Body Checking (Men of Havoc #3)

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WE STAYED drinking and chatting with Bryn longer than either of us planned, but Maren and Bryn took such a liking to each other, I didn’t want to interrupt what seemed like a budding friendship. So we stayed and now we’re stumbling out at one a.m.

Well, Maren stumbles while I steady her.

“Are you okay, sweetheart?”

She slows and swings her body, bringing us chest to chest and face to face. “I am so okay,” she breathes as she hangs her arms around my neck.

I kiss her nose with a smile. “Let’s get you home. ”

“What? No. I want to go to your house,” she pouts.

“Baby, it is late and I have an early morning flight. I doubt you’re going to want to wake up in just a few hours to go to your place.”

“Who said we’re going to be sleeping?” She tries to waggle her brows but she just can’t quite get it.

“Okay, drunky. We’ll see. Let’s get in the truck first.” I guide us to my truck that now sits in a mostly empty parking lot, and help her into her seat.

I hustle around the back end and jump in the driver’s seat. I barely get the door closed when Maren jumps over the middle console.

“What are you doing?” I ask as she fumbles to climb over.

“I need you now, Cade. Give me the hammer.” I snort out laughter and she scrunches her face up. “I’m being serious. I don’t want to wait to get home. I want you to fuck me right here, right now.”

I study her face and I know that if she wasn’t drunk, I wouldn’t even question whether or not this is a good idea. I’d have her clothes ripped off before she could say please. But her inebriation has me wondering if it’s her or the alcohol speaking.

“I think you’re a little drunker that we thought. Maybe we should save car sex for another time. ”

She sits in my lap and shakes her head no at me. Her hands grip on to the hem of her sweater and she tugs it up and over her beautiful body, putting her tits right in my face. Like a kid at a candy store, I have no restraint. My hands immediately move to squeeze and tease them. Her nipples harden to sharp points under her bra and indulge and bury my face between them.

I inhale her sweet scent and give in to her wants, all reasoning thrown out the window.

“Does it turn you on that someone could see us?” I ask her.

With a nod she says, “Yes. I think about someone watching us, envious that I get to have you but they can’t touch.”

“Same, Sweetheart. You’re all mine. Always mine.” I pull her to me, my hand on the back of her head, and she begins to roll her hips.

The friction makes us both moan, and it only takes a second before we’re awkwardly kicking off shoes and wiggling out of jeans.

I get my pants pushed down far enough to free my aching dick. Maren has one leg out of her jeans as they hang from the other one. I push her panties aside and run my fingers through her soaked pussy lips.

“Greedy little pussy. You want it all, don’t you?”

“All of you. It hurts so good.”

I pull my fingers away and give them a good lick before plunging them deep inside of her. “I don’t even have to get you wet, sweetheart. You’re already soaked.”

“I’ve been like this most of the night. I almost pulled you into the restroom because I needed you to relieve me of this orgasm that is waiting to explode?”

“Well then, I better take care of that.” I slide my fingers out of her and bring them to my lips and lick them clean, closing my eyes and moaning as I do.

Maren rises to her knees and I grip the base of my cock, holding it for her as she swallows me, her slick tight pussy choking me.

“Fuck, Maren.” Those are the only words I manage to say before the feel of her sends me into another realm.

She hisses when I’m fully seated, but it doesn’t stop her from riding me. She rests her hands on my shoulders and stares deep into my eyes. Hers are full of lust and full of desire, and I want to be the only man to see that from her. The thought of another man having her has me primal with possession.

I flip the cups of her bra down and suck her peaked nipple into my mouth. Her tits are full and delicious and if I could, I’d squeeze them both in my fucking mouth, suffocation be damned .

“Jesus, Cade. The way your piercing hits just the right…spot,” she mewls and begins to move harder and faster.

I abandon her tits and grip her ass. I help her move knowing just where to hit to send her flying. I yank her panties further to one side and they stretch, no doubt pinching her creamy skin. I dig my fingers into her flesh and feel my dick throb at the way her ass bounces as she moves faster in my lap.

