Ride (Alpha Male Romance): In Between the Covers (Carolina Bad Boys #3) (11 page)

I had to clench down before I came on the spot.

Using my jeans to pull me in and out of her mouth and throat while I held the back of her head, Ave sucked me in long, smooth, never ending motions. Her tongue stroked me. Her lips spread around me. Her wet saliva dripped off my cock each time she let me pop from her mouth with loud suction before driving me back into her throat.

She didn’t swallow me all the way but it was damn near close, and I got damn near close to blowing my wad real fast.

I shifted my hips back with a loud groan. “Coming. Do that again and I’m coming.”

“
Yessss
,” she hissed, and then she swallowed me as deeply as she could. Her fingertips dug into the muscles on my lower groin.

That move sparked an orgasm so fast, it flashed in bright white heat and scalding release that spurted into her mouth.

Ave pulled back once I started to unload, enough for me to finish in her mouth instead of her throat. My legs quaked. I lost my voice because of all my shouting. After I circled my cock with my hand and jerked a last rope of come onto her tongue, Ave opened her mouth.

My heavy load was right there, white and thick. She swallowed with a hungry moan.

I lifted her in my arms, kissing her wildly as I made my way to the couch. When I sat her on it, I made sure her legs dangled off the edge. Spreading her thighs wider with my shoulders between them, I moved first to drag down the cups of her bra just far enough to release her nipples.

I suckled them long and hard, drawing them away from her gorgeous breasts with each pull.

Ave reached behind to unclasp the sheer red bra.

“Don’t,” I ordered. “Leave it on.” I was in charge now.

She hissed and moaned and arched into my mouth.

I left her breasts and nipples, glistening pink and deep strawberry red. I trailed my tongue down her tummy, around her delicate hipbones, and along the area where her thighs met the sides of her mesh panties. If they’d been wet before, they were drenched now.

Sealing my mouth over her cunt, I pushed my tongue and the panties into her slit. I snarled with the gusset sucked into my mouth, my tongue slipping beneath to run along the hot curves of her pink lips.

Ave grew louder when my thumbs rubbed either side of her clit, dragging the material against the tiny peak. I looked up to see her circling her nipples with her fingers, her head thrown back, her mouth fallen open.

I pulled the panties aside, and buried my tongue and one finger inside her. She immediately clamped down, bowed even further back, and grasped my hair to keep me tight against her.

Like I was going anywhere else.

After her first climax, I slowly built her back to the breaking point before standing up. I left her on the edge of release, and she swore at me. Harsh breaths made my chest pump. My cock was as hard as before if not harder, because now we were gonna get down to business.

And I was gonna give Ave exactly what she’d asked for.

A long, hard, rough fuck right here in the living room in the middle of the afternoon.

I hauled her to her feet, propelled her to the side of the sofa, and then bent her over the arm of it. I made sure her hands were braced, her legs spread, her ass raised.

Kissing my way up her back and to her neck, I spoke in a gravelly voice, “You still okay with this?”

She turned her head to meet my lips. The kiss she gave me was demanding and ferocious. “Fuck me, Jase.”

So that answered that.

Like I said, I’d always give my girl what she wanted. And give it to her I did, hot, hard, and fast after I dragged my condom-covered cock through her slick folds then thrust all the way inside in one go.

From then I fucked Ave with a series of full throttle lunges, all the way in to my ball sac and all the way out. I held off just a second with the head of my cock inside her stretched opening before withdrawing completely.

I waited a beat each time, listening to her moan and watching her wiggle her ass back at me for more. Then I powered back inside the tight slick glove, feeding her my thick, long inches until I stuffed her cunt full of rock hard throbbing cock.

Yeah, I fucked Ave like a madman.

“Is this what you wanted?” I demanded.

“YES!”

“Love it when you scream. Next time make sure it’s my name.”

Grabbing her hair, I pulled her head back. Her body formed the perfect arch—her ass raised high, legs spread to receive my pounding, the long line of her spine curved tight.

“JASE!” Ave howled.

She stood on her tiptoes and convulsed around me. Her body stretched even further than before.

I long-pumped my hips so my cock grinded up inside her a few more times before the last short hard thrusts heralded the rising come from my balls. I buried my cock deep, and come blasted out of me.

She screamed again, my orgasm triggering hers.

We collapsed onto the sofa. I crawled up behind Ave, shifted her forward a bit, and lay behind her. Sweaty and satisfied, we clung to each other.

I pulled the throw blanket from the back, covered us with it, and within minutes I heard Ave give a soft snore.

I loved that about her, too. Another goddamn adorable thing she did that she wasn’t aware of.

We dozed for an hour or so. When I woke, Ave was softly brushing her fingers along the designs of my tats.

“Sleepyhead.” She plucked my lips into little kisses so unlike the devouring ones from before.

“What can I say? You fucked it out of me.”

“I doubt that very much.” She looked toward the window, and the bright fall day outside. “Let’s go for a ride,” Ave suggested.

“I assume you mean on my bike since you already broke my cock.”

She scooted back until she rested between my thighs. Leaning down, she wrapped her pink lips around my dick.

Whaddya know? I wasn’t broke after all.

“You keep that up, you’re gonna get another mouthful of come.”

Ave took a long lick from my taint, over my balls, and all the way up my shaft. “I hope so.”

She gave a teasing kiss to the head of my cock where slickness welled out. She rolled her tongue around the deeply engorged head and smiled at me.

My hips lifted to follow her mouth after her first full suck down and up my pulsing meat. “Oh fuck, where did you come from, precious?”

“The dorms.” Her blue eyes glittered as she took me in again.

