Traction (The Driven World)

“Kayden!” I cry when he dips two fingers into me as he sucks my clit into his mouth, biting down gently on my hardened nub, sending me flying over the edge. My body arches off the bed as I whimper again and again, chanting his name as sparks fly through me, and fireworks light up my eyelids.

I can’t stop trembling as Kayden slides up my body, planting soft kisses over my stomach, my chest, and on my neck as he suckles the flesh into his mouth.

“You’re fucking delicious,” he murmurs in my ear.

“Kayden.” His name is a whimper on my lips, and my hands tangle around his neck, holding onto him for dear life. “I want more.”

He laughs, his chest vibrating against mine. “Insatiable girl,” he whispers before stealing my mouth with his. I taste myself on his tongue, tangling mine with his.

Kayden pushes up onto his elbows and reaches for the condom. I’m in awe as he kneels back and tears the wrapper open. I’ve never actually seen someone do this, but watching him roll the condom onto his cock is the most erotic thing I’ve seen. He grips himself, stroking from root to tip.

“Are you ready?” he asks, his gaze locking on mine.

I nod slowly, tentatively. “I’m ready.”

He leans over me, and I feel him nudge my entrance, the tip sliding in, my wetness welcoming him inside. When he reaches the barrier, Kayden stops, stilling as he watches me.

“Breathe, speedy,” he coos. Suddenly, his hips push forward, and pain sears me, spreading through my body like white-hot lightning striking. “That’s my girl. Breathe.”

“Fuck,” I bite out as he moves deeper, his body opening mine, stretching me to the hilt. Once he seats himself fully, he stops moving. His hands hold my face, cupping my cheeks as he presses soft kisses to my lips.

“You’ve taken me, baby,” he soothes with a smile on his face. “You’re mine now.” The affirmation clear and concise, and there’s no debate.

“Move, Kayden. Please,” I beg, needing him to do it, to take me and make me his. Affection burns in his gaze as he pulls out and slides back in. The moment he thrusts again, more pain sears me, and I shut my eyes, needing to focus on the feel of him rather than the ache swirling low in my stomach.

Kayden continues pulling out slow and driving back in. His cock thickens, hips molding to mine with every movement as he lays claim to my body and mind. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pull him in deeper.

After a long moment of biting my lip to keep from whimpering from the pain, it dissipates, and Kayden reaches for my clit, circling it with his thumb. Pleasure shoots through me along with the lingering ache between my legs.

I haven’t ever felt so full. My back arches from the mattress when Kayden’s mouth envelops my nipple, tugging it between his teeth while he continues to toy with the bundle of nerves between my thighs.

“Look at me, speedy,” he commands in a low growl, and my eyes snap open to meet those ocean eyes. “I want you to come for me, baby,” he rasps as he pulls out and slams back in. His hips moving faster and faster with every thrust, and I feel like I’m about to fly over the edge of a cliff.

Kayden’s mouth is on mine as I scream out when my body pulses around his. He doesn’t relent, instead continuing to fuck me into the mattress. My body merely a rag doll for him to use for his pleasure as mine sends trembles through every inch of me.

Seconds later, Kayden looks up, locking his gaze on mine before he pulls out of me, causing me to wince, and my gaze widens when he pulls the condom from his cock and jerks himself all over me.

The stickiness hits my stomach and mound as he paints me with his release. “Mine.” The word is a growl of possessiveness as Kayden smirks, his hand reaching for my body, and he gently rubs his arousal into the smooth skin he’s just marked.18KaydenIt’s been a few days since I felt her around me, and I can’t stop thinking about it. About how she felt. We haven’t had a chance to spend time together since the week has brought a lot of meetings, along with discussions with the board I needed to deal with. But now, as I walk into the building, making my way to the track, I smile because I can hear the engines rumbling, and the smell of gasoline is everywhere.

Text messages don’t do Haelee justice. The moment I see her standing at one of the cars, talking to a mechanic, I stop for a moment to take in the tight pants she’s wearing that accentuate her beautiful ass.