Chapter 14
Chapter Fourteen
Hurley
We don’t quite make it all the way to my cabin.
Driving twenty miles on narrow mountain roads is much longer than you think. Especially when you’re trying to bed your wife as soon as possible.
When Shenna’s hand snakes down the front of my jeans and finds my rock-hard cock, I have to pull off on the side of the road and cut the engine.
“Get over here before you end up killing both of us while I’m driving. Now.”
Shenna unbuckles her seat belt with a wild look in her eye.
I watch her in awe, hardly believing this is happening.
Maybe this is too fast, but we’re both so worked up from what happened.
I just need to feel her. To get lost in her. Leave my mark on my wife.
Shenna climbs into my lap, and I lower the driver’s seat. She straddles me, and I cup the back of her pretty neck, dragging her down for a kiss.
Her mouth moves desperately against mine, and I’m just as desperate for her.
“Hurley. I need you right now.”
I grip the bare skin of her midsection under her shirt, wishing I could take my time.
Later. We’ll take our time later. Right now, I just need her to fuck me.
I move her over me, showing her just how to grind, how to get herself ready for me.
Her voice is strangled as I reach down and massage her pussy. “Hurley…now!”
Fabric rips. Seams tear. Her shredded panties go to the floor, and I make quick work of unbuckling and unzipping my jeans.
“Take it out, Shenna. Take it out and fucking show me what you need.”
Whimpering, she shoves down the waistband of my boxers and takes me in hand.
“That’s it,” I growl through gritted teeth. “Now take it. Take it all the way. You know what to do.”
Her parted thighs are slick as she positions herself over me, her hand guiding me to her slippery little cunt.
She’s warm and wet and so tight I think I might go blind from the intensity of it.
But then she takes me all the way in, her body tight, her chest heaving.
“Relax, love. Breathe, and it won’t hurt as much.”
“It doesn’t hurt, it’s just…different.”
Her hips rock forward, and I’m buried to the hilt. Slowly, she finds her rhythm.
“Look at you. You’re a fucking goddess. You’re my fucking queen, Shenna.”
She moans as I reach down between our bodies to thumb her clit. With my free hand, I reach up to take a handful of her hair, gentle tugging.
“Oh god!”
I drag my thumb over Shenna’s clit relentlessly while I fuck her with my cock.
Soon enough, her body seizes, tensing up around me.
The sensation is too much for me, and I explode inside of her.
“Look what you do to me, Shenna.”
“Hurley!” she cries out, her back arching as she comes with me.
I release in long pulses, and the relief is almost painful before the good endorphins hit me.
“Are you good, baby girl?”
“So good,” she breathes against my neck.
I let go of her hair and smooth it down, then help her get situated in the passenger seat once again.
“Let’s get you home.”
Shenna is quiet for most of the ride until we pass the “Welcome to Misty Mountain” sign, and she echoes me.
“Home.”