Page 25 of Shadow's Surrender
She waited in anticipation as he ripped the foil packet with his teeth and deftly rolled on the sheath in one quick movement. Tugging her to him, Shadow kissed her deeply once more; then, he shoved her over to the table, turned her around, and bent her forward.
“Tits flat on the table, legs spread, ass in the air,” he directed.
Shadow’s command shivered down her body and landed at her core, and she readily obeyed him. The thought that her mother might walk in at any minute tugged at Scarlett, but the way his calloused hands electrified her made her feel daring and wanton. The only thing that mattered at that moment was having Shadow inside her. When he buried his finger between her wet folds, she jerked and cried out.
“Feels good, huh, baby,” he rasped as his thumb played with her clit while he buried two fingers inside her, as deep as they would go.
“Yeah … fuck.” Scarlett’s voice was so hoarse, she didn’t even recognize it herself.
“I fuckin’ love the way your pussy’s so damn wet and ready.” He pulled his fingers out then shoved them back in.
She squirmed against his hand and a sharp crack on her ass made her cry out.Holy shit!
“No moving, got it?” Shadow’s voice was stern and it turned her on in the worst way.
She pushed up a bit and looked over her shoulder at him. His heated gaze locked on to hers, and she watched as he leaned down and kissed her stinging butt cheek, his eyes never wavering from hers.
That is so damn sexy. And the filthy things he says turn me on so much.
Another smack on the behind. “Turn around and spread your legs wider. I want that pretty ass of yours up higher.”
If he keeps this up I’m going to orgasm. I’ve never felt this way with any man.
He withdrew his fingers and before she could react, he thrust into her.
“Oh, shit,” she cried out and gasped as she stretched her arms out and gripped the edge of the table.
Shadow let out a harsh groan, pushing into her two more times before his hands slid from their grip on her hips. Scarlett felt the weight of him against her as he leaned over and kissed her back and the nape of her neck. It was an intimate gesture she hadn’t expected.
“You feel so good, baby,” he said, his hands covered hers and their fingers entwined as he drove inside her.
“I want it harder.” She moaned.
He moved his hands away and placed one on Scarlett’s back, further flattening her against the table. She moved her hips, trying to push back to meet his thrusts. The collective sounds of pants and groans filled the room as Shadow pounded into her. The edge of the table rubbed against Scarlett’s sweet spot with every thrust, and the pressure inside of her mounted until it exploded.
“Oh, shit!” she cried out as a fierce orgasm ripped through her. Her legs shook and she feared they were going to give out.
“Fuck!” Shadow’s fingers dug painfully into her skin as he stiffened then collapsed against her. His labored pants told her that his climax was as volatile as her own.
After several minutes, he moved away and helped her up from the table; then, he drew her into his arms and kissed her tenderly. Scarlett wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her head against his chest. Content to stay like that forever, panic quickly set in when she heard the garage door open.
“My mom’s home. Shit!” Scarlett broke away from him and scrambled to throw on her clothes. When she glanced at him, an amused smile tugged at his lips. “This isn’t funny. You have to pull up your jeans and get out of here … likenow.”
Shadow shrugged and slowly raised his pants then buckled his belt. “Your hair’s all messed up. You better comb it.” He chuckled.
Panic spread across her face. “You don’t know my parents. My mom will tell my dad and … I don’t even want to go there.” She frantically searched through the drawers for a brush, and then finger-combed her hair when she couldn’t find one. “How’s that?” she asked.
“Not bad.” He pulled her to him. “Damn, you’re really stressed out about this, baby.” He kissed her gently. “Better?”
The door to the house opened. Scarlett pulled away. “Not really.”
“Scarlett? Who are you talking to?” Her mother stopped short in the doorway to the kitchen, and her eyes widened as they darted to Shadow and then back to Scarlett. “Who isthis?” she asked in a tight voice.
Shadow took a couple of steps forward. “I’m working on the indoor tennis court.”
“Oh.” A frown replaced the surprise on her mom’s face.
“He wanted a glass of water. It’s been so hot today. The men enjoyed the lemonade. How was your lunch?” Scarlett rambled on.
