Chapter 26

At the more forceful shoving of Mrs. Goodman’s pelvis, sending little waves across the pool’s dark surface, my rod stiffened. When she noticed its resurgence, pressing her silken thighs along its rising mass, my heart stammered. Before I could do more than groan, her louder moan sent heated air over my neck. Beneath her, entrapped by her warmth, my cock surged.

“Hate you...” she whispered before sucking deep on my shoulder.

Although her face wasn’t visible under the matted blonde hair, when she’d murmured, there’d been no vehemence. Duh. As her shaking hands swept along my back, her thighs continued massaging my rising flesh.

“So much,” she added before lifting to wrap her legs around my waist.

When I reached past a clenching thigh, she again moaned into my skin. At the press of her quivering teeth, my entire body tightened. After clasping my shaft, I tilted it upwards, teasing the bulb into the heated gap between her cheeks. A much louder moan sent a blast of hot breath across my throat. That time, I caught the glimmer in her eyes.

Ruby? My chest froze. Yeah, that expression was awfully familiar.

But after a quick shake of my head, I gulped. When she raised a little higher, I took the hint and glided my swollen knob under her.

“I want you,” I murmured the obvious.

No sooner had I spoken than she drove her body downwards, seeking my tip with her silken flesh. We both gasped when my bulb found her heated, velvety hole. As she sank further, taking me into her tightness, I clasped her ribs. But only to hold her sinking frame steady.

“Jesus, fuck, Kitten.” My hands shook as she slapped hard against my pelvis, having entrapped my entire shaft. “That’s it. Mmm, holy fuck.”

At a strange sound, I shook my head. But the tiny giggle had already become a moan as her hips swirled. With her nails clawing along my back, her limbs tightened.

“Hate—”

That time I cut her off by driving my lips to hers. There was only a brief pause before her next moan flooded our mashing mouths. As my hands on her ribs lifted, her legs relaxed. No sooner had I pulled her downwards than her muscled thighs thrust. Each languid up and down motion sent waves rippling outwards to lap at the pool sides.

Nothing but the gentle splashing of the water, her soft moans and our wet kissing filled the world. To tell the truth, I’ve no idea how long we were like that. At last, she tore her lips from mine and stared into my face. Again, her eyes were shadowed. When she opened her mouth, I braced, expecting one last bullshit “hate” comment.

“Fuck me, Damon. You bastard.”

Before I could react, her lips had slammed into my throat. As her teeth sank and her suction pulled at my skin, my heartbeat hammered. Had she really just said that? Why? How? A million more questions thundered through my spinning mind. But at the forceful clamping of her pussy, I gasped for air.

So, as the dragon laughed, I did just as she wished.

And after locking my outstretched fingers to her ribs, I thrust her higher and faster, using her as I’d used Maddie in the backyard. White-tipped, foamy splashes shot out to spatter the surface as I pumped her ever faster. Not long afterwards, her first scream blasted wet bubbles and heated breath along my skin. They didn’t stop, as her insides came alive, and her twisting body writhed ever more forcefully.

When her head flew backward to unleash a warbling cry to the stars, it was my turn to drive my lips against her bared, tensing throat. At the fierce clench of her walls, I thrust as hard as possible, ramming into her canal’s spongy end. Like a trigger, the cushioned impact ignited every muscle in my body. Time to feed my...

My what?

As she again cried out into the darkness, and the thrumming flow raced along my flexing rod, my frying brain scrambled for words. But failed.