Standing His Ground: Greer (Porter Brothers Trilogy 2)

Hard smacks against exposed pink flesh had her sucking his cock harder. If her pussy hadn’t been on fire before, it was now.

“You think you can take my ring on and off when you want to? Try it again and see what happens.” He smacked her pussy again, creating shockwaves through her stomach and sending her muscles twitching. “I’ll get Dustin and Logan to move in with Tate, and make you walk naked around the house for a week. You understand my meaning?”

“Yes.”

He speared a finger inside of her, then another. “You ready for me to fuck you?”

“Yes!”

When he righted himself to lie stretched over her, she didn’t remove her hands from her breasts. He brought his hands to her wrists, moving them to lie above her head and entwining his fingers with hers. He then stared deeply into her eyes as if he could read every thought running through her mind at breakneck speed.

She tried to close her eyes, feeling dizzy and confused. When she did manage to close them, the dizzy feeling grew worse, as if she was on that mysterious elevator ride again, going faster this time. With every stroke of his cock inside her, the breathtaking speed increased. She was afraid her heart would stop.

She screamed out in terror, the shrill sound reverberating around the clearing. She tried to tear her hands out of Greer’s, opening her eyes to see his storm cloud ones trapping hers.

“Don’t be afraid.”

His impassioned face was everything she had been trying to achieve, but faced with the reality of it, she wasn’t sure she could handle it.

“You can. I’ve got you.”

She tightened her hands in his, trying to hold on to the feeling that she was one of the daisies that were being swept up by the escalating wind, tossing her around higher and higher. As he moved faster, she was borne even higher, seeing the sky coming nearer, sure if Greer released her hand, she would touch it.

Greer released one of her hands, and she dreamily reached upward, imagining she was touching the sky, running her hand through the perfect blue surface and feeling the smooth blue ripple and move over her hand like cool water in a stream. It was so magnificent. She wanted to go even higher to pierce the veil that beckoned.

Greer reached for her hand, pulling it back to rest beside her other one.

“Wait …” She tried to reach for the sky again.

“You can’t go there yet.”

“Just one more minute. I was almost there,” she pleaded as Greer rocked back and forth, pounding his cock higher into her.

“Then come with me,” he moaned into her neck. “Come with me …”

His command had her pussy clamping down around him as her nerve endings exploded, turning her upside down until she was lying on the sky, the ground beneath them.

When Greer released her hands to grab her hips, lifting her onto his ramming thrusts, he shoved her into a freefall that had her crashing back to earth.

Slowly, she opened her eyes, clutching the flowers to make sure she was still alive, to see Greer.

“You love me,” she said with wonder.

He lay next to her, picking up one of the broken daisies. Greer bent his arm and propped his head on his hand. “Do you still doubt I couldn’t have any woman I wanted?”

26

“No.”

Greer stroke the daisy across the base of her throat, watching her stare at the flowers surrounding them.

“When did you plant the daisies?”

Seeing her spasmodically swallow, he debated telling her the truth. Sighing, though, he really didn’t want to start his marriage off with a lie.

“The day after you messaged me the first time. I knew then it was you.” Greer teased her still hard nipple, his serious face breaking out in a grin when she swatted it away.

“You bastard.”

“That isn’t what my mama said.” He let the flower rest against her pounding heart. “The thing is, when people think you’re stupid, they underestimate you.”

“I didn’t—”

“You did. Don’t feel bad. Everyone does. Even though it didn’t take a genius, knowing how many nights you and Logan go outside to catch lightning bugs.”

Holly put her arm over her eyes. “You catfished me.”

Greer’s grin widened. “I did. You made it easy as pie.”

“I hate you.”

“Don’t be that way. I figure we’re even.”

He saw a tear slide down under her arm.

“You were trying to teach me a lesson, and you fell into your own trap.”

“I didn’t fall into a trap. You’re trying to underestimate me again.”

She raised her arm to look at him. “Then why were so determined to get me out of the house after we had started chatting?”

“Two reasons.” He unrepentantly moved the daisy to brush against her waist, imagining her belly large and round when she became pregnant. Her skin broke out in goose bumps, and he swallowed convulsively before he could get the words outs. “I wanted you out, because you weren’t safe until the plants were ready to be harvested. Dustin works during the day, and Tate and I had to watch the plants to keep them from being stolen.”