Who Falls Hardest (Clearwater University)

I smile lazily, reaching down to stroke my cock lightly. It hardened as my thoughts drifted to Emma, although I don’t feel the same desperate need for relief I used to. I don’t feel like my need for her will tear me apart.

Because I have her. And that knowledge sits inside my chest like the most precious treasure in the goddamn world.

My eyes drift shut, my strokes becoming a little harder.

When I hear a soft click, my head jerks up in time to see the door open. And when Emma steps inside, it feels for a moment like I summoned her with the sheer force of my desire.

I make no move to hide what I was doing, letting her take in the sight of me surrounded by a haze of steam and water, fist clenched around my cock. Her cheeks flush and she draws her lower lip between her teeth as she closes the door behind her.

“Detective Walton just called,” she says, still gazing hungrily at me through the glass of the shower stall. “They arrested Rory this morning, and he gave them everything they needed. They’re heading to Sun Valley this afternoon. He just wanted me to know. It’s done.”

The last bit of tension in my body breaks, and a slow smile spreads across my face as I stare back at her.

“Emma,” I say, my voice a deep growl. “I love the fuck outta you. But next time you say Detectiv

e Walton’s name while I’m fisting my cock, I’m gonna make you pay for it on your back.”

Her eyes fly wide in surprise, and then she laughs. A cocky smile tilts her lips as she reaches down with both hands to tug off her t-shirt. It’s been a lazy Saturday morning, so she’s still wearing her sleep clothes, but it doesn’t take long for her to kick off her shorts and panties too, leaving her completely naked.

Then she slips into the shower stall with me, her nipples peaking instantly at the contrast between the hot steam and the cool air outside the shower.

“Say what?” she asks innocently, her gaze landing on my cock again. I was semi-hard while I was thinking of her and lazily stroking myself, but now my dick is like steel in my fist, pulsing angrily against my palm as it demands to feel her sweet wet heat. “Walton?”

I grunt, releasing my shaft and wrapping my arms around the little tease, pulling her against me and pressing my aching dick into her stomach. Her body is already slick from the water, and she feels so fucking good in my arms.

“You feel like being bad today, do you?” I growl.

She shrugs, her gorgeous brown eyes glinting in the light. “I’m just so glad it’s over. So glad Walton called.”

With a feral noise, I lift her into my arms, wrapping her legs around me and spinning her so her back is against the tiles. She’s pinned there, and I used that to my advantage, grinding against her, pulsing my hips in small movements as my dick runs between her wet folds. Teasing her but not quite giving her what she wants.

“I told you, Ems. I’ll make you pay for that.”

She grins, undulating against me, teasing me right back. “But you’re not fisting your cock anymore. So I can say Walton all I want.”

This started out as a game, but the further we push each other, the more intense my need for her becomes—and the less I want to hear her say that fucker’s name.

Yeah, he helped us nail Leslie, and he does seem like a good cop and a good guy. But I don’t want Emma saying any name that isn’t mine, Trent’s, or Reese’s.

So I grab her ass in a tight grip, lift her slightly to line myself up, and then drop her on my cock, impaling her in one hard stroke.

“West!” she screams, her legs locking around me as her fingernails dig into my scalp, her hands clenching fistfuls of my wet hair.

That’s better.

Grabbing a handful of her hair, I force her to meet my gaze as I draw out and slam back into her. We both let out raw noises of satisfaction, and her mouth drops open slightly as she gasps for breath.

“You like this, baby?” I mutter as I begin to fuck her in earnest. “You like knowing how crazy you make me?”

“You… make me… crazy,” she whimpers back, her voice broken up by the force of my thrusts.

Good. I’m glad the feeling is mutual. That’s how it should be.

Hot water cascades over us as we fuck, turning her skin a gorgeous shade of pink. My mouth latches onto the spot at the base of her neck, and I bite down hard, sucking hard on her delicate skin. Her pussy clenches around me like a vice, and I make her scream my name twice more before she finally comes, twisting and writhing against the tiles as I hold her up.

I’m right there. Ready to follow her over the edge.

But even knowing this isn’t the last time between us, that there will be hundreds more times, I always hate to let it end. I never want to stop being inside her.