Chapter 7
— Scout —
The moment my mouth hit hers, it was over. An entire evening of stolen glances, wicked promises hidden within smirks, not to mention making out in the bathroom earlier, had me nearing reckless actions. I had to have her. The sooner the better.
I broke our fevered kiss just long enough to pant hoarsely, “God I want you.”
Her entire body plastered against mine had me grinding on her, groaning when she pushed her hips forward to meet my movements.
One hand squeezing her ass halted her increasingly free movements. “That’s quickly gonna make me lose control, honey.”
“I’m almost at the point of not giving a fuck,” she purred against my mouth before initiating another punishing kiss.
I had to make the decision before I fucked her unceremoniously in the garden. That simply wouldn’t do. Since that night I’d barged into the women’s bathroom in a Portland restaurant to check on my niece and come face-to-face with Remmy, her memory had plagued me. In the months since that night, I still hadn’t fathomed what it was about her that made me want her so bad—just that she was mysterious and feisty, not to mention breathtaking.
That night, from the moment she’d barked, “What the fuck, dude?” , she’d literally stopped me in my tracks. Rendered me dumb and gobsmacked until my niece had reminded me I was in the women’s bathroom, staring at two said women poised to kick my ass if I didn’t get the hell out already.
Remmy had instinctively positioned herself to protect my niece. It was subtle. Nothing but the smallest step to the side, but enough to insert herself a little farther in front of Holly when I first barged into the bathroom. She had her glare set to fuck around and find out , then challenged me again when I didn’t get my ass out of the bathroom fast enough for her and Holly’s liking. Since then, I’d been tight-chested just thinking about the stunning, mysterious red-lipped woman in the killer heels and fitted black dress. The way she’d been sexy as sin, lifting her chin in defiance when I couldn’t stop myself from staring.
And you know what? I fucking loved it. Loved the way she stood up to me. Her fierce standoff made me all shades of hot under the collar. From that night on, she’d plagued my thoughts. Tempted my dreams. Toyed and twisted my fantasies in such a way that she’d ended up seeming nothing more than a figment of my warped imagination.
And now? Now her breathy exhales skittered across my neck as she kissed a path toward my collar, driving my hunger for her higher with each graze of her lips.
Before I closed my eyes and completely gave myself to her, my fist wrapped through her hair.
“Enough,” came my gritty command. She’d pushed me too close to the end of my tether.
Remmy untangled my hand from her hair, then linked our fingers. I tugged her from the garden and hastened along the path toward the row of standalone cabins, towing her behind me.
“Which one?” I whispered.
“Second from left,” she replied, her high heels clicking fast against the pavers.
She laughed when I hauled her up the porch steps and pinned her against the log exterior with my hand splayed wide against her upper chest.
“Keys,” I demanded.
After handing them over, she waited while I unlocked. With a shove that sent the door swinging inward, I hauled Remmy into her room with my hand wrapped around her throat. Not that she needed any forcing. She shoved me toward the bed. And I went, goddamn I went, despite tripping on my boots as I kicked them off mid-step.
Our laughter danced through the shadows, then sobered when Remmy clicked on the bedside light.
She turned her expectant green eyes on me. “Strip.”
Another spark of my hunger lit deep in my belly, yet I held back from touching her. Once I touched her again, there would be no stopping.
I chuckled and rolled my tongue across my lower lip. “Funny, ’coz I was about to say the same thing to you, honey. Strip. And do it slow.”
My entire body ached to touch her. To taste and devour. The wicked glint in her eyes made me completely feral. I barely managed to stay rooted to the spot, just out of arm’s reach.
“One for one? A piece of my clothing for a piece of yours?” she suggested.
I ran my eyes down her body, surmising that she would be naked before I was. Grunting at the prospect, I agreed with a curt nod. “You first.”
With a snicker, Remmy reached under her dress and wiggled her hips. When a pair of nude-colored underwear dropped to her feet, she looked me in the eyes, smirked, and kicked them aside with one high-heeled foot.
“That’s cheating,” I growled, reaching for her.
She playfully batted my hand away. “Nah-ah. Those were the rules. Now it’s your turn.” She added a sassy click of her fingers that had me growling.
Two could play at this game. I removed the sling from around my neck and dropped it to the floor with a smirk. “Done.”
I expected a snappy retort, or at least a glare, but the smirk I was becoming accustomed to graced Remmy’s lips again. Her green eyes, now darkened in the soft light cast from the lamp, ran over my torso one last time before locking on mine.
