by Rie Warren
I didn’t stop, not even when she screamed, “Oh my God. Fuck, Boomer!”
My mouth covered with her slickness, I drew her juices down to her other opening and pulled out my pumping fingers. Grunting and groaning, I kissed and licked, feeling her expand against my tongue.
“Oh, please. I can’t wait anymore.” She shoved her fingers into my hair.
Rising in front of her, I held onto her thighs. With one mighty lunge, I hilted my cock into her pussy. Her body convulsed, and I thrust deep a few more times before withdrawing.
Spreading plenty of lube all over my bone-hard shaft, I drizzled more down into her ass.
I knocked the thick, greased-up cockhead against her. “You sure?”
“Fuck me already.” She nearly growled at me, her eyelids half-mast, her pouty lips parted.
After spreading her legs up and open, I slowly speared her. A loud grunt heaved from my chest when the broad tip of my cock breached her tiniest entrance.
“Ahh!” she shouted.
With Rayce’s head thrown back, I couldn’t see her expression. Reaching up, I gently tilted down her chin. I halted just inside her, the tight ring of muscle clamped around my ridge.
Almost buckling her in half, I dropped a kiss to her mouth. “Too much?”
“Just go slow.” She blinked up at me, capturing my bottom lip between her teeth for a brief moment.
I went at an unhurried pace by sheer force of will, slowly burying the thick root. Inch by inch, my length disappeared into her snug tunnel.
I kept glancing at Rayce, stopping whenever she made any little noise, when she panted too hard. But when I came to rest all the way inside her, I gripped the tops of her thighs and swore in aching pleasure at being so deeply embedded in her ass.
She wiggled experimentally. “Oh, fuck. Oh, God, Boomer. That’s a lot.”
“All the way in, Rayce.” My voice sounded dirty and raw.
I struggled to remain still, pausing with my shoulders bunched, the muscles in my arms and chest pumped, my thighs like boulders of rock. Within minutes she relaxed, accommodating my girth, my length. My rod felt even bigger inside of her, heavier than usual. After slowly easing out, I entered with a long stroke. Over and over until sweat broke out on my body.
Rayce touched me wherever she could reach, lifting her ass to meet me, opening herself even wider.
“Yes! Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned out.
“So perfect, princess. So perfect everywhere.” Rolling slightly forward over her, I penetrated deeper.
Her breath hitched.
Gazing into her eyes, I felt everything at once: joy, peace, lust . . . total possession. “Love you so much.”
“You’re the only one.” She clung to my arms and shoulders, kissing all over my neck.
Her arms stretched above her, and, braced against the headboard, she slammed back at me with every thrust. With her legs tucked to her tits, I took everything she gave me, the tension tight, growing combustible, never-ending.
Our pace increased and so did the noises—my groans and grunts, her soft cries and loud keening. When an orgasm grabbed hold of Rayce, animal-like pleasure churned a hot tide inside of me. My entire body flushed with heat as she howled my name.
The fire intensified. My cock throbbed-throbbed-throbbed before the long blasts of come poured out of me. I grinded into her, unloading, unleashing, roaring. Unceasing. The wetness of my come inside her ass, surrounding my cock, was indescribably mind-blowing.
I kept firing off, filling her, fucking her.
My face fell to her neck, and I sucked her flesh between my lips, savoring the taste of her skin as one last burst pulsed out of me.
Her entire body bowed up when I punched onto my fists and pulled out. Both of us watched my white-streaked shaft emerge.
“Jesus. That is hot as hell.” Rayce fell back, her body arched, her hips rotated.
I couldn’t even talk. I pushed back into her, my shaft still unyielding. I fucked her with my greasy, come-covered cock until one more gentle orgasm rippled through her.
Completely fucking spent, I gently removed my cock one last time. Rayce gurgled something I couldn’t make out. I smiled and wiped the damp hair from her brow. She rolled toward me, lazily licking and kissing my lips, nuzzling her nose against mine. The small metallic bite of her nose ring returned me slowly back to earth from the high release of pouring everything into her from my body, to my soul, to my heart.
