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Porter (Men of Lovibond 3)

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Frankee: Don’t worry. She’s going to be ok.

Frankee: And you’re going to be ok.

Frankee: Don’t act sad when you see it. Even if you are.

Frankee: She needs to see you be ok with it.

Frankee: It’ll be an easier transition for her if you seem all right with the change.

Porter: I can do that for her.

Frankee: I know you can. XO

I feel Kit’s apprehension when we enter the house. Even if I couldn’t sense it, her uneasiness becomes tangible when she takes my hand in hers and squeezes.

“No worries. They’re going to love it.”

“And if they don’t, it’s going to be gone soon enough anyway.”

I’m a bit on edge myself. I did what I could to prepare Porter but seeing his mom for the first time in his entire life without her long hair is going to be a shock for him.

I went to the salon with my mom, and I remember that moment when they spun her around in the chair. Can’t lie. It was when my brain registered that my mom had cancer, and it was real and it was happening. No more denial.

Gabe. I don’t know him at all. I have no idea how he’ll react to seeing his wife’s hair gone, but I hope he has the same grace my dad had.

Porter and Gabe are in the living room watching television. “Well…” Kit touches her hair as they turn to look at her. “It’s gone.”

The lines that were on Porter’s forehead earlier are gone. And I know he’s going to be okay. “I like it.”

Gabe holds out his arms. “Come here.”

Kit goes to him, and he pulls her onto his lap. He puts his mouth to her ear and whispers something that brings a huge smile to her face. “Gabe Beckman…”

I guess that means he likes it.

Porter gets up and tugs on my hand, my cue to follow him to his bedroom. “They look like they need a minute. Could I talk you into taking a ride with me on the four-wheeler?”

My family rides four-wheelers all the time. “Sure.”

“We should probably put on old clothes. I’ve been known to hit a mudhole or two.”

“I didn’t bring anything old.”

“You can put on something of mine.”

I look like a freaking homeless person when we walk out the door. “I hope we don’t run into anybody. They’ll offer to take me down to the local soup kitchen.”

“You look fine. But doesn’t matter anyway. We’re not going to see anyone where we’re going.”

“Which is where?”

“Into the woods.”

I put on the helmet Porter gives me and climb on behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist. “Better hold on tightly. I like it rough.”

“I’ve ridden with my brothers. You don’t scare me.”

“We’ll see about that.”

Porter is a fucking speed demon. A daredevil. An adrenaline junkie. He hit every mudhole he saw and jumped every hill in sight. My brothers have nothing on his ass.

He stops the four-wheeler and turns off the engine. “I think this will be just fine.”

“For what?”

He chuckles. “Checking you for ticks. Come sit in front of me.”

I put my foot on the ground and swing my leg over to swap places with Porter.

“No. Sit the other way so you’re facing me.”

Oh. I see where he’s going with this. “You want to make out?”

“I want to do way more than make out.”

For real? He wants to fuck out here in the woods on this four-wheeler? “You must truly think you don’t have a shot with me later tonight.”

“I could tell that you didn’t feel comfortable doing it in my parents’ house last night.”

“It’s just a little weird to me. Feels disrespectful because I don’t know them at all.”

“Got it. It’s okay. But I’m really horny. There’s no way I can hold out until Sunday night.”

“I won’t make you hold out.” I push down the shorts and panties I’m wearing. “I’m not even going to make you work for it. You can just fuck me. Right here. Right now.”

“Will you bend over and let me have it from behind?”

The boy loves getting it from behind. “If that’s what you want.”

“Fuck yes.”

He comes off the four-wheeler and walks around so he’s standing behind me. He wraps his arms around me and kisses the side of my neck. “You are the best girlfriend ever.”

“Yeah, yeah. You’re just saying that because I’m letting you bend me over a four-wheeler in the middle of the woods.”

One of his hands slides between my legs and moves back and forth. “I’m not kidding. I’ve never wanted to be with anyone the way I want to be with you.”

He pulls me against him and my back presses against his front. His erection pokes against my ass. “You feel that? That’s what you do to me. All the fucking time. I stay hard for you.”

He pushes my hair away from my neck and kisses that sensitive spot in the bend of my shoulder. “You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. No fucking lie. It’s unreal how much I want you.”

Those words. His mouth against my skin. His erection pressed against me. All of it has me dripping wet for him. “No more than I want you.”

His fingers curl around my mound and the tips dip into the slick center. “You’re so fucking wet. Soaking.”

“I only get wet for you.”

He slides a finger through my slickness and back up once in a slow, torturous stroke. My hips have a mind of their own as they rock against his hand, which simultaneously makes my ass rub against his cock.

He stops sliding his finger up and down and rubs my clit—what the girls and I call a slut button—in a circular motion. Seriously one of the best sensations in the world.

“Don’t stop. Please. Don’t ever stop doing that.”

His fingers curl and move in a jerky side to side motion. He’s rubbing my clit and that needy spot just inside my entrance. “Oh God. Keep doing that. I’m so close.”

He squeezes me tightly and dry humps his cock so hard against my ass that my feet shove forward on the ground with every thrust. The only thing keeping me sort of in place is my arms locked on the four-wheeler.

“Ohh… Porter… ohh.”

A familiar warm twitch pulsates between my legs. And then it happens a second time and a third. The rhythmic contractions happen again and again, pushing me over the edge into a world of pleasure I’ve only known with him.

“I can’t go another minute without having you. I need to be inside you. Now.”

I feel him working on his jeans and then the tip of his cock is at my entrance from behind. “Lean over and put your hands on the seat and tilt your ass up so I can get insid

e you.”

He rubs the tip of his dick through my wet center and then slides inside, balls deep. “Fuck. I swear you’re still as tight as you were when I took your virginity.”

He pulls out, almost all the way, and then thrusts his cock in so hard his balls slap against me. He begins slowly, increasing his pace until he’s full speed with me grinding against him, matching his every stroke.

I push against him with every thrust. He’s so deep that it feels like he’s pounding my womb. But I still want more.

His hand moves around and grips my hip when he thrusts one last time, filling me with his seed.

“Fuck, Frankee,” he hisses through gritted teeth. “That was so good, baby.”

He relaxes and his hand comes up to my face to grip my chin, turning it so he can kiss the corner of my mouth. “You are mine. Say it.”

No two ways about it. Porter Beckman owns a little more of me every day. “I am yours.”

“Damn right, you are.”

He pushes up the T-shirt—that fits me like a dress—and kisses the curvature of my back. “Damn, girl. You make sex in the woods hot.”

His cock slides out and cum runs down my legs. “Sex in the woods is messy.”

He chuckles and takes off his T-shirt to wipe my inner thighs. “I guess it’s my duty to give up my shirt for my princess.”

“That’s sweet of you.” I pull on my panties and shorts. “Are we going back to the house?”

“Yeah. I got what I came after.”

“I figured as much.”

He pulls me against him and kisses my mouth. “I want to tell you something before we go back.”

“Okay.”

“What you did for my mom—helping her make the decision about her hair and going to the salon with her…” Porter’s eyes search mine for a moment before he speaks again. “That means the world to me. You mean the world to me.”

“You mean the world to me too.”

He puts his arms around me and squeezes tightly. “I like where this is going. Where we’re going.”

“Me too.”

We are changing. Growing. Progressing. I feel it.

This is becoming more.



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