tripp can come with us. You’ll get the grand tour of my father’s office, and maybe even a romp in my governor’s mansion bedroom.” I shot a quick wink at him as Duke let out a grunt.
    “Send me the dates. I’ll see what I can do.”
    I couldn’t help but smile. Things were going so well, and I was beginning to really fall hard for Duke. He was the kind of guy I’d never dated before, but I was quickly learning that he was my favorite kind of man.
    His life may have been one big secret, but I never felt like he was hiding anything from me. His work required him to keep a low profile, and I understood that. When he was with me, he was fully with me, and when he wasn’t¸ he kept in touch as often as possible. It didn’t hurt that Tripp and Megan were dating, and I was able to get updates from him because he was always around.
    Glancing back up at Duke as we ran together, I smiled before continuing our conversation. “Where are you headed this time?” I asked, hoping to maybe get a bit more detail. But I knew from the look he gave me I wasn’t getting anything else.
    “Same ol’ same ol’. Nothing exciting.”
    I made an angry face before laughing. “What time do you head out?”
    “Forty-five minutes.”
    “I’ll race you back to my place. We can make up for lost time before you go?” I hoped he wouldn’t be able to resist.
    Duke didn’t give me any form of verbal response; instead, he gripped my arm and made a quick right. The next thing I knew we were in the elevator of his high-rise condominium, and he’d pressed the button to his suite before turning back to me.
    Heat was raging in his eyes the entire ride up, and I wanted to reach out and touch him, but I knew that he was across the small space for a reason. The exact same reason I was glued to the corner. If we even as much as touched one another, this elevator would be out of commission for the next half-hour, so we stood in our opposite corners, practically eye-fucking each other until the elevator dinged.
    Duke didn’t waste any time. His arm hooked around my hips, and he pulled me from the elevator then pressed my body right up against the wall of his condo as his hands ravaged my body. I could hear the tearing of my outfit, but I didn’t even care. All I could focus on was the fire burning inside of me, yearning for Duke to claim my body.
    “Fuck me!” I begged, needing all of him.
    A deep growl ripped through him, and with one forceful thrust, Duke was inside of me, filling me completely. My head flew back in pleasure as my hands clung to his broad shoulders. I used them as leverage to help meet each of his thrusts, each bounce of my body slamming down against him harder than the last.
    “You like that dick inside you?” he grunted.
    My head nodded as I continued bouncing in his arms.
    “Words, Brianna. Tell me how good it is.”
    I liked the way he was being more aggressive. It was such a turn on. “So good. Faster. Fuck me, baby,” I begged, needing him to give all of himself to me.
    It was then that I realized we were moving, and before I could see where we were going, Duke had me facedown over his dining room table, my body bent at my hips, arms braced to the edge of the table, before he filled me again.
    My back arched as Duke gripped my hips and pounded deep inside of me. I could hardly