Holding my gaze, she reached behind her back, then took off her bra without so much as a flashed nipple. “Check, and mate.”
“That’s witchcraft!” I spat through a bubbling laugh.
She visibly fought against a smile. “You wanted to play games, Ace,” she said, erasing the three steps between us with a seductive sway of her hips.
Without another word, she worked the buttons of my shirt undone, then shoved the material over my shoulders. I held her gaze as I shucked out of the shirt and let it fall to the floor behind me.
“Now take off your pants—show me what I’m playing with tonight,” Remmy demanded, nipples pebbling as she rubbed her thighs together.
“Goddammit,” I growled, one sentence closer to losing my shit. I’d never removed my belt or kicked out of my pants so fast.
Standing with my cock aching and straining in my briefs, I steeled my jaw. “Remove another layer.”
Remmy bent to remove her shoes.
“Not those. They’re staying. Take off your fucking dress, Remmy.”
She did a little shimmy but didn’t lift it more than an inch.
“Now,” I demanded, giving my aching cock a squeeze.
A sinful smile touched the corner of her mouth. “And if I don’t?”
Having had enough of fooling around, I prowled closer. My fingers bit into her waist as I walked her backward. When her legs hit the edge of the bed, I roughly yanked up the bottom of her tight dress over her hips, swiftly turned her in place, and pushed her chest to the mattress.
A growl of heady possession left my chest as I looked down at her raised ass, so smooth and round, ripe for the goddamn picking.
“Sweet Jesus, fuck me to tears,” I groaned, grinding my cock against her through my briefs.
Lust-laden laughter rose from the bed. “That’s the plan, Ace. But you won’t be fucking me yet.”
Keeping my grip on her rolled-up dress with one hand, I smoothed my other over her ass, then dipped between her thighs. My dick gave a needy pulse as I slid two fingers through her slick arousal.
“Fuck, you’re wet,” I whispered hoarsely.
“Finger fuck me,” she demanded over her shoulder, arching her back and shamelessly widening her knees.
The instant I slid two fingers into her tight heat, she circled her hips and ground against my hand. I palmed my cock again, wanting nothing more than to pull it and get myself off while getting her off.
A long moan worked its way free from Remmy’s throat. One that had my toes curling in my socks and hand slapping back onto her ass.
“This one is going to be hard and fast,” she panted, reaching beneath her.
I snorted a small laugh. That’s what the guy usually says, but when her fingers bumped against mine as she started rubbing her clit, her insides pulsed. She wasn’t lying. She rocked harder against my fingers, using them for exactly what she needed while working herself past the point of no return.
After a gasp and a moan that made my cock impossibly harder, Remmy’s entire body shook as she came on my fingers.
As soon as her body turned languid, I rolled her onto her back and kicked off my briefs and socks. “You weren’t kidding about hard and fast, eh?” I drawled.
A sated smile pulled her mouth wide, gracing me with her perfect teeth. “I’m still horny as fuck,” she purred, pushing up onto her elbows.
“Good, because I’m nowhere near finished with you yet.” I gave my cock a hard tug as if to emphasize the promise.
Remmy gasped, and her jaw fell. “No fucking way.”
I smirked, cocky and lapping up her attention, knowing exactly why she looked at my dick like that. “Yeah way, babe.”
“Give it to me,” she demanded, sitting up on the edge of the bed and batting my hand away. “Oh wow,” came her breathy response as she ran her hand up and down my shaft. “I’ve never seen a dick piercing in real life. I’ve got my nipples done but this is way hotter.”
My mouth dried. “Show me.” I needed to see them right fucking now.
With a laugh, Remmy lifted her dress over her head and extended her arm. The material could have opened up a time travel vortex and I wouldn’t have noticed—my hungry gaze locked onto her tits. Both nipples were pierced with rings.
I weighed them both in my hands. “Oh I’m definitely fucking these tonight.”
She ran the pad of her thumb over the end of my cock, then gently over one end of the curved barbell adorning the head. “And I’m definitely sucking this tonight.”
The sensation made me hiss through my teeth. Aside from the healing period, I’d never once regretted the piercing, especially when a woman’s mouth was wrapped around my cock.
“Do it,” I demanded.
Bedroom eyes met mine from under her lashes. “Since you asked so nicely…” After a smirk, she ran the length of her flattened tongue over my tip.
I hissed through my teeth again as my head tipped back. Lightning filtered through my veins as she worked unholy magic with her tongue. Around and around, paired with broad strokes before taking me wholly into her mouth was my undoing.
