Draw (Gentry Boys #1)(40)



With sudden brusqueness he spread my legs wide. And when I felt his broad thumbs opening me up, I cried out a little from the insanity of it. He wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer. But he wanted to hear something from me first.

“Be sure, Saylor, be sure. Because you know this?” He fingered me more deeply, searching for and finding the place which controlled me. “I know how to own the hell out of it.”

His words were doing as much to push me to the brink as his hands were. “I’m sure! God, I need you, Cord, please!” I didn’t care if Chase and Creed heard me begging. Even if they were standing right there in the room I wouldn’t have had the will to stop this.

“Shit, girl, you’ve made me crazy,” he swore and then rammed himself inside of me.

Cord was done holding back. There was so much to him that for a split second I felt a slight pain as my body stretched to take him all in. I pulled my knees back, widening my legs as far as they would go while Cord withdrew a little and then pushed the whole of his powerful body in without mercy.

I didn’t want mercy though. I urged him to go harder, not caring about the noise I was making or that we weren’t using any protection. There wouldn’t be any barriers between us, not this time, maybe not ever. There were no rules here, nothing but the frenzied pounding he gave me. This was a wild abandon I had never known and I closed my eyes to it, raising my hands above my head and then gasping when he gripped my wrists hard on either side and used that leverage to increase his rhythm.

“Cord,” I moaned, “I’m close. I’m so close.”

He nipped at my neck. “I know you’re close, baby. Aw, f*ck. Never felt nothing so wet as you or so f*cking incredible.”

I channeled the whole of my concentration into the rising wave. I knew even before it hit me that it wasn’t going to be some quick burst which lasted a few seconds and then disappeared. No, Cord was bringing me somewhere which consumed and shattered.

He didn’t let up as I shook underneath him, every ounce of my focus directed toward that inner chaotic ecstasy. I moaned and shouted, calling out foul things I’d never uttered before. He kept at me, pumping deep and hard, waiting until I’d gone over the crest before he lost himself in his own conclusion.

I pulled his large hands over my breasts and he kneaded the flesh as he filled me. It was hot, his seed. There was so much of it; I could feel it beginning to leak out even before he’d finished pushing it into my depths. It drove me wild to think about the living essence of him mingling with parts of my body I had never seen or touched. I wrapped my legs around him tighter, trying to force as much of him in there as possible. Cord moaned, spent.

“Say,” he panted, finally rolling off. “Fuck, that was good.”

I took his hand and pressed it to my lips as Cord opened an eye and grinned at me.

“Real thing proved way better than my hand,” he said mildly.

I slapped at him. “Does that mean you’ve jerked off with me in mind?”

Cord propped himself up on an elbow and ran a casual finger over my hip. “Yup. More than once.”

“Me too,” I admitted.

He was interested. “Show me.”

I kissed him lightly along his jawline. “I will. Remember, you promised it wouldn’t be just once.”

Cord seized me, pulling my body atop his. “It won’t be once,” he said, reaching down and massaging between my legs as the muscles there continued to tremble with delicious ecstasy. “It won’t be twice. It won’t ten goddamn times. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you, beautiful girl.”

I ran my tongue over his lips. “So you just want me for my body?”

Cord shrugged. “I want you because I want you. I mean really, I could snap my fingers and take my pick of fleeting f*cks.” I couldn’t stop my face from falling and he grew instantly serious. He pushed my hair back from my face and tipped my chin up. “I didn’t mean that the way it came out, Saylor. You’re not just a way to pass the time. You’re the first girl I’ve wanted to wake up with, to hold in my arms afterwards instead of hurdling out of bed to get to the next episode. I meant what I said before I pushed into you and I don’t say shit like that.” He held me more tightly. “And as a rule I don’t feel shit like that either.” His kiss was so gentle. I let him wrap me in his arms as our mouths played with one another.

All of a sudden Cord broke off and stared at me critically. “I don’t know what it is about you. Maybe it started with things that happened a long time ago. Maybe it’s because you always seem to have an answer for me or because you’re the first decent thing I’ve ever touched. But believe it, Saylor… you matter to me in a way no other female ever has.”

I love you, Cord.

I couldn’t say it out loud. I only listened to the words in my head and settled on his chest as he covered us with the same quilt he’d lent me weeks earlier. I dozed off to the feel of his hand sifting through my hair.

And when he was ready again, he let me know it.





CHAPTER FOURTEEN


CORD



She was f*cking exquisite. My morning wood jumped up a notch when I gently uncovered her naked body. Her long brown hair fell across her sweet face as she sighed lightly in her sleep. The softness of her pale skin called to me as I remembered the taste of it.

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