Dirty Game

I was shattering like glass in a mirror. Tiny cracks traveled through my veins. It was over. It was everything. I pulsed and whimpered. The vibrations captured me, shocking me with powerful electricity.

“Oh God. Oh God.” I panted and grasped for a pillow. The edge of the couch. Anything to hang on to.

Blake was relentless. “Fuck it. Fuck.”

He pushed inside me and I heard my panties rip as he pried my legs apart and sank inside me. He shoved my knees wide, angling his cock like a sword, and grunted as his final thrusts sent shocks of intensity to my core.

“You’re mine, Sierra.”

“Oh, yes,” I cried. “Fuck me. I want to feel it all.”

And I craved it like a drug. The need for Blake to envelope me in a haze of heat and sultry, sinful sex. The kind of sex I’d only dreamed about. The kind of sex I needed three showers to wash away. I wanted sex so deep and powerful I’d never forget this moment. I’d never forget the day I let every barrier down and gave this man my soul.

I felt his fingers dig into my hips with urgent tugs. “Look at me.” I twisted my neck to meet his eyes. “Watch me fuck you hard and deep.” His voice was husky and strong. I quivered at the sound. “Watch me fuck your beautiful sexy body.”

I nodded, whimpering. He reared back and slowly sliced into me.

“Ohh.” My eyes rolled back.

“Sierra, watch me fuck you back to me.”

My nipples hardened at his command and I felt another orgasm spring to life in my core. He filled my body with his. He pushed a thumb over my bottom lip and I sucked it greedily while he pumped in and out of me. His cock was like a pleasure stick I could never get enough of. I came harder than I ever had before. Skyrocketing off the couch. Forgetting I was in an old house. Forgetting I was in a home I had abandoned. Forgetting I had hurt this man so deeply I thought he’d never forgive me. He let his thumb linger over my shoulder before sneaking a hand to my breast. With a tweak of my nipple I lost it. I bucked uncontrollably.

My face planted on the couch as he pumped everything he had deep into my walls, filling me with his hot come. It spread through me as his cock pulsed in my swollen walls.

“Ohh,” I sighed. My breasts pressed into the cushions. Every inch of me was covered in sweat. The sweet dampness of epic sex.

“Fuck.”

He kissed my back, moving his lips to my shoulder before sliding his slick cock out of me and lowering me to the couch.

His golden essence seeped from my legs as I laid there in a haze. He crawled forward, taking my lips with his teeth.

I looked into his eyes. “I didn’t know we could do that.”

He waggled his eyebrows. “I didn’t know you could be so dirty, but all your secrets are out now, baby.”

I couldn’t help but giggle. Yeah, they were. Apparently I liked being a very dirty girl with my very dirty ex.

20

Blake

There was some fucked up shit going on. So much I decided the only thing to do was ignore it.

I couldn’t deal with the fact that Sierra had left eight years ago because of my dad. Or because she was going to have my baby. My dad was dead. How was I supposed to confront a ghost? And the baby … well, Sierra said it never got very far. I tried not to think about it. It all hurt. I didn’t want to think about the past anymore.

There were three days until she had to go back to Dallas.

And until then I was going to fucking enjoy myself.

Sierra leaned back into the cushiony seat I had affixed to the bow for her. I steered the boat farther away from the marina. She kept peeking over her shoulder to watch me behind the steering wheel. My eyes focused on the shallow waters in front of us.

The constant summer storms and drastic tidal shifts altered the channel and made boating in the Core Sound dangerous if I didn’t focus.

I slowed the boat and Sierra took in the little cove. Behind her, the moon was rising higher in the sky.

“What do you think?” I asked as I loosened the anchor from the side compartment box. I heaved it out into the water.