Epilogue

Avery

IT WAS THE BEGINNING of summer break. Jase and I had been together through the entire year and were still going strong. We’d hit our fair share of speed bumps along the way, but those arguments and problems only made our relationship stronger. Besides, makeup sex was all kinds of fun. Jase was seriously kinky sometimes.

The last time his sexy dominating side had come out to play, he’d finally convinced me to get my Class M license to drive a motorcycle. He’d claimed he couldn’t wait to show me how to handle his Harley. The thought alone made him hot. After the third lesson, he’d let me take the bike out with him on the back. We went for a long ride in the countryside.

Once we’d reached our remote destination, he didn’t waste any time showing me just how hot he thought me riding his Harley really was. Jase rode me, on his bike, from behind. He held onto the handlebars. I grabbed onto the seat beneath me. And he’d plunged into me over and over again with his long cock until his shouts mingled with my moans.

Afterward, he’d pulled me into his arms, grinning from ear to ear. I grinned, too.

When we got home later, he’d ambled after me up the townhouse steps. “You’re walkin’ a little bowlegged.”

“You pig!” I’d swirled around.

He held up his hands with a laugh. “What do you expect me to say? You rode my hog then you rode my cock on my hog.” He’d winked. “We’re gonna do it again and again.”

I’d never smiled so much, lived so hard, loved so freely than I did with Jase. And I never told anyone—except for Benny—but Jase Goddamn Bad Boy Everly was nothing but a big softie inside when it came to me.

“You ready, precious?” Jase called up the stairs.

I pulled the zipper on my bag. I tried to anyway, but it snagged on a pair of those lacy panties Jase liked so much. Of course he claimed I could wear a garbage bag and I’d still end up on my back beneath him.

We’d studied hard. We’d played harder. Jase had been true to his word. He’d been with me every step of the way as we tried to get Duncan Locke to pay for what he’d done. There was an investigation, but he got off because of the lack of evidence. I knew better now. In fact, I’d taken up volunteering in the rape crisis center. I wanted to make sure no other girl went through what I had all alone.

My formal complaint to the college met different ends. More co-eds came forward, and Duncan had been expelled. My former Resident Advisor was terminated for failing to uphold community standards. At least a little bit of justice had been served.

Jase and I had made it through the hard battles together.

He’d graduated Magna Cum Laude, as if there’d ever been any doubt. After our celebration dinner, he’d made me come louder than ever before. Jase was staying with me at A&M as I finished up my course. There wasn’t any doubt about that either.

I heard his long loping steps as he headed upstairs to see what the holdup was. He merely smiled as he watched me struggle with the zipper.

I threw a shoe at his head. He ducked and chuckled.

“I don’t know what you think is so funny. If I can’t get this damn thing zipped, I’m leaving behind the blue thong, the black shelf-bra, the—”

“Like hell you are.” My threat spurred him into action. He pulled the bag to him and worked that zipper with very careful motions until everything was perfectly packed inside, and it was closed tight.

He slung my bags over his shoulder, offering me his hand. As he towed me to my feet, he gave an extra tug. I ended up planted against him. He kissed me with a deep lunge of his tongue before prodding me out the door and down the stairs.

We had a big road trip planned, and today was the first day.

When I stepped outside, there was a big pickup truck idling at the curb, one I’d never seen before. It was dark blue, shiny, and a hell of a lot taller than me.

“What’s this?” I stopped in my tracks.

Jase flipped me the keys. “Your chariot awaits, precious. Oh, and it’s in your name.” A smile played around his so-red lips.

“Holy shit, Jase! Wait. Where’s the Harley. Tell me you did not sell the Harley.”

“Relax. Enjoy it.” Jase opened the passenger door and stowed my bags beside his behind the seat. “Remember that thing I said about investing my savings?”

“Yeah.”

He tapped his forehead. “You’re not the only one with brains. Paid off.”

“Jase, it’s too much.” I hung back on the curb.

“I’m thinking of it as another investment, because it’s for you, and you’re an investment in my future.”

“
Ah.
Romance.”

“Smartass.” He pulled me by my hand to the driver’s side and opened the door for me. “You know what I’m sayin’.”

“Yes. I believe the words are
I love you
,” I sassed back.

“
As I was saying
, I got you a little present.”

“Jase. It’s bigger than—”

“Better not say my cock. I have an ego that needs stroking, you know.”

“It’s not your ego I like to stroke as much as your—”

“Do not say it,” he growled, swooping in for a kiss. “Much as I can’t wait to do you in the flatbed, we have a long drive today and an even longer one tomorrow before we reach the ranch. I hope you’re ready to meet my folks.”

Well, I wasn’t so keen on his dad, but I’d talked to his mom a number of times, and I truly hoped during our month there, Jase and his father would be able to work through some issues.

I hopped inside the truck with a hand from Jase. He shut the door, rounded the hood, and slid in next to me.

Turning the ignition, I listened to the growling rumble of the big engine before I eased onto the road.

I could feel Jase staring at me, and I knew he’d be smiling.

“What?” I asked.

“You know, when we get married, you’re going to be called Avery Everly, right?”

I glanced at him then. He smirked, but his gaze never wavered as it delved into mine. He was serious.

My hands trembled on the steering wheel. “Jase? Are you asking me?”

“Maybe.” His one-sided smirk turned into a full-blown smile, the one that belonged to me alone, just like he did. “Would you say yes?”

“Maybe.” I broke out in a grin. “Is there a ring?”

“Woman, I already bought you a badass truck. Geesh.”

Steele,
Into Your Heart

Carolina Bad Boys #3

Coming in April 2015

He’s a badass biker dude.

She’s a sexy police officer with an attitude.

Their bad blood runs deep. But after they hook up at a wild biker week, can they keep their pact?
What happens at the rally stays at the rally.

Yeah, right.

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