Rock Hard (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Online Free

full of hard-bitten experience that came from a man kissing a lot of women. The thought of Wynn just being another had her pushing her palms on his firm chest, but he wouldn’t move.
    His tongue pushed in and out as though he were sexing her pussy. She moaned. His hand moved up between her legs, brushing the back of his fingers against her sex. Wynn’s reaction was fast and shocking. She let her legs fall open, giving him what he wanted. Kade rubbed her pussy into a frenzy. Wynn felt her sex wet her climbing pants as her hip slid over the edge of his hard cock.
    Wynn’s heart was pounding in her ears as her body climbed higher, reaching for release. It’d been so long since any man wanted to get her off. Most of the men she worked with couldn’t get past the fact that she worked with internal affairs. They just stayed away from her like she was Typhoid Mary.
    His thumb padded up to circle her clit. Her moan of pleasure echoed through the alcove, and Kade groaned in encouragement. He was keeping her balanced on a sharp edge of wanting to orgasm all over him. He would go fast and back off, changing the tempo so that her body was being strummed hard. His knuckles pushed between her pussy lips, sending the cotton erotically deeper. His pinky knuckle played over the rim of her anal pathway, sending sensations over her sex. Wynn felt totally out of control, and she didn’t care. Kade broke his lips away and pressed his lips to her ear. His heavy breathing brought her closer to falling off the mountainside. Her hips bucked roughly against his big hand.
    “Let go, Wynn. Let go for me. I want to feel you come.”
    His breathing was heavy, matching her own. Her orgasm started in her toes and raced up to hit her hard in her pussy. Spasms rocked through her body. Kade groaned his approval. He whispered sexy words she didn’t understand in a language she couldn’t place. It sounded almost like Dutch.
    “Central to 43-50.” The crackle of his radio in her ear had her orgasm vanishing away.
    Their eyes locked. “Don’t run from me.”
    Kade reached for the radio on his shoulder. “43-50, go ahead.”
    “43-50, be advised we’ve got reports of downed power lines off exit 33 Williamson rest area. State Highway is on the scene.”
    “10-4, copy that. We’re still taking shelter up at Arrowhead.”
    The worst of the storm was pushing off to the east. Wynn eased off Kade’s lap and found a stick to poke at the dying embers of the fire. She couldn’t meet Kade’s gaze as he went to stand at the edge of the alcove. She closed her eyes at the memory of his thick cock pressed against her thigh.
    He lifted his hands at the mouth of the alcove and pressed the heels of his palms against the stone. Wynn took the opportunity to look at him from behind. He was all thick muscle. She’d been wrong about how lean he was. Kade’s thighs were thick, cords of muscle that led to an athletic backside. She was staring at his ass when he turned around.
    “I don’t usually kiss women I’ve just met when I’m on duty,” he said.
    She felt like saying the same, considering she was on duty, too. Wynn wasn’t a woman that spoke of her feelings so openly. Often times, she didn’t know how to express how deeply she felt to those around her, so she usually didn’t. She lifted a shoulder and let it drop as she kicked sand over the fire to put out the embers. Both knew this wasn’t ever going to happen again, and she was okay with that. Kade stamped the dirt into the embers.
    “I was freaking out,” she said.
    “You’re okay, then?”
    “I’m good.”
    “All right. Let’s try to make it out of here before it cuts loose again.”
    By the time they hiked it back to her Wrangler, both were a muddy mess. The access road was washed out by a roar of rushing water, too. They were trapped on the beach until the flash flood receded. The possibility of being stuck overnight with Kade was very real.
    Unless she wanted to risk it with the Wrangler.