“That’s it. Holy shit,” I groaned as she took me deep.
I took her head in both hands, controlling her pace and thrusting in and out of her mouth until I teetered on the edge of blowing my load. At that point, I pulled away without warning, leaving Remmy’s needy mouth hanging open.
“Lie back,” I growled, only to be shoved in the chest as she stood.
“No. You lie down. I’m going to ride you like you’ve never been ridden before,” she purred.
“Sounds like one helluva rodeo, honey.” I grinned and let her manhandle me backward onto the bed.
“It helps that we both want a good fucking. I don’t know about you, but it’s been far too long for me.” She huffed dramatically.
“I find it hard to believe that it’s been a while for you.” I studied her while she rummaged through her handbag, eventually pulling out a foil packet.
She sauntered to the side of the bed, then leaned seductively over me, tits brushing my chest. “And I find it hard to believe that it’s been a while for you too.”
I smirked and pulled her to me. “Then we’re both liars then, aren’t we?”
As soon as our lips met, the embers we’d been dancing across since the slow removal of our clothes combusted. Remmy straddled my hips, grinding herself along my cock in smooth, slick movements. She moaned into my mouth when my fingers bit into her ass. I pulled her to me harder as our kisses grew impatient and wild.
“I want to come while riding you,” she breathed against my mouth.
I snickered. Who was I to deny her? “Get on it, babe.”
Pushing up on her arms had her breasts brushing my chest again. I exhaled a panted breath, closing my eyes while fighting for control.
With a low, breathy moan, Remmy ground herself against me one last time before sitting back and rolling on the rubber. The moment she worked her way down my shaft, I gripped her thighs and thrust upward.
Her gasp filled the cabin before our breathy murmurs took over.
Head thrown back, long black hair swaying, and tits bouncing with each jolt of our bodies connecting, Remmy dug her nails into my lower abdomen as she took what she wanted while giving me everything.
I filled my hands with her tits, weighing and kneading them as she rode me. She arched into my touch and gave me a fucking gorgeous smile when I gently tugged her nipple piercings.
“Keep doing that,” she murmured.
Creamy arousal pooled around the base of my cock, making me grunt and thrust up harder. The warm vise around my shaft began to tighten, and as soon as she reached between us to rub her clit, I knew we were both recklessly chasing the end game high.
Thrusting up when she bounced down, we settled into a hard, wild rhythm that would break a cock if she accidentally dismounted. And Christ, I barely held on when she started to pulse around me.
“Oh fuck,” I hissed. “That’s it, babe.”
She rubbed her clit faster while I gritted my teeth so hard my jaw ached, until I couldn’t hold on for a moment longer. I blew my load hard while thrusting upward. Bodies slamming together, a guttural cry tore from Remmy’s open mouth as she bore down and squeezed around my dick. Watching her milk me while she rode through each wave of pleasure was a goddamn vision.
Her circling hips slowed, then stopped completely when I dropped my hands to her thighs. The room filled with our breathless panting as we fought to catch our breath. Stone cold sober, Remmy had still fucked me like she was drunk, careless, and wild. And my god, I wanted to do it again.
“Now that…” she panted, “…was so good.”
I smoothed my hands up and down her silky thighs as my dick twitched inside her. “Christ your tits look good,” I drawled, unable to stop staring at them. So full and weighty, sitting perky on her chest. “They’d be great to fuck.”
She climbed off my hips with a laugh. “I’ve been told they are. And just for the record, cock piercings definitely live up to their reputation.”
“Yeah?” I rose from the bed and followed her to the bathroom.
“Oh yeah. When it hit that spot… Mmm!” she hummed, then gave a chef’s kiss gesture. “Per-fucking-fection. I bet it’s even better bare.”
I snickered. “Always is.”
She scoffed and handed me a wad of toilet paper after I threw away the condom.
My eyes lifted to meet hers. “What’s the scoff for?”
“Nothing. You’re incredibly cocky but humble at the same time. How does that work?”
“That’s not nothing, Remmy,” I drawled. “But to answer your question, I don’t know. It just does.” I flashed her a wide grin that made her laugh. “It’s like me asking you to explain how you’re sexy and dominating but sweet as hell.”
Eyes holding mine, she laughed and pressed a hand to my chest. “Trust me, Ace, there’s more hell than sweet.” With a double pat between my pecs, Remmy sauntered to the bedroom, flicked back the blankets, then circled the bed to climb into the far side of it.
With a smirk, she issued her next command. “Get in.”
Well damn.
Seemed like the party was only just beginning.