Stand and Defend (Lakes Hockey, #4)

by Sloane St. James

She pulls the book away for a moment to watch me, and her blush fades as she’s lost in the moment, her hips rise to meet me. “Fuck,” she whimpers. Her voice is breathy and sexy as hell. “How’s the pain?” “Better.” Nothing feels greater than taking some of her hurt. “Good. Keep going.” She continues the story, and I slide my hands under her calves to bring them to my shoulders. Rising to my knees, I wrap an arm around her legs and raise her up with me, thrusting deeper. Her sentences are flustered and punctuated with moans, cries, and the occasional swear word. “Cam, there’s no way I can keep going with you down there. I can’t focus.” “Try. You want to come don’t you?” “Yes.” I turn my head to kiss the inside of her knee. “Then I guess you better keep reading.” My thumb returns to her clit, and her thighs shake. “You’re being so good for me.” I freestyle that part. I grip her legs, holding her tight as I thrust in and out. Each time I push back inside, it’s harder than the thrust before. She’s so tight, right on the brink of falling apart.