The smell of our sex permeates and I wonder how I can trap it so I can breathe us in every time I step foot in here.

“Oh god, yes,” she moans and I grip tight to her waist and use all my strength –mentally and physically– to hold her and stop her from continuing. “What–why, what’s wrong? Why did you stop?”I don’t answer her with words but instead, slowly guide her down on my dick a inch or two, then pull her back up so that she hovers just above the tip. Her jaw hangs wide and she wiggles and tries to force herself down, but I have an iron grip on her.

I keep up the tease –on and off, up and down– and see how her body is reacting to this little lesson in edging. She’s throbbing in pain from the cadence I’m keeping, giving and taking, but I know it’s going to bring her to an orgasm like she’s never experienced .

Her hips buck and her breathing begins to sound like someone who is on the last leg of a marathon. It burns but also feels so good, and the finish line is so close she can taste it.

“Cade. Please. No mor–Fuck!” I drop her down, her pussy fully engulfing me, and the response I get is better than I could have hoped for.

She cries out, her eyes squeezed shut and her body tense, and neither of us move as she rides out her orgasm. The edging did its job because once she took all of me in, that was all it took to have her body firing off.

Maren sits perfectly still and quiet and I wait for her to fall from the intense grip this has on her. A gush of air is expelled from her mouth, and her body sags against mine. Her eyes flutter open and she blinks, trying to focus back to reality.

“What was that?” she asks, out of breath and totally spent.

“You like that, sweetheart?” I kiss her lips gently and she nods her head.

“Yes. But I also kind of hated it. But holy shit, I’ve never experienced anything like that before.”

“That’s exactly what I was wanting.” She smiles and begins to roll her hips again .

Apparently my girl isn’t quite done and apparently, neither am I. My dick is still hard as granite and the only solution is more of Maren.

I thrust and thrust, my teeth grinding practically down to dust, and she fucks me harder. Maren leans into me and flicks my earlobe with her tongue then bites down, doing to me what I just did to her.

Her head is buried in my neck and she kisses me as I flood her. Her soft and warm mouth traces over my hot skin and the vein in my neck throbs.

“You like that, sweetheart?” She mimics me and I nod just as she did.

“Fuck that was good,” I huff, still massaging and squeezing her ass.

She places a kiss on my lips then begins to work her way off of me and over to her seat. Her jeans still hang off of one leg and I reach down and find one shoe that ended up beneath us.

“Where’s the other one?” She asks, fighting with her jeans as she puts them back on.

I shrug and tuck my now flacid dick back into my pants. “I don’t even remember you taking them off.”

She finally gets her legs back into her jeans, but now she struggles to zip herself up. She puffs then throws the door open and hops out. I watch as she works her zipper up then raises her head comically slow. A weird smile crosses her face and she lifts one hand in a stiff wave.

“Well it looks like I missed out on all the fun.” I lean over the center console and crawl over the seat to stick my head out of the door to see who’s voice I heard.

And there, standing with a big bright smile and hands on her hips is Bryn.

“I’m…we’re…sorry?” Maren says, still barefoot and disheveled.

“I’m the one who’s sorry. If I would have come out just a bit sooner to bring you my number, I may have gotten that invite I’m wanting.” Bryn steps close to Maren and holds a card out to her, presumably with her phone number.

“Not a chance, B. Keep it moving,” I tell her.

She winks at me and hands off her card as she says, “Well darn. I would wish you both a good night, but it seems that you already did. G’night.”

She places a little kiss on Maren’s cheek and gives her a smack on the ass as she walks away. Under the fluorescent glow of the lamp post, I watch my girl’s cheeks heat to a bright red. Then one hand rubs the spot on her cheek where Bryn kissed her, and rubs the other hand over the spot she smacked .

“I told you, baby. You’re fucking hot and more than just me wants a piece of you.” Maren climbs back into the truck and leans over to kiss me.

“You’re the only one I’m offering up servings to.”

Fuck . I think I’m in love.