CHAPTER 169

Skylar whimpered at the contrasting sensations. His tight grip on her wrists. The feather light touches on her pussy as he sucked the air from her lungs and common sense from her brain.

Gradually his fingers slipped beneath the elastic and into the slippery wetness. He thrust his fingers inside her and she twisted from his hold.

Her freed hands zeroed in on his belt buckle.

“Guess I’m gonna hafta remind you who’s in charge later.”

“Fine. Whatever. Help me get these damn jeans off—”

Laughing softly, he said, “I love that you’re impatient,” and stripped the denim to the tops of his boots, clamping his hands on her ass. “Wrap your legs around my waist as I lift you up.”

“I’m too heavy—” earned her four sharp smacks on her ass that stung like a bitch.

“Hey!”

“More where that came from if you say shit like that again.”

He hoisted her against the wall. His cock impaled her in one swift movement.

Skylar gasped.

“Ssh.” He kissed her and began to thrust slow and steady.

She wreathed her arms a