After a few minutes of catching my hard-charging breath while we lay curled together, I climbed out of bed.
“Where you going?”
“Wash cloth. Think I should clean us up.”
She gave a loud whistle as I walked away.
When I returned, she’d propped herself up and was watching my come leak out of her.
“Is it just me or did you completely fill me up? I swear that’s more than usual.”
There was something so insanely sexy about watching my white cream slipping out between the round cheeks of her ass. Not only that, but her watching and talking about.
I looked away with a groan because my cock was getting very interested ideas about having another go at her. “Don’t get me started again. I don’t think fucking your ass twice in one night is a good idea.”
She giggled and rolled onto her belly. “Yes, sir. Whatever you say, sir.”
I spanked her lightly on the ass, and she tossed a pillow back at my head.
After a quick cleanup with the warm wet washcloth, I cuddled her against me.
She smiled at me. “Sexy. Perfect with kids. Hot as fuck. Tats and piercings.” She glanced at me slyly before kissing my shoulder, and just above where my heart beat, and then, lifting my hand, she laid her lips against my wedding band. “Perfect for me.”
Running my fingers through her hair, I brought her mouth to mine. “And what else?”
Kissing me softly, Rayce whispered, “All mine.”
“Always.”
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Acknowledgments
BAM! Boomer finally got his, y’all. Who’s happy about that? Okay, so I have a ton of thanks to give, but first—questions! Don’t start pulling out your hair wondering what comes next. Leave that to me. Rogaine for Women. It’s still a thing. I might need to get some.
Here’s how it’s going down: Handsome obviously has a Carolina Bad Boys book coming up. Tail too. Aside from those two there might be more. The guys will let me know. I already have a cover for Handsome—fret not, it is happening. I may do a little something-something before him, though. Don’t worry. You will totally thank me for it. This thing is still in the CBBs/Retribution universe. Trust me to give you one really sexy-hot spring? Sign up for my newsletter to make sure you’re in the know.
> Oh gosh, the thanks. So, so many! Gillian Littlehale of Gilly Wright’s Red Pen, my editor . . . I simper at her feet. You all have no idea how many times I email her or how many versions of every single book we torture ourselves over. Jada D’Lee who makes the slurpy covers for this series—the woman is a delicious genius. I bow down to Joelle Mendes, my PA. She’s all like I got this, and I’m like Thank you, thank you, thank you! Big fist bumps to April Gasaway and Lisa Pinney, my beautiful prereaders on this and many other books. They never lead me astray.
Now then. Facebookers. Bloggers. My blog tour companies. Reviewers. My street team and fan page. You own me. Completely. Thank you from the bottom of my naughty little heart for spreading the word, talking about my books, emailing me, reading, reviewing, and being real. Huge love to Missy and Beth for the sexy-sillies and advice. Cheers to the FB women who always talk to me when I ask for song-muses, name ideas, bikes, and of course, fashion for the feisty women. I love your ideas! Haley Hughes, Rayce wore your dress idea for JB’s wedding, and the shoes came from Andrea Howery Martinez. Thanks ladies!
Unending thanks to all who have supported me by joining in this hot, wild ride. I feel blessed.
About Rie
Rie is the badass, sassafras author of Sugar Daddy and the Don’t Tell series—a breakthrough trilogy that crossed traditional publishing boundaries beginning with In His Command. Her latest endeavors include the Carolina Bad Boys, a fun, hot, and southern-sexy series.
A Yankee transplant who has traveled the world, Rie started out a writer—causing her college professor to blush over her erotic poetry without one ounce of shame. Not much has changed. She swapped pen for paintbrushes and followed her other love during her twenties. From art school to marriage to children and many a wild and wonderful journey in between, Rie has come home to her calling. Her work has been called edgy, daring, and some of the sexiest smut around.
You can connect with Rie via the social media hangouts listed on her website http://www.riewarren.com.
Table of Contents
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Author Note
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
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