Nash: A Rough Romance by Piper Stone (book series for 12 year olds txt) 📕

I felt close to him, as if we were as one. Then why did a moment of sadness threaten to take away the sheer joy? I was forced to push aside tears as they threatened to form, giving away my vulnerability.

The glisten on his skin shimmered in the light of the fire, and the way his breath caught was driving me to the point of madness. Then the kind of evil smile I’d seen him issue the first day I’d met him slid across his face once again.

He forced my back onto the floor, hovering over me and yanking my legs over his shoulders. “My bad girl really thinks she can control me. I guess you need to learn that will never be the case.”

As he bent over, pushing my legs to an entirely different angle, his action lifting my bottom off the floor, I was shocked that I nearly burst into an orgasm immediately. As he started to pound into me, I slammed my palms against his chest, taking gasping breaths.

“Mmm… Now, maybe you understand,” he said.

Damn, his voice was so husky it made me swoon. I dug my nails into the skin of his chest as he pulled almost all the way out then thrust into me again.

And again.

The cowboy was bringing me to an entirely different plane, my entire body tingling.

“I… Yes, I…” A short laugh was the only real sound I could make as the pleasure increased. I was lost to the sound of his hard drives and our combined scattered breathing. I tossed my head back and forth and within seconds, the climax shot through me.

“That’s it. Come for me again.”

He didn’t need to command me. I was tossed into the stratosphere, opening my mouth to scream, but there was nothing but a few harsh breaths. One orgasm turned into another, battering me like waves on a beach. By the time they began to slow, I was lost in a world where fantasies come true.

Very slowly he lowered his head, pressing his lips against mine. “You are all mine, Mitch. Mine. I own every inch of you.” He teased my mouth, brushing his lips across my own then nipping my lower lip.

The moment was soft and sensuous, pushing me into such a beautiful state of being. As the crackling sounds of the fire became our music of choice, he captured my mouth, gently sliding his tongue inside. Together we danced against each other, enjoying the heat and wetness. When he started to pull away, he sucked on my tongue, allowing the tender moment to linger.

Reaper lowered my legs as he shifted back, running his fingers along my skin before kissing the inside of one knee then the other. There was such intensity remaining in his eyes.

The man wasn’t finished.

I was completely exhausted from the beautiful round of ecstasy, unable to fight him on any level. When he turned me over, yanking me onto all fours, all I could do was hang my head.

The larger than life man wasn’t having any of it, wrapping his long fingers around my head and tugging. I couldn’t stop gasping as he used his knees to push my legs apart, running the fingers of his other hand up and down the crack of my ass.

“Now, I fuck you in your ass. And maybe later, I’ll start all over again.”

There was nothing I could do but close my eyes, arching my back as he slipped his fingers inside my pussy then almost immediately shifting them to my asshole. While I braced for the hit of pain, biting my lower lip, the moment he pushed two fingers inside, I moaned from the strangeness of such amazing pleasure.

“I love how tight you are. I could fuck you all day long. Hmmm… Maybe I will.” The gruffness of his voice was matched with his increasing need. Foreplay was over. He pushed the tip of his cock to my dark entrance before sliding his hand to my hip.

His grip was firm, his growls animalistic and when he plunged the entire length of his cock inside, all I could do was smile.

I could swear the sound of his savage roar created vibrations beneath us. He held the stance for a few seconds before fucking me in earnest, the force he used pushing me against the rug. All I could do was hang on for the amazing ride.

Time was suspended, our troubles shoved into a box as he fucked me like a true barbarian, taking all that he wanted.

So dominating.

So possessive.

I was shoved into another round of bliss but when I knew he was close to coming, I squeezed until he released another roar.

“Yes. Yes!” he yelled, still drilling into me, beads of sweat trickling down onto my back.

As he erupted deep inside, I heard the sound of the howling wind, a wayward limb thumping against the little house. Another trickle of fear rushed into me, stifling my breath.

He sensed my discord, tugging my hair away from my face before easing us both onto the rug. When he cradled me against his body, I started to shiver all over again until he slipped his arm over me, his leg shifting over mine.

“You’re going to get hurt,” I said, unsure he’d even heard me. I finally allowed the tears to slip down my cheeks, almost immediately creating a wet spot on the soft carpet. “I can’t allow that to happen.”

“Trust me, Mitch, I can take care of myself. You need to listen to me. No man will ever hurt you again.” As he wiped away several of my tears, I couldn’t stop shaking.

I wanted to believe him. I needed to believe him, but I should find a way to get away from him, allowing him to live. Sadly, I wasn’t certain I had to strength or the resolve.

Because I simply needed him.

The rough cowboy.

The dangerous Marine.

The honorable man.

My hero…

Chapter 15

Reaper

Trust.

I’d tossed out the word as if she’d ever be able to trust anyone again. At least