Briar's Champion (12 page)

“What the lady asks, she shall receive.” He gunned the engine and shot into traffic.

Briar squirmed in her heat
-
activated seat when he
pushed
on the massage button. “You’re bad
.
”
S
he gripped her arm rest
s
and sighed. He’d get his
as
soon as they reached the privacy of his home.

“Fe
e
l good?”

“Yes
,
” Briar croaked
.
As s
he
relaxed
watch
ing
the scenery whiz by
her inner hellcat continued to purr in her ear, pushing her to egg Sloan on
.
So
he wanted to play…she would too. With one deliberate
ly
slow move, she pressed her hand
to
his inner thigh
and squeezed precariously close to his goods.

He groaned, gripping the steering wheel.
“Briar, you’re going to make us wreck
.
”

“What? Don’t tell me you can’t do two things at once
,” s
he taunted with her hand now on his cock. A soft brush over the material hiding his flesh from her, and the car lurched. He shot her a scathing look that made her tremble
with
want. She slipped,
strok
ing him again. His growl
was
accompanied by
the brakes slamming on at a red light
. The glare he shot her
showed
the effect her touch had on him.
“Oh my
…” S
he let the words drop.
If looks could kill she’d be dead or well fucked if the intent on his face rang true.

When he
steered
into his garage and drove up the ramp to his private parking
space
, Briar’s heart beat skipped. She hadn’t the
slightest idea
if she still held control over their playtime or if he’d
turned the table
on her. Her shallow breathing hastened. Thankfully the compact seats couldn’t handle too much movement, or so she thought. The noise of a seat lever and track slamming back startled her
.
S
he
stared
at Sloan.

“Time for talking has passed
—”
He manhandled her onto his lap.

“I’m scrunched!” She moaned at the delightful contact
but
fumbled for the door handle. Freedom loomed in front of her. Briar wriggled off his lap, falling haphazardly out of the car. Too bad he followed right behind her
.
J
ust as she stood she felt him, all of him pressed against the crease of her ass.

“Not so
fast
.
” He picked her up.

“No fair, I’m in charge
.
” She slid down
the front of
his body and grasped his hand, leading him from the car to the private elevator. “No touching.”
After
hit
ting
the button for his floor
, s
he
released his hand and
stared him down.
The door chimed and the bay doors opened. Briar
slapped at his hands
, then
wagged a finger at Sloan when he reached out to touch her. “No touching.”

With each step
she took
toward his bedroom, an article of clothing fell to the floor.
Flinging her bra
away, Briar
smacked something
with her arm.
When o
ne of the boxes started to topple over, Sloan
rushed to catch it
.
In his hurry to grasp the box, their hands met. The cardboard
crushed inward on his end.
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t know I was so close.”
She relinquished her hold on his possession.

Briar saw him flinch for just a second, as
he
ran his hand over
the name Sam. B
ut b
efore she could say anything further, he turned on her,
the glint back in his eyes.
Time to get back to business at hand, but she’d definitely ask about the box later.
She turned, reaching for the zipper on her skirt.

By the time she’d reached
the
thick frame of his door, only her thong and heels remained. Not once did she look back to see if he was close. She could feel
his
warm
breath
on the nape of her neck. Briar did a sultry turn
, facing
him
with her hand resting on her hip. “I hope you’re ready for me
.
”
S
he pointed to the bed and slapped his ass
when he passed her
. Dutiful
ly
, Sloan stripped off his suit in jerky movements. Thick biceps, lean muscle, and
tight
hot ass filled her vision.
Damn. What
a sight
.
Sloan took up most of the bed with his size. Briar moved over
to him
. “
Are you ready?”
S
he straddled his sex and raked her nails
over
his chest.

“
Hell yeah
,
cari
ñ
a
.
”
H
is husky voice filled with arousal heightened her ever growing appetite.

“Am I your sweetheart?”
S
he leaned down to flick her tongue over his nipple. The tiny bud hardened
. She liked his response to her and licked again
. Her wet core lay right on top of his throbbing
cock
.
She
slid
her thong
away
from her sex and lifted her body to slide onto him. When he slapped her ass, she
moaned
, her eyes widened
as reality hit
. She’d forgotten the condom. She plucked it from his hand
, ripped the packet open and sheathed him.
No words were necessary. Passion drove her, she
met his
gaze
with hers
when she positioned herself over him, and slid down. His cock
fit wall-to-wall
inch by torturous inch. “So
big.
” She eased up and set her own rhythm.

“Briar.”

“Too slow?” She responded by dragging her body even slower,
rocking
her clit over his pubic hairs. The friction electrified her, sending shards of pleasure through her body.

He snorted.

“My…my…my…Someone’s a bit impatient.” She rose
and
slammed
down on him, taking her time
to
bask in her power over him.

“Don’t forget turnabout is fair
play
,
cariña
.” He brushed his fingers over her nipples and pinched hard.

“Sloan.” She rocked hard down on him, and began a tempo to take them both over the edge. Her breasts throbbed with fullness from his touch. She
cover
ed his hand to keep
him
kneading and toying with
her
.
She
clamped
h
er thighs
on
either side of his hips, to anchor her on him.
His throbbing vein beat against her sensitive channel, causing a shudder of pleasure through her body. The wetter she became the easier
his wide cock battered against her womb
.

“Fuck Briar—”
He fingered her rim and she shook. “Like that do you?” He rubbed the
striated ring of
muscle again and pressed his finger just inside.

“Sloan.” She panted,
hasten
ing her
jerky movements
.

“Feel
s
so good
,
cariñ
a
.
R
ide
me
hard.” He held her hips to him and ground up.

The force of his
cock
added to
the torture of his pelvis on her clit drove her to madness. She rode him like a demon possessed, imagining she was on a mechanical bull. He bucked under her and she clenched her muscles together sucking his thick
erection
deeper into her. She heard him grunt and felt her climax fast approaching. “God
,
I’m going to come!” Past
exhaustion
,
she let it wash over her. His body shuddered underneath her, as her walls stole his orgasm. She heard him curse.

“Something wrong?” She licked the sweat beaded on his chest.

“I was going to fuck the shit out of you
,
cariñ
a
.”

“I know you wanted to, but
I wanted a turn
. This
was my turn.
Next time y
ou can
be in charge
.”