Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 81272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Rush and Cam did this stupid slap hands, half-hug thing, and then Camden glanced at me. “Have fun, Short Stuff.” Ugh. I hated it when he called me that, so I flipped him off. He laughed.
Rush shrugged, grabbed my hand, and tugged me out. I didn’t have my car with me, and he drove in to Fever Falls from his place, which was about fifteen minutes out in the sticks. “My place is closer,” I told him.
“I’m not in a hurry,” he replied as we drove out to his four-bedroom ranch-style home on who the fuck knew how many acres, with its own track and a guesthouse.
The second we were inside, we became all hands and mouths. He stripped me out of my clothes as we made our way to his bedroom, and before I knew it, we were in bed, slick with sweat, hands clasped together as Rush rode me hard from behind.
“Fuck…I love the way you scream when I’m inside you,” he said in his hot, throaty, sex voice, which stupidly did weird things to my insides.
And made me come like a fucking geyser all over his bed. Goddamned Rush and that sex voice. Especially when he told me how good I was or what I did to him.
“Let me come on you,” he said as he slammed into me. It was something he always asked, but I never let him. I had no fucking idea why he wanted to jizz on me so badly, but he did.
“I’m not a dog. You don’t get to mark me.”
He just laughed in my ear and rutted, making my world spin. Christ, he knew how to work his cock.
“Please?”
“No.” I clenched my asshole, pushing back against him.
“Oh fuck, that’s good. You are so goddamned good. No one takes my cock like you do.”
“See, sugar, isn’t this better?” I asked, fucking myself on him.
“Don’t call me sugar. It’s what you call all your tricks.” When his teeth bit into my neck, I cried out again, my vision going blurry, pleasure shooting through me. He would leave a mark there, I knew he would, and damned if I complained. It was different from shooting all over my back, ass, or face, though I couldn’t say why.
Rush thrust into me again, wrapped his arms around me, and squeezed as he came into the condom. He pulled out, tossed the rubber, and then tugged me into his arms. I didn’t argue. He was a cuddler, and even though I wasn’t, I always settled into Rush’s arms.
We lay like that for a while, breathing, holding each other. “I should…I should go…” He opened his arms, and I crawled out. Once I was on my feet, I said, “We can’t do this anymore.”
“Because of Beau?”
“What? No. Why would it have anything to do with Beau? I just… I don’t usually sleep with anyone more than twice, and it’s rare I have a repeat at all. We’ve fucked a whole lot more than that. I don’t want to screw up our friendship.”
Rush bent his arms, his hands behind his head. He lay on his back, watching me like it was the most relaxing moment in the world. “It’ll only screw up our friendship if we let it. And I like fucking you.”
“What if I wanted to fuck you?” I asked, hoping to throw him off his game. I wasn’t much of a top, though I did do it once in a while. It just wasn’t how I preferred my pleasure. I wasn’t sure about Rush, but I didn’t think he bottomed.
He shrugged. “Then I’d bend over or spread my legs for you.” I blanched, and he laughed. “Didn’t expect that answer?”
I sighed, then sat on the edge of the bed. Rush sat up and wrapped his legs around me from behind. “What is it, Red?”
I didn’t know why he called me that. I was blond as blond could be. Every time I asked him, he never gave me a real answer. He only did it when it was the two of us, anyway, so it wasn’t like I had to explain it to anyone else.
“We really have to stop sleeping with each other. I…” I didn’t want to hurt him. I didn’t want to lose him either, which was weird. The only person in my world I used to worry about losing was Beau. It wasn’t that I didn’t care about other people. Sawyer and Camden meant the world to me. I cherished their friendship, but it just felt…different.
“What is it?” Rush asked again, his voice soft.
“I don’t do this… I don’t fuck people over and over again. And we’re friends. I don’t… I don’t want to lose you. That’s not easy for me to say.” I didn’t believe he truly had feelings for me like Beau thought, but I didn’t want to risk things changing. I’d never had people in my life like I did now, like my Saturgay crew, and the last thing I wanted was